Apocalyptic Extraordinary Convoy, I'm really not weird!

Sure enough, the perception that was once as responsive as an extension of an arm now seemed to be stuck in a thick swamp, making it difficult to extend and analyze effectively. Moreover, after only a few seconds of trying, I felt a slight mental sting and fatigue.

Me too.

Lin Wei's cold voice rang out as she attempted to condense a wisp of icy power. Only a barely perceptible wisp of white smoke flashed and disappeared from her fingertips.

"The energy simply cannot be circulated, and even if it is forced to circulate, it cannot mobilize much power."

Su Ye remained silent, but he was also secretly trying.

The operation of the [alien] sequence within his body did not completely stop. Both the strange power and the strange source power, although slightly slow, could indeed operate. However, he did not immediately reveal this discovery, but only gave Chen Shoushi a look.

"Let's see if we can get out first."

Chen Shou nodded slightly, then said in a deep voice.

Then he turned and walked toward the invisible membrane boundary from which he had come.

The others followed closely behind, approaching the edge, where a thin film could be faintly sensed.

There was no hindrance when he went in, but when Chen Shou tried to take a step out, a gentle yet incredibly firm force appeared out of nowhere and steadily pushed him back.

He tried harder, even using a booster sprint, but the result was the same.

That boundary allows entry, but not exit.

The last glimmer of hope vanished.

All eyes were once again drawn to the half-open wooden door of the clock tower in the center of the square.

The dark crack in the door, like the eyes of an abyss, stared back at them.

Just then, Su Ye suddenly spoke. His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, carrying a sharp, probing quality:

"Have you... seen Zhou Lie?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Feng frowned, a hint of worry and confusion flashing across his face, along with a subtle... doubt?

He paused for a few seconds before slowly saying:

"We parted ways before the bells rang and the park came to life."

He said he was going to find a corner nearby to relieve himself, and told us not to wait for him and to start searching.

Then, a few minutes later, the bell rang, and everything changed.

We never saw him again.

He paused, then looked at Su Ye, his eyes sharpening:

Why did you specifically ask about him?

Su Ye, do you know something?

Su Ye met his gaze but did not answer directly, her mind racing.

Separate? Go to the convenience store?

Zhou Lie left alone just before the bell rang and the amusement park "came back to life"?

Is it a coincidence, or...?

Wu Feng's reaction at this moment... his worry didn't seem fake; his confusion and doubt seemed to stem from genuine unease and bewilderment about Zhou Lie's whereabouts and possible state.

Could it be that Wu Feng and Wang Kui were not corrupted by the "Blood Flame"?

Or perhaps the degree and form of erosion were completely different from those of Xu Xin and Xu Jiang, to the point that they themselves were unaware of it?

Or is Zhou Lie the key, while Wu Feng and Wang Kui are simply kept in the dark, or perhaps even potential targets?

The problems are increasing.

Was the appearance of this eerie amusement park a pure accident, or is it related to the mysterious "blood flame"?

He withdrew his gaze, looking at the clock tower's main gate that seemed to devour all light, and slowly said:

"It's nothing, I just didn't see him, so I asked."

Now...shouldn't we consider what 'thing' is waiting for us behind this door?

Or rather, who among us is waiting...?

His gaze swept over Wu Feng almost imperceptibly, then over the ordinary survivors whose eyes darted away but concealed longing.

Wu Feng's gaze was fixed on Su Ye's face. The other party's question and meaningful tone aroused his suspicions.

Is there something wrong with Zhou Lie?

He instinctively resisted the idea.

After the apocalypse, they relied on each other for survival and went through countless life-or-death situations. The trust and tacit understanding they forged in the face of adversity were not easily shaken.

He understood Zhou Lie, that seemingly violent but actually sentimental man, and even more so, the deep-seated grief Zhou Lie felt after Xu Xin's death.

Zhou Lie may be emotionally unstable due to the sequence issue, but he would never... do anything to harm the team.

At least, Wu Feng firmly believed this in his heart.

But Su Ye's unusual attention, and the coincidence that Zhou Lie "disappeared" just before the bell rang, cast a chill over the foundation of trust.

Wu Feng forced himself to suppress his turbulent thoughts for the time being. Now was not the time to delve into this matter; surviving and leaving this hellish place was the priority.

He turned to Chen Shou, the most decisive person in this temporary alliance, and asked in a deep voice:

"Captain Chen, given the current situation... should we go through this door or not?"

His gaze also swept over the ordinary survivors whose behavior was becoming increasingly bizarre. Although they no longer dared to urge him openly, their evasive yet intense gazes were like a leech, making him feel uneasy.

Chen Shou's gaze slowly swept across the invisible barrier at the edge of the square, past the survivors whose eyes were filled with fervent desire yet concealed something, and finally landed on the door that swallowed the light.

His sensory sequences were severely suppressed here, but his intuition for danger was stronger than ever.

The darkness behind the door gave him not only a sense of danger, but also a sense of a meticulously arranged "stage".

The "information" received by the survivors seemed to be driving them onto the "stage".

A heavy silence spread among the seven people, so heavy that they could almost hear each other's heartbeats.

"We have no choice."

Chen Shou finally spoke, breaking the oppressive silence.

"Our retreat is cut off, and we have no supplies."

Staying here means either being trapped and starving to death, or...

He glanced at the survivors who were gradually gathering around him, his tone icy.

"I'm afraid that before that time comes, these seemingly infected people will do even more extreme things to us who are 'uncooperative'."

We must go through this door.

But we shouldn't rush in blindly.

His gaze swept over the four members of his team, then looked at Wu Feng and Wang Kui:

"Once inside, no matter what you see or encounter, remember three things:"

First, try not to scatter;

Second, be vigilant about everything, including each other, because anything unusual can happen in such a place;

Third, our goal is not exploration or combat, but to find the key to leaving this place, or... to destroy the 'core' of this eerie space.

He deliberately emphasized the words "including each other," his gaze lingering on Wu Feng's face for a moment before shifting away.

Wu Feng's expression changed slightly. He understood the deeper meaning behind Chen Shou's words, but he could not refute them. He could only nod heavily.

"Then let's go!"

Old Zhao spat and stood nonchalantly at the front.

"What is meant to be will be, and what is meant to be will be!"

"I want to see what kind of monsters and demons are hiding inside!"

Having made their decision, the seven no longer hesitated. They adjusted their breathing and posture, with Wang Kui and Old Zhao leading the way, Lin Wei and Su Ye flanking them on either side, and Chen Shou, Wu Feng, and Li Xiaowei bringing up the rear. They formed a tight assault formation and walked step by step toward the clock tower door that seemed to lead to another world.

As they approached, the door seemed to sense something, and the darkness behind it seemed to ripple.

Meanwhile, the ordinary survivors who had been watching from afar suddenly had an intense look of anticipation and cruelty in their eyes. They held their breath and stared intently at the backs of the awakened ones as they were gradually swallowed by the darkness of the door crack. After exchanging glances, they also rushed frantically toward the door, as if they were afraid that if they fell behind, they would have nothing left.