Sequence Highway Survival: I Upgrade Supplies in the Apocalypse

As for any disputes that might come later, that was naturally left to Squad Leader Chu Che to handle.

After all, Chen Ye had pushed Wu Zehui and Number One, the punk girl, far too hard.

They were only external reinforcements, not official members of the Fair Convoy.

When they had reached this agreement, they thought the work schedule would be the same as other convoys.

They never expected that Chu Che and Chen Ye would be so utterly inhuman.

Of course, the arguments were a problem for tomorrow.

After the convoy members returned, Chu Che noticed that the group was clearly missing a few people.

Chen Ye didn't try to hide anything and said directly, "All the survivors who went with us are dead! Their bodies are in Ding Dong's van."

"Also, Ding Dong lost her left arm!"

Chu Che's mouth hung slightly open.

Five survivors had gone with them, and now... all five of those survivors were dead?

This wasn't the pre-apocalypse world, where there were billions of people on the planet.

In this current apocalypse, every single person was an incredibly precious resource.

But now, the Fair Convoy had lost a total of five.

And on top of that, Ding Dong had lost an arm.

That meant... the Fair Convoy had now permanently lost one Superhuman combatant.

This...

Chu Che turned his head to look at Ding Dong.

Zhou Xiaoxiao stared blankly at her master's empty arm sockets, seeming to want to reach out and touch them.

But in the end, she didn't dare.

Ding Dong's expression was surprisingly calm. Aside from her pale complexion and some weakness, having lost one arm, she was actually calmer than Zhou Xiaoxiao.

It was as if the arm that had been severed belonged to someone else.

This showed just how resilient the Fist Master Sequence's physique was.

Ding Dong gently bumped her forehead against Zhou Xiaoxiao's and said with a faint smile, "Silly child, I've only lost my arm, not my life!"

"But... but..."

Before Zhou Xiaoxiao could even speak, tears streamed down her cheeks.

Tears as big as beans fell like a broken string of pearls, rolling down her cheeks and splashing onto the ground, leaving a trail of damp little dots.

"Without arms, I still have my legs. Without legs, I still have my mouth!"

"The Fist Master Sequence also has some techniques that can be used with the legs!"

"Besides, even without my arms, I can still teach you!"

Zhou Xiaoxiao nodded forcefully, but the tears didn't stop.

The words after "but" went unsaid by Zhou Xiaoxiao.

The Fist Master Sequence — all its skill was in the fists. Losing his right arm earlier had already severely crippled Ding Dong's combat effectiveness.

And now, with both arms gone, strictly speaking, Ding Dong could no longer be considered a Fist Master.

Even planting the Ideal Grain Seeds in the future would become a problem.

Watching this scene from not far away, Chu Che let out a soft sigh.

From the beginning of the apocalypse until now, he had carefully protected every member of the convoy.

Other convoys had experienced the fall of Superhumans.

But their convoy hadn't seen such an event until now.

It was because every decision he made was cautious, careful beyond careful.

Even when they were at the Oasis, they hadn't gotten involved in those dangerous affairs.

That was why none of the Fair Convoy's Superhumans had fallen behind.

But Chu Che knew very well that this ideal state would be broken one day. He just hadn't expected it to come so soon.

At least Ding Dong was still alive.

As long as people were alive, that was more important than anything else.

From not far away, the sound of sobbing could be heard.

It came from the direction of Ding Dong's panel van.

The survivors were carrying out the five bodies from the van.

These five bodies were the survivors who had followed the convoy to Xi City.

They had gone along for no other reason than to help out during the Superhumans' supply collection, to earn some credit, and to get a share of the supplies.

Even if they had mentally prepared themselves — that every supply run was a contest with the Death God, and there was a real chance they wouldn't come back — they never thought this day would come so suddenly.

The people crying over the bodies were the friends or family of those five.

Of course, these family members weren't the ones from before the apocalypse. They were newly formed families and newly bonded relatives within the convoy.

These people couldn't accept that those who were lively and active just yesterday were now corpses.

A young woman sobbed over her husband's body, her tears flowing even more fiercely than Zhou Xiaoxiao's.

The woman didn't dare to cry out loud, afraid of disturbing the sleep of the Great Ones, the Superhumans.

She could only weep silently, her tears soaking her man's clothes.

"You promised... you promised that once Xi City was taken, you would give me and our child a home. You promised..."

"Get up... get up... how can you go back on your word!"

"You bastard, how can you go back on your word?"

"You promised me, but now you can't deliver!"

The woman frantically shoved the man lying on the ground, as if she thought she could shake him awake.

They were a young couple.

The man was twenty-five, the woman only twenty-three.

But finding a suitable partner in an apocalypse like this was far too difficult.

Last month, with Xue Nan as their witness, they had become husband and wife.

That wedding had been incredibly simple.

Only a couple of friends had attended.

Xue Nan had taken the lead and given the young couple a box of contraceptives.

In the life of this apocalypse, a box of contraceptives was also very expensive.

The new young wife had blushed furiously, while her twenty-five-year-old husband had cheerfully thanked Xue Nan, almost treating him like his own father.

That wedding had been so simple that even Chen Ye and the others hadn't known about it.

Before the apocalypse, everyone avoided marriage.

After the apocalypse, everyone treated marriage with the utmost seriousness, determined to spend a lifetime fulfilling every vow they made.

No one expected this marital bond to end so quickly.

Beside the other four bodies, other survivors also stood.

The expression on everyone's face was one of deep pain.

When night fell and they hadn't returned, these people already knew their friends or loved ones were likely doomed.

Guessing was one thing; seeing the bodies laid out before them was another.

Iron Lion's expression was extremely dejected. He hung his head and walked over to the young newlywed wife.

"I'm sorry, I..."

The young new wife didn't acknowledge Iron Lion. She just kept pounding on her husband's chest, her tears falling without end.

Iron Lion walked over to another body, still hanging his head. "I'm sorry... if... if only..."

The middle-aged man who had lost his close friend didn't initially know that his friend's death was connected to Iron Lion.

But as Iron Lion's description unfolded, the man's eyes slowly widened.

Then, he threw a punch at Iron Lion with all his might!

The punch landed on Iron Lion's face, but it was like hitting a steel plate.

And that was the only punch.

Ignoring the swelling on his hand, the man just gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Milord, you... you are a Superhuman, you have your own considerations. Old Zeng didn't make it back alive. That's his fate. No one blames anyone!"

Watching this scene from not far away, Chen Ye shook his head.

Iron Lion, oh Iron Lion... your moral conscience is too strong.

In the apocalypse, whether you're a Superhuman or an ordinary person, you must have the awareness that your life could be taken at any moment.

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