Apocalyptic Extraordinary Convoy, I'm really not weird!

"Want to leave?"

Did you even ask me?!

Old Zhao was covered in blood, and although his berserk aura was not as strong as it had been at its peak, it still possessed a powerful fighting spirit.

But the fighting spirit remained fervent, as firm as a rock between the Hive and Su Ye.

Just as the battle was beginning to tilt in their favor, a cold and aloof figure appeared silently at the edge of the square.

It's Lin Wei.

A faint chill surrounded her as her gaze swept swiftly across the battlefield:

The fierce clash between Old Zhao and the massive, eerie beehive, and the fact that the bees on Su Ye's side were noticeably thinner, yet still recklessly charging towards Su Ye in an attempt to kill him.

A clear, cold voice rang out, reaching the ears of Su Ye and Old Zhao:

"The supplies have been looted, and we've extracted enough gasoline."

The convoy began its evacuation ten minutes ago.

We should go.

The evacuation signal has arrived.

Upon hearing this, Su Ye punched a charging eerie bee away, and at the same time, his black and red intertwined tentacles instantly sprang out, piercing and pulling at the eerie bee's body, absorbing it with swift and clean movements.

[Strange Power: 1873]

He felt the strange power within him reach a new level, and a great sense of satisfaction welled up in his heart.

After nearly four hours of fierce fighting, they not only successfully completed the delay mission and protected the convoy in searching for supplies, but also experienced tremendous growth!

The "Painful Brand" ability, obtained by exchanging 500 points of strange power, and the remaining 1,800-plus "savings" points, are all capital for survival!

He glanced at the eerie hive that was still being entangled by Old Zhao, but whose aura had clearly weakened due to the large loss of its offspring. A hint of regret flashed in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

He knew that it was impossible for the three of them to destroy the hive at present.

I learned from Chen Shou before that the most troublesome thing about the Weird is the corrupting and regenerative nature of its "Weird Power".

To completely eliminate a monster of the same rank, it is necessary to consume ten times the total amount of its monster power in "Sequence Power" of the same rank for purification or annihilation.

Although he can absorb strange and bizarre power, he needs to severely injure the strange entity so that it is unable to resist.

Even if the three of them combined, it would be impossible for them to severely injure this peak-level first-tier bizarre beehive. They might even be corrupted by its bizarre power and assimilated into a new bizarre entity.

In the post-apocalyptic world, the primary goal of survival is to acquire resources to stay alive, rather than indiscriminately eliminating every monster encountered.

"Old Zhao!"

withdraw!"

Su Ye gave a low shout, turned around without hesitation, and retreated quickly towards Lin Wei.

"Damn it, it's finally over!"

This thing is really tough!

Old Zhao spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, grinned, and then unleashed a burst of energy, forcing the beehive back two steps.

Taking advantage of the brief moment, the massive body nimbly leaped backward, escaping the battle.

Without looking back, they followed Su Ye and Lin Wei, running wildly towards the predetermined direction outside the village.

The eerie beehive will not give up.

With a furious roar, the remaining eerie swarm of bees joined forces with its main body and prepared to give chase.

"Ice Prison - Seal!"

Lin Wei had been preparing for a long time, and pressed her hands lightly against the ground.

Centered on the eerie beehive, the ground suddenly lit up with ice-blue patterns, like countless icy vines instantly climbing up a ten-meter radius.

Then, dark blue ice crystals began to condense on the icy blue patterns, frantically rising upwards, towards the center, and outwards.

Wild growth, intertwining and merging!

The eerie beehive let out a deafening roar, brandishing its ghostly blue bone spikes.

It crashed into the rising ice crystals with afterimages, its four limbs stomping desperately, trying to shatter its frozen foundation.

The remaining swarm of bees also frantically crashed into the forming ice cage.

Boom! Crack!

The ice crystals shattered and exploded under the immense force, sending ice shards flying everywhere.

But once one area breaks, more and thicker ice crystals form and spread, one after another, layer upon layer.

Lin Wei's face lost its color at a visible speed, and bright red blood seeped from her tightly pursed lips, but the icy blue light in her eyes burned even more intensely, as if it were about to ignite.

Her hands trembled slightly as she tried to bring them together, as if she were fully activating the power of the Ice Seal to seal the entire eerie beehive and the surrounding ten meters.

The rate of ice crystal growth is in a fierce tug-of-war with the rate of honeycomb destruction.

Finally, with a tooth-grinding roar that seemed to freeze space itself, the last gap was completely sealed off by the suddenly growing thick ice crystals.

A cracked ice mound, ten meters in radius and over ten meters in height, stands imposingly in the center of the square.

But from inside, there were constant sounds of impact, cracking, and snapping.

"Walk!

This won't hold it for long!

Lin Wei didn't dare to linger for a moment and turned to run.

Su Ye and Old Zhao followed closely behind, and the three of them pushed their speed to the limit, rushing out of the desolate village.

……

The wind whistled in my ears, and beneath my feet lay an asphalt road and overgrown wilderness.

They passed by a few scattered figures on foot.

These figures carried backpacks bulging to the point of being deformed, each step kicking up dust, their faces a mixture of numbness and stubbornness.

Looking at Su Ye and the other two speeding past, a complex and unfathomable expression flashed across his eyes, including envy, fear, and a hint of sadness at being left behind.

After driving for more than ten kilometers, the convoy came into view on the horizon ahead, resembling a slowly moving metal centipede.

Its movement was noticeably slow, even somewhat sluggish, clearly indicating that it was intentionally controlling its pace and waiting for them.

As she approached the rear of the convoy, Lin Wei increased her speed instead of decreasing it, her icy blue eyes locking onto her modified off-road vehicle.

She quickly approached the vehicle, precisely reached out and grabbed the open passenger window frame, and with a flick of her waist, landed in the passenger seat.

Almost as soon as she sat down, her eyes were closed, and her pale face was devoid of any color.

Only the lingering, not-yet-completely-subsided chill around her testified to the exhaustion she had expended in that desperate attack.

On the other side, Old Zhao and Su Ye simultaneously jumped into the pickup truck bed, which was piled high with sacks and miscellaneous items.

Its heavy body crashed down, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Old Zhao didn't have the strength to utter a single extra word; his bulging muscles deflated rapidly as if puncturing air.

The ferocious, berserk aura receded like a tide, and in the blink of an eye, he reverted to the gaunt old man in a tattered undershirt.

Almost the instant he curled up into the gap between the cluttered items, he began snoring and fell into a deep sleep.

The wounds on his body, which had not yet fully healed, rose and fell slightly with his breathing, wriggling.

Su Ye then squatted down steadily opposite him, her movements swift and agile.

Within his body, the chilling energy that had devoured the countless strange bees was surging and circulating.

Far from being exhausted after the fierce battle, he was instead nourished and full of energy, with eyes gleaming like lightning.

Only then did he have time to carefully examine this completely transformed escape team.

The changes are astonishing.

The most eye-catching thing was a 4.2-meter-long van squeezed behind a three-seater vehicle. The tall, blue van was tightly closed, and you could tell from the shock absorbers and flattened tires that it was full of supplies.

Following closely behind was a silver-gray van, its windows either tinted dark or painted black.

Only the windshield and the driver's and passenger's side windows allow a view inside the car, and the tires are also somewhat flattened.

Just like that joke before the apocalypse, nobody knows how many people and goods can actually fit into such a bread truck.

Further on, there were two more rounds of teams with a dramatic increase in numbers.