Doomsday Sequence Caravan: I Have a Mechanical Heart

Su Mu and his group were right at the very front of the flood, in the lowest-lying part of this vast open field. It would be impossible to run out of this section in less than ten minutes.

Before Su Mu's car had gone far, a sharp horn blared from Zhao Liang's car ahead.

"Attention all drivers, flood is coming, full speed ahead!"

"Full speed ahead!"

As the horn sounded, the entire convoy began to accelerate, quickly increasing from fifty or sixty miles per hour to over one hundred miles per hour.

The first eight or nine SUVs quickly reached speeds of over 130 or 140 km/h, putting a significant distance between them and the vehicles behind them.

Su Mu's car speed also reached 120 km/h, not because he didn't want to go faster, but because doing so would increase the energy consumption in his body exponentially. Therefore, he was worried that if he continued to accelerate, he might not be able to keep going until he got out of the area impacted by the flood.

The minibuses behind them maintained a speed of 100 km/h, and were packed with people, so they couldn't go faster even if they wanted to.

In less than a minute, the convoy stretched for hundreds of meters, and the distance between the cars continued to increase.

"Thank goodness it's morning." An Xin looked at the floodwaters to the west, her expression growing increasingly grave. "If it were nighttime, we would have had to go rafting again."

After a few minutes

The floodwaters had already reached two or three miles away, and the surging waves were carrying a large amount of mud, sand, and dead branches, pushing everything in their path with unstoppable force!

In just a few more minutes, they will reach the highway where Su Mu and his group are traveling.

"It's getting closer." An Xin subconsciously reached out and gripped the car door handle, turning her head to look at the flood to the west, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Don't worry." Su Mu glanced at the floodwaters to the west, a resolute glint in his eyes. "We should be able to get through."

As he spoke, he suddenly increased the energy output of the mechanical heart, and the car's speed increased to 130 miles per hour. But his face gradually turned pale, clearly caused by excessive energy consumption.

An Xin looked at him, her eyes full of worry, "Su Mu, why don't you stop pushing yourself so hard?"

"If all else fails, we can just go rafting again."

"It's alright." Su Mu grinned, feigning ease, "I can hold on for a few more minutes."

"Then you must not force yourself," An Xin added.

"I know." Su Mu nodded slightly.

Time passed little by little.

The floodwaters drew ever closer, their roar like the incessant galloping and neighing of countless warhorses, creating an intense sense of oppression—a feeling of powerlessness that made even breathing slow down.

The first vehicle to break out of the depression was Zhao Liang's SUV, but they didn't go far. They quickly slowed down and waited in the distance.

Su Mu sped forward, almost skimming the head of the floodwaters, as it raced out of the low-lying section of road. The water swept over the rear of the vehicle, causing it to jolt.

Su Mu was startled and quickly steadied the vehicle, gradually reducing its speed.

The scene just now really shocked An Xin. She gripped the handrail tightly with both hands, and her face turned pale.

After rushing out, she breathed a heavy sigh of relief and smiled slightly at Su Mu, "I'm safe now."

Are you alright?

"It's alright." Su Mu sighed. His face was deathly pale, and the energy of his Mechanical Heart was almost depleted. He couldn't go any faster even if he wanted to.

"How about I drive?" An Xin was genuinely worried.

"It's the same whether you drive it or not, it will still consume my energy." Su Mu looked at her, grinned, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Don't worry, I can handle it."

After saying that, he glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that the minibuses behind him had not rushed out. They had only gone forward for a short while before being swallowed up by the flood and swept away into the distance, quickly disappearing from sight.

Su Mu drove to Zhao Liang's place, but didn't get out of the car. He sat inside and quietly recovered.

Zhao Liang and his group stopped their journey, staring silently at the three minibuses that had been swept away by the current, their faces heavy with grief. Those were seventy or eighty lives, gone just like that.

We could only watch helplessly, completely powerless to do anything.

A few minutes later, Zhao Liang sighed deeply, his eyes filled with helplessness, and shouted to everyone, "Let's go!"

"Captain!" Someone suddenly shouted, pointing at Su Mu's car, "Please stop letting them follow us."

"I feel that they are the ones who brought this disaster."

"Otherwise, why were we all safe and sound before, but suddenly encountered this flood after meeting them?"

"That's right, Captain." As soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately chimed in, "I think they're a jinx; we can't let them follow us."

"What if another disaster occurs?"

Sitting in the car, Su Mu noticed that the people talking were all standing next to Zhao Kai, making their intentions all too clear.

"Shut up, all of you!" Zhao Liang shouted in a deep voice. "How can a natural disaster be controlled by anyone?"

"Dad," Zhao Li suddenly spoke up, her expression displeased, "I think what they said makes sense."

"Otherwise, how could we have encountered such a great disaster for no reason?"

At this point, she steeled herself and said, "If you don't let them leave..."

"Then I'll leave the group and not follow you anymore."

"I'm afraid if I let them follow me any longer, I won't even know how I died."

"Xiao Li, you!" Zhao Liang's temper flared up upon hearing Zhao Li's words. But before he could say anything more, Su Mu rolled down the car window and called out, "Captain Zhao, there's no need to make things difficult for us."

"Since the people in your team are unwilling, then let's part ways here."

Seeing that Su Mu had said this, Zhao Liang sighed deeply, seemingly at a loss for words.

"Captain Zhao, there's no need to make things difficult for us." Su Mu understood his thoughts and continued, "We'll have to part ways sooner or later. Parting now is just a little earlier than expected."

"Well," Zhao Liang said slowly after a moment of silence, "I wish you a safe journey and that you find your convoy soon."

"Mm." Su Mu nodded slightly and waved to him.

Zhao Liang was the only good person holding this "Through Thick and Thin" team together. If it weren't for his strength being the strongest, and the fact that his children were also extraordinary individuals, it would be a great relief.

Their caravan would have long since become a hierarchical, survival-of-the-fittest team.

Zhao Liang returned to the car and led his convoy away.

As Zhao Kai got back into his car, he gave him a meaningful smile, the meaning clear: "Just wait and see how I deal with you."

Su Mu sat there and couldn't help but sigh, "Since he's so eager to die, then we have no choice but to grant his wish."

"Should we continue following their convoy?" An Xin asked.

"Of course we'll follow, but we'll keep a safe distance." Su Mu nodded. "We'll at least wait until we come across another village or town before we leave."