Apocalyptic Extraordinary Convoy, I'm really not weird!

Wu Feng looked at him, sighed heavily, and turned his face away, unable to bear to look at him any longer.

Wang Kui's eyes also reddened, and he stood silently to the side.

At the same time, Chen Shou, Lin Wei, Lao Zhaotou, Li Xiaowei, Li Xiaoyue and several others also entered the camp.

They immediately noticed the piles of grayish-white ashes in the camp.

too familiar.

At a glance, everyone understood that the ashes were exactly the same as those that Su Ye had devoured when he awakened, and the final fate of those grandchildren was exactly the same.

Old Zhao's mouth moved faster than his brain, and he gasped in shock:

"Holy crap! This is exactly what that kid from last night did..."

"Old Zhao!"

Chen Shou's voice wasn't loud, but he precisely cut him off.

Old Zhao choked, the rest of the words stuck in his throat. He turned sharply to look at Chen Shou, his face still showing astonishment.

Lin Wei, who was standing to the side, also turned her head at almost the same time, her cold gaze falling on Chen Shou's face.

Chen Shou looked at Old Zhao and Lin Wei who were looking over, and then shook his head with unwavering determination.

On the other side, when Li Xiaoyue saw the ashes, she was stunned at first, then her eyes lit up and a light of almost ecstatic joy surged up.

She gripped Li Xiaowei's hand tightly, her voice trembling with excitement, and blurted out:

"Sister! Is this Brother Ye...?"

"Yueyue!"

Li Xiaowei's reaction was almost simultaneous with Chen Shou's.

Before her sister could finish speaking, she gripped her hand even tighter, her fingertips digging painfully into her, while she quickly shook her head.

Her eyes were sharp, filled with a tense restraint, as she quickly glanced in the direction of Wu Feng and Zhou Lie, her meaning crystal clear: Don't shout, consider the occasion.

In an instant, the air in the camp seemed to split in two.

After leading Lin Wei, Old Zhao, and the Li Xiaowei sisters around the camp, Chen Shou walked over to Wu Feng and the others.

Zhou Lie's shoulders were still trembling slightly, unable to stop.

Wu Feng squatted down beside him, one hand on his back, his face grave.

Wang Kui stood slightly to the outside, silently watching his surroundings.

Chen Shou's gaze shifted from Zhou Lie to Wu Feng's face, and he asked:

"This is……?"

Wu Feng sighed heavily, glanced at Zhou Lie who was lost in his own world, and lowered his voice to say to Chen Shou:

"Zhou Lie and Xu Xin... they are a couple."

We've been together for quite a while.

He paused, his tone complex.

"However, recently, Zhou Lie's 'Blood Flame' sequence malfunctioned, and he became extremely volatile, easily angered, and unable to control his temper."

They argued a lot about this, and their relationship became very strained... until last time, when we ventured into that fog.

Wu Feng's gaze became somewhat distant, as if he were seeing that distorted space again:

"In the fog, we were forced to separate from Xu Xin, Xu Jiang, and the others."

But strangely enough, after walking through the fog, Zhou Lie's uncontrollable violent energy actually subsided considerably.

After coming out, I became more and more clear-headed and calmer each day, and now I have completely recovered.

It's just a pity... Xu Xin didn't live to see that day.

His voice trailed off, filled with endless regret.

He pointed to the wreckage in the camp:

"These vehicles belong to Xu Xin, Xu Jiang, and the other survivors who left the brigade with them."

His finger first pointed to the pile of ashes mixed with rifle fragments.

"This pile... should be Xu Jiang. He's a mechanic, and he never leaves that modified rifle behind."

Then, his finger moved to the pile of ashes and clothes in front of Zhou Lie.

"This pile... should be Xu Xin."

Judging from the scene, they camped here overnight without any prior warning from a 'guide,' and were caught off guard by the strange creatures that had been tracking them... They couldn't hold out."

He shook his head, as if imagining their despair in their final moments.

"Not even a complete corpse was left behind."

Chen Shou listened quietly, his face showing no unusual expression, only a faint hint of complexity flashing in the depths of his eyes.

He nodded and said in a deep voice:

"Please accept my condolences. The wilderness is unpredictable; no one knows what they will encounter next."

Lin Wei stood behind Chen Shou, her cool face calm, but beneath that calm, she was clearly not so calm.

Old Zhao turned his face away, rubbed his face hard, and forced back the itchy muttering in his throat.

Li Xiaowei pursed her lips tightly, looking at Zhou Lie kneeling there as if all his strength had been drained away, and listening to Wu Feng's misunderstanding yet sincere and regretful deduction. Her heart felt heavy and suffocated, as if something was blocking it.

She felt her sister grip her hand even tighter.

Chen Shou's gaze swept over the camp, still warm from the battle and covered in ashes, once more, and he said to Wu Feng:

"Based on my perception, this location is currently a safe zone, and there will be no threat until tomorrow daytime."

Let's set up camp here and rest, so everyone can recover from the fatigue of traveling all night.

Upon hearing this, Wu Feng felt the power of the "Guide" sequence within him circulate slightly as he carefully sensed the level of danger in his surroundings. After a moment, he opened his eyes, nodded, and said with certainty:

"Yes, Captain Chen's judgment is correct; the situation here is indeed stable for the time being."

Seeing that he had confirmed it, Chen Shou glanced meaningfully at the scattered vehicle wreckage around them:

"And this camp..."

What do you think we should do with these things that were left behind?

Wu Feng understood Chen Shou's implication almost instantly and said directly:

"Captain Chen, we are now under your command, and we will follow your arrangements in everything."

He adopted a very humble posture and spoke with great sincerity.

Chen Shou smiled slightly, quite satisfied with his straightforward attitude, and nodded:

"Okay, that's settled then."

Then, he turned to Old Liu, the driver who was standing guard not far away, and called out:

"Old Liu!"

Call on people to carefully collect any usable supplies from this camp.

Then clear a space next to it and set up camp!

I'll rest here for today.

"clear!"

Old Liu responded and immediately began to gather the ordinary people in the convoy and assign them tasks.

Some people began carefully searching through the ruins for usable fuel, unbroken containers, tools, and any other valuable items.

Another group began clearing away the rubble, setting up tents, and lighting campfires, busily but systematically building temporary shelters.

On the other side, Wu Feng looked at the busy crowd, remained silent for a moment, and whispered to Wang Kui beside him and Zhou Lie, who was still immersed in grief:

"The person is no longer here..."

Let's erect a monument for them, as a way of remembering them.

Wang Kui nodded silently.

Zhou Lie didn't say anything, but pursed his lips tightly. His eyes were empty for a moment, then became firm, and he nodded.

The three walked to the two piles of glaring grayish-white ashes.

Wu Feng and Wang Kui found a few relatively flat stones, while Zhou Lie carefully collected the scattered pieces of clothing belonging to Xu Xin and Xu Jiang.

He moved very quietly, as if afraid of disturbing something.

Just as Zhou Lie was packing Xu Xin's clothes, he saw a stone about the size of an egg, with a warm luster and very beautiful patterns not far away.

Zhou Lie's movements suddenly stopped.

This stone...

He discovered it by chance, thought the pattern was beautiful, and gave it to Xu Xin.