Sequence Highway Survival: I Upgrade Supplies in the Apocalypse

When Chen Ye pushed open the car door, he saw the captain of the neighboring Post-Apocalyptic Opera Troupe going head-to-head with Captain Chu Che in a fierce argument.

The captain of the Post-Apocalyptic Opera Troupe was a woman around thirty years old.

She was also from the Pathfinder Sequence, though her sequence rank wasn't as high as Chu Che's—she seemed to be only Sequence 3.

The captain of the Post-Apocalyptic Opera Troupe was called Zhao Hong. On normal days, she appeared quite proper and maintained decent relations with the Fair Convoy and the convoy next to them.

But now…

This Zhao Hong was going toe-to-toe with Chu Che, who was a whole sequence rank above her, and she wasn't backing down in the slightest.

"Chu Che, you bastard! We set out at four yesterday and didn't get back until one in the morning—you have to compensate us with half a day's supplies!"

"Where do you get off? You shameless old man!"

"If you don't make it up to me today, I'm not leaving. I'll eat here, drink here, and do my business here at your camp! I don't believe I can't handle you!"

Standing next to Zhao Hong was a young man around seventeen or eighteen years old.

This young man seemed to be Number Two of the Skeleton Convoy, a Pathfinder Sequence 1, and the convoy's captain.

Under normal circumstances, the captain of a convoy was usually a pathfinder.

Of course, there were exceptions—like the Peace Convoy before, where Lin Shu Tong served as captain.

The young man probably didn't have as sharp a tongue as Zhao Hong, so he just stood beside her, nodding repeatedly.

He was likely still a student before the apocalypse.

If Zhao Hong hadn't taken the lead, this young man probably wouldn't have dared to come find Chu Che at all.

After all, compared to the Fair Convoy, the Skeleton Convoy was truly too weak.

Chu Che squinted at Zhao Hong. When it came to protecting the convoy's interests, Chu Che gave no ground whatsoever.

As for saving face? He threw that out the window entirely.

Chu Che let out a cold laugh. "Zhao Hong, don't think I'll go easy on you just because you're a woman. Here, I believe in equality between men and women!"

"We agreed before—one day is one day!"

"Do you even understand what a day means? Twenty-four hours!"

"By all rights, you should be returning three hours' worth of supplies to me!"

"I'm generous enough not to ask you for it, and yet you come knocking on my door?"

"Do you have any sense of reason?"

Hearing Chu Che's words, Zhao Hong was so furious her face turned red, and she was on the verge of exploding.

"Chu Che, have you no shame…"

"…"

Blah blah blah…

Anyway, getting Chu Che to compensate even half a day's supplies was absolutely impossible.

Zhao Hong hadn't expected Chu Che to be this difficult to deal with.

She had tried every trick in the book, but Chu Che simply refused to budge.

Meanwhile, Wu Zehui and Number One were acting as if nothing was happening.

Yeah… the same went for Chen Ye and the others, pretending nothing was going on.

Everyone was greeting each other, exchanging glances, and minding their own business.

It seemed like arguing was the captains' job, while they were only responsible for eating and drinking.

Zhao Hong and Chu Che clashed fiercely.

Seeing that Chu Che was completely impervious to her words, Zhao Hong grew desperate. She noticed that Number Two, this young man, hadn't said a single word the entire time.

Zhao Hong jabbed Number Two's head. "I've been saying all this—you say something!"

Number Two: "Ahhhhh~~"

This Number Two of the Skeleton Convoy looked a bit odd from the start.

Judging by his outfit, he clearly resembled a rebellious teenager.

He wore a black leather jacket with a skull logo on the back.

His jeans were tattered and torn, looking like the kind of clothes worn by those who loitered around the streets all day.

His hair was dyed in all sorts of garish colors.

But on his face, he sported a pair of thick glasses that looked like the bottom of a beer bottle.

This added a hint of scholarly air to his otherwise rebellious appearance.

It seemed this kid used to be a well-behaved child, but to survive, he had to make himself look tougher.

Number Two froze for a moment, then stared at Chu Che, putting on a fierce expression.

"Captain Chu, you… you… you have to give me and Sister Zhao Hong half a day's supplies!"

"Otherwise… otherwise…"

Chu Che found it amusing. He crossed his arms and sneered, "Otherwise what…?"

Seeing Chu Che's unyielding demeanor, Number Two shrank back a little, but he thought about the convoy's interests.

Number Two gritted his teeth and said, "Otherwise we'll stay at your camp and eat and drink!"

"We'll eat with you every day until we've gotten back the supplies we're owed!"

Xiao Yu, who had been watching the drama from the sidelines, just wanted to cover her forehead when she heard such a weak threat.

This idiot couldn't even argue properly.

Zhao Hong was dissatisfied with Number Two's weakness, but she couldn't afford to lose momentum now. She glared fiercely at Chu Che.

She also took a sip of water.

No help for it—she had been the main force, arguing with Chu Che this whole time, and her throat was already dry.

Chu Che chuckled. "Fine, feel free to eat and drink at our camp. You're always welcome as guests."

"But dreaming about getting half a day's supplies from me? Not a chance!"

Zhao Hong: "You…"

Number Two: "You…"

Neither of them had expected Chu Che to be this shameless.

For a moment, they were both dumbfounded.

With that, Chu Che turned and left.

He had a lot to take care of today. Taking time out to argue with these two was already a sign of how much he valued them.

Today, he still had to go talk to the Silent Council about the Haosheng Hotel incident.

He also needed to check on Ding Dong and have a chat with her…

And attend a funeral…

There was just a mountain of things to do…

Zhao Hong and Number Two were fuming. Seeing Chu Che completely ignore them,

The two of them discussed it and decided to go home, grab their bowls, and come back to eat at the Fair Convoy.

They were determined to eat back half a day's worth of supplies.

Xiao Yu watched these two fools, sighed, and shook her head.

Since Chen Ye had woken up, the convoy's breakfast was already over.

The Fair Convoy's rule was that if you didn't show up at mealtime, no one would wait for you.

So, after using the clear-heart talisman to get some sleep, Chen Ye had completely missed breakfast.

Today, there was only one meal left—a late lunch.

Usually, it was eaten around three or four in the afternoon.

Most convoys typically ate two meals a day.

Only in special circumstances did they have the luxury of three meals.

Yesterday's work had been too grueling, so the Fair Convoy had the day off today.

The Silent Council no longer cared about each convoy's progress.

Some convoys had headed to Xi City, while others were simply resting.

And on the other side…

At Rest Eternal Garden…

Captain Chu Che attended the funeral of the five fallen members.

Xu Lina went with him.

After all, the convoy had lost five people at once.

Compared to other convoys, the Fair Convoy's funeral was relatively humane.

When survivors from other convoys died, some were simply dragged to Rest Eternal Garden and buried without ceremony.

There was no funeral whatsoever, and a tombstone was an even greater luxury.

Some convoys didn't even bother bringing back their dead—they were just tossed aside on the roadside.

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