Apocalyptic Extraordinary Convoy, I'm really not weird!

Su Ye longed to obtain a real car and then enhance it with strange power.

This way, a huge amount of strange power can be saved and used to strengthen oneself.

Su Ye felt a faint hunger rising in his stomach again. He rummaged through his backpack for a while...

I found a can of eight-treasure porridge and a braised egg, ready to make myself a simple yet luxurious breakfast.

He rekindled the extinguished flame and then placed the pot of eight-treasure porridge on it to heat it up.

Just then, another "test" came knocking on the door from within the camp.

A car with peeling paint and a cracked rear window held together with tape was pushed open with a creak.

First, a foot wearing a dirty high heel emerged, followed by a voluptuous and alluring woman.

She had a head of neatly styled, wavy hair, and wore cheap lipstick, giving her lips a bright red hue.

The woman, wearing tight jeans and a low-cut lace-trimmed blouse, exuded an alluringly voluptuous figure, though she was covered in dust and unidentified stains.

Her name is Luo Yan, but the people in the group call her Sister Luo or Widow Luo.

Previously, they were always accompanied by a burly, fierce-looking man, and the two of them occupied a fairly decent family car.

However, the burly man was very unlucky last time in Qinghe Town. He was right in the range of the first wave of attacks by the "Red Fiend" ghost bride. The burly man's lewd and infatuated expression was so demonic that he had not forgotten it.

Now, she is the only one left guarding the vehicle and the limited supplies inside.

Luo Yan went to sleep in the car early last night and did not witness the terrifying scene of Su Ye awakening and devouring.

As she got up in the morning to prepare something to eat, she pieced together keywords such as "Su Ye," "awakening," and "cannibalism" from the whispers and terrified looks of those around her.

Her eyes, which were usually fixed on men, immediately lit up.

With her husband dead and her support gone, in this cannibalistic world, she, a woman with only some looks and skills, is all alone and helpless.

A young, newly awakened male Awakener who doesn't seem to have a fixed companion yet?

This is like a new ally falling from the sky!

As for the rumors of "cannibalism"...

Luo Yan curled her lips. In the apocalypse, who doesn't have some dirty hands?

Strong capabilities are the only true measure of success.

She was quite confident in her "capital," and before the apocalypse, she had made a lot of money by using it. After the apocalypse, she also found several protectors by using it.

With her methods, resources, and experience, she didn't believe this young man named Su Ye could withstand her.

At that time, with protection and shared transportation, you might even be able to enjoy the privileges of awakened beings...

Thinking of this, she straightened her hair in the rearview mirror, pursed her red lips, took a deep breath, forced out her most charming smile, and swayed unsteadily to Su Ye's campfire.

A strong odor, a mixture of cheap perfume, sweat, and body odor from not being thoroughly cleaned for a long time, hit me.

"Hey, young man, eating breakfast alone?"

Widow Luo used a high-pitched, delicate voice, so sweet it seemed like it could be squeezed to drip water. She deliberately leaned forward, revealing glimpses of what lay beneath her neckline.

"Do you want to team up with my sister?"

My sister is all alone now, so pitiful~

She winked and continued:

"And, I understand, sister~"

There are so many!

It will definitely make you feel better on this lonely night...

It's so comfortable, I don't want to leave!

The implications in the words were blatant and direct.

Su Ye's brows furrowed instantly.

It wasn't because of the clumsy seduction, but because of the increasingly strong scent that grew stronger as she got closer.

In the apocalypse, water is scarce, and bathing is a luxury. One might want to find a river to bathe in or take advantage of rainwater.

That was a matter of fate; even he himself hadn't washed for many days.

But this widow Luo seemed to still retain the habit of wearing perfume before the apocalypse. The cheap perfume mixed with sweat, oil, and perhaps something else fermented, creating a complex stench that was both sweet and fishy.

Especially when she deliberately raised her arm to flip her hair, the strong scent coming from under her armpit almost made Su Ye's stomach acid rise.

"roll."

Su Ye's voice was flat and cold, as cold as ice, and he didn't even bother to look at her.

Widow Luo's smile froze, her face turning red and then white.

She didn't expect the other party to reject her so decisively, without leaving any room for negotiation.

But the fact that she's still alive shows she has plenty of thick skin and resilience.

She suppressed her embarrassment, leaned forward again, almost pressing herself against Su Ye, and lowered her voice, making it more seductive:

"Hey bro~"

Don't be so fierce!

My sister genuinely wants to team up with you.

Look at you, young and strong, and an Awakened One, how amazing!

My sister likes capable men.

If you need

Sister, I can get all clean and fresh!

Just ...

I don't have much water saved right now, but I believe you definitely don't need it, right?

At that time...

"I told you to get lost."

Su Ye interrupted her, this time raising his head and staring at her.

His eyes held no desire, only a deep, cold melancholy and a hint of impatience at being offended.

More importantly, with the slightest change in his emotions, the chilling aura within him rose uncontrollably and reacted.

It was an eerie, cold, obscure, and extremely unsettling aura that began to quietly spread from him.

It wasn't murderous intent, but it was even more unsettling than murderous intent, as if you were being locked onto by the greedy gaze of some unknown and indescribable thing, and a chill ran down your spine.

The widow's charming smile could no longer be maintained.

She finally felt that heart-pounding aura up close.

This didn't feel like a living person, or even like the ferocity of Old Zhao when he was in a rage; rather, it was a deeper, more sinister chill that was closer to darkness.

In the morning light, Su Ye's eyes seemed to have a blood-red hue flowing deep within their pupils.

Being stared at by him felt like being locked onto by some cold, reptile.

"right,

sorry……

Sorry to bother you…

The widow's alluring expression was instantly replaced by terror; she staggered back a few steps.

As if Su Ye were some kind of monster, he turned and ran back to his car without looking back.

The car door slammed shut with a "bang," my heart still pounding.

The minor incident did not cause much of a stir in the camp. Many people watched with indifference, seemingly unsurprised by Luo Yan's setback, and some even gloated.

Su Ye lowered her head again, her face expressionless as she continued to watch the eight-treasure porridge being heated.

The rising steam carried the unique aroma of the food, slightly dispelling the lingering odor on the tip of the nose.

He savored the luxurious breakfast slowly, bite by bite, feeling the food transform into energy and soothing his body's needs.

Unlike the explosive satiation he felt after devouring living people last night, this was a normal, reassuring sense of fulfillment.

After finishing the can of eight-treasure porridge, I poured in some more mineral water, put the lid back on, and shook it vigorously.

Then open it again and drink the water that had become cloudy but still tasted a bit like eight-treasure porridge.

Just then, a figure walked over.

He was Chen Shou's driver, a taciturn middle-aged man with a scar on his face, whom everyone called Old Liu.

Old Liu walked up to Su Ye, a smile appearing on his face:

"Su Ye, the captain wants you to come over."

Su Ye nodded, packed up his backpack, and followed Lao Liu toward Chen Shou's tent.

He wondered what Chen Shou's purpose was in summoning him.