Apocalyptic Extraordinary Convoy, I'm really not weird!

Chen Shou, Wu Feng, and the others all looked at her.

Li Xiaowei looked down at her hands, her eyes revealing an indescribable complexity.

Her hands were fair and slender, her fingertips trembling slightly, making her look no different from the timid, ordinary girl who needed protection.

But at this moment, she could clearly feel the power surging within her body, warm, abundant, and as if it could burst forth at any moment.

That's a power only fourth-tier awakened beings possess.

Just two days ago, she was an ordinary person who couldn't even run away when faced with something strange.

"Just yesterday, I was just an ordinary person."

Her voice trembled slightly.

"Faced with the bizarre, I didn't even have the strength to run. I could only hide behind you and watch you fight desperately."

At that time, I thought, if I could be of any help, even just a little bit.

But there was nothing I could do; I could only cower in the corner and wait for you to come back after you'd finished killing everyone.

She looked up at Su Ye, her eyes reddening even more:

"But now..."

I'm now at level four.

If... if it weren't for this game, if it weren't for Su Ye, I might have died somewhere long ago.

They're either in the arena or in the hands of those strange beings.

I've seen too many people die—people stronger than me, braver than me, they're all dead.

Lin Wei gently put her arm around her shoulder and hugged her tightly, without saying a word. But in Lin Wei's eyes, the resistance to the game clearly softened a little.

She was a woman too, and she understood what Li Xiaowei meant. In this apocalypse, being able to survive and become stronger was more important than anything else.

Old Zhao clicked his tongue and sighed:

"Yes, who would have thought? When you came in, you were just a little girl who needed protection, but when you left, you were on equal footing with us."

My old bones—no, this young bone of mine—have also benefited.

He's over seventy years old, he's lived a whole life, and at the end of his life he can still go back to being thirty and still reach the fourth level.

I never even dared to dream of this before.

Chen Shou nodded, his expression complex:

"This game is deadly, but it also gives a lot."

If we were outside, it would take us several years to reach this level.

It was done in just one day.

Wu Feng remained silent and did not respond.

He simply stared at the silent clock tower, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

Li Xiaowei bit her lip, her voice becoming even softer, as if she were speaking to herself:

"I know it's dangerous inside..."

I was scared too, terrified.

but……

But without this danger, I would always be the one holding everyone back.

You'll always be stuck hiding behind others, watching them die.

She looked up at the dilapidated amusement park rides in the distance.

The carousel was tilted, and half of it had collapsed.

Several broken cables hung from the Ferris wheel, swaying gently in the wind.

The setting sun dyed everything a dark red, like blood.

"Three months..."

Her voice was ethereal.

"I don't know what I'll choose then."

Perhaps I'll still be afraid, perhaps I'll still hide.

But now, at least we've become stronger, haven't we?

At least next time, I can stand in front and not hide behind others.

No one spoke anymore.

A breeze blew from deep within the amusement park, carrying a few withered leaves that swirled on the ground.

After a moment of silence, Wu Feng spoke.

His voice was deep, carrying a calmness born from having experienced so much:

"It's too early to talk about these things now."

We'll think about it three months from now.

Nobody knows what will happen in these three months.

Perhaps we will encounter something more dangerous, or perhaps we will discover some new clues.

We can decide later; it's not too late.

Chen Shou nodded, stubbed out the last cigarette in his hand, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it.

"Yes, let's go back and rest first."

Prepare well over these three months.

Even if we go in next time, we can't be as passive as we were this time.

Su Ye didn't say anything more, but just glanced at the packages scattered on the ground.

Those were the supplies they had gathered earlier, now piled haphazardly on the ground, some broken open, revealing their contents.

"Take these supplies with you."

Several people started to take action.

Food, water, medicine, weapons—everything usable was packed into the backpack.

After nearly half an hour of packing, everything usable was packed.

The group stood in front of the clock tower again and looked back at the dilapidated amusement park.

The sun had already sunk below the horizon, leaving only a dark red glow on the sky.

The amusement park was dimly lit, and the rides stood there silently like giant shadows. The outline of the clock tower became increasingly blurred, gradually merging into the night.

Chen Shou sighed:

"Let's go."

The group turned and left.

The footsteps gradually faded into the night.

All that remains is an empty amusement park and that silent clock tower.

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This is where this book comes to an end.

Although it made it onto the new book charts, ultimately due to my own issues, I couldn't update it on time, and I also couldn't keep up with the pace of writing two books simultaneously.

From the beginning of the book until now, I am grateful to every reader who has followed it this far.

It is your clicks, recommendations, and comments that have motivated me to write this story to this day.

Su Ye's story has many untold tales, the truth of this world, the real secrets.

But perhaps, leaving blank space is also a kind of beauty.

Thank you to everyone who voted, left comments, or tipped for this book.

Thank you to everyone who has opened this book.

For my next book, I will no longer write two books simultaneously, but will guarantee at least 10,000 words per day. I hope this will keep you all here and allow me to go further.

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