"Have other survivors been found?"

Su Xing was startled and stuck his head out of the car.

Sure enough, a few dozen meters ahead, a group of survivors were seen walking unsteadily by the roadside, all of them covered in dust and dressed in rags.

To be precise, this was a group of refugees, not an organized convoy.

"Pull the vehicles over to the side of the road. Two people from the bus will come and ask about the situation of the refugees!"

"Uncle Zhang is bringing a few people to start a fire and cook; they'll be spending the night here!"

Fang Yuan gave the instructions over the walkie-talkie.

Soon a group of people got off the bus and led the group of refugees to the bus.

"Let's go take a look!"

Su Xing called out to his younger brother.

He quickly put on his coat, and after a moment's thought, he tucked the rune pistol into his pocket and the fire axe into his waistband.

At this moment, a dozen or so refugees stood beside the bus, all wrapped up like dumplings, standing helplessly in front of the bus door.

Fang Yuan, surrounded by several survivors, walked over, stared at the group of refugees, and asked:

"Is there anyone among you who can lead and speak?"

A middle-aged man wearing a black cotton-padded coat raised his hand:

"My name is Ding Heng. I used to be a driver for the Ping An Motorcade."

"These people are the ones I led to escape here."

Fang Yuan nodded and asked:

"Where did you escape from? What happened to you?"

Ding Heng licked his chapped lips and said:

"We escaped from Xinchang City! We encountered something unusual there!"

"A gigantic, enormous ball of flesh... the ball of flesh rolled across the highway, indiscriminately crushing every car..."

"We were too scared to drive, and it took us three days... to finally meet you..."

When the unusual situation was mentioned, Ding Heng's voice trembled slightly, and the eyes of the other refugees were also filled with fear.

"Xinchang City?"

Captain Hu frowned and turned around to give the order:

"Go boil some hot water for them, we'll talk on the bus!"

The convoy originally planned to go to Xinchang City, but now...

A dozen or so refugees boarded the bus, making the already crowded interior even more cramped.

After waking up and boarding the bus, he looked around and found there were no seats, so he prepared to stand and listen to the refugees recount their information.

But Zhang Chao's voice came from behind:

"Brother Su! Come, have a seat!"

Zhang Chao smiled ingratiatingly, gave up his seat for Su Xing, and even found a seat for Su Yan.

Su Xing didn't stand on ceremony and sat down, ready to listen carefully.

In the apocalypse, in addition to supplies, intelligence is also crucial.

For those like Ding Heng who survived the anomalies, the firsthand intelligence they obtained was especially valuable.

Team Leader Hu handed Ding Heng a bowl of hot water and asked:

"Ding Heng, right? Tell me in detail what happened in Xinchang City..."

"How many people were originally in your team, and what was their configuration?"

Ding Heng held the hot water in his hands, his hands, which were covered in chilblains, tightly gripping it. After carefully taking a sip, he felt as if he had come back to life.

He then explained the whole story clearly:

"The team I was originally in was called the Peace Team. There were more than 180 people in the team, and there was even a superhuman."

"I am the bus driver for the convoy. The convoy originally departed from Shashi, and its destination was the Fire Shelter in the capital."

"Three days ago, we passed through Xinchang City, driving on the national highway..."

Ding Heng's eyes held a mixture of reminiscence and fear:

"Everything was going smoothly until everything happened so suddenly..."

"First came the earthquake, a slight tremor... then in my field of vision, a gigantic, dozens-story-high ball of flesh rolled toward me."

"That ball of flesh was so big, it was like a mountain crashing down! It crushed everything on the road, even cracking the ground."

"Then we drove around in the car, but the ball of flesh rolled too fast."

"Finally, we discovered that the mountain of flesh would actively pursue larger targets, so all the people on our bus hurriedly escaped into the woods by the roadside and ran with their heads down."

"We've been on the run for three whole days. There were originally about fifty of us, but now only sixteen are left..."

At this point, the refugees all looked sorrowful, and some even had tears welling up in their eyes.

After three days of fleeing, the number of people dwindled from fifty to sixteen – a shocking figure.

Those people may have died of hunger or cold.

Imagine this:

After a day of fleeing, the people were hungry and tired. They dared not continue their journey after dark and had no choice but to find a warm corner to sleep.

To keep warm, a dozen or so people might squeeze together to sleep.

But the next morning, he woke up alone, surrounded by his companions who had died of hypothermia.

The body was frozen solid, with a "death smile" on its face caused by muscle stiffness.

Humans will have a very hard time surviving in the apocalypse!

Su Xing couldn't help but light a cigarette and asked:

"Where is the original superhuman from your team? What sequence was he? Where is he now?"

Despair filled Ding Heng's eyes as he said:

"Our original team leader was named Wu Xu. He was a very nice young man and kind to everyone."

"After the apocalypse broke out, he took in more than a hundred refugees."

"He seems to be some kind of Titan, anyway, he's incredibly strong... Once, a bus got stuck in a mud pit, and he lifted it out all by himself."

"But, to save his companions, he wanted to use his own body to block that ball of flesh..."

"Finally, it was ground into minced meat and stuck to the ground..."

Su Xing, Fang Yuan, and Hu Dong exchanged glances.

Titan sequence, one person lifting a bus, sounds like a combat-themed sequence!

Even such powerful superhumans were crushed into mincemeat without any resistance.

Not to mention the team they were in.

There are three extraordinary individuals in total.

One is a support superhuman, one is a balance superhuman, and one is an imposter superhuman...

I have a general understanding of the situation in Suxing, but the problem now is that it is highly likely that I cannot go to Xinchang City.

If you encounter that abnormal fleshy mass, you won't even know how you died.

Hu Dong pondered for a moment and said:

"Ding Heng, would you like to join our convoy?"

"Really? Of course I'm willing!" Ding Heng said excitedly, nodding repeatedly.

The other survivors who had fled also had a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

God knows how they survived those three days.

If they hadn't encountered this convoy, they would probably have been the ones to freeze to death from hypothermia tonight...

Seeing that all the refugees nodded in agreement, Hu Dong said:

"Well, since you're joining our team, you naturally have to follow the rules."

"Our team currently has three extraordinary individuals: myself, Hu Dong, is in the Guide sequence; Fang Yuan is in the Mechanic sequence."

"And... Su Xing is also a superhuman!"

Hu Dong pointed to Su Xing.

The survivors who had fled the disaster were immediately intrigued. They noticed that there weren't many people in the convoy and had initially assumed that there were no superhumans in charge.

Now, I never expected there would be three extraordinary individuals!

Such a convoy would undoubtedly have a much higher chance of survival in the apocalypse.

Ding Heng felt at peace, positive emotion points +56

[Wang Liang's positive emotional points +33]

【…】

A series of prompts appeared in Su Xing's mind.

Su Xing counted 16 people who had fled, 15 of whom provided emotional points, and most of them were positive.

"How come there's someone so ungrateful who didn't provide any emotion points?"

Su Xing scanned the refugees, trying to figure out who was so ungrateful.

Ignoring the expectant looks from these people, Hu Dong continued:

"Since you're joining our team, you should naturally follow the team's rules."

"Anyone living in the bus must go out regularly to search for supplies and hand over 90% of the supplies."

"Of course, the team will ensure you get two meals a day."

"As for other disciplinary matters, Zhang Chao, you talk to them about it..."

After speaking, Hu Dong ignored the stares of the refugees and turned back to say:

"Fang Yuan, and... Su Xing, you two come to my car."

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