Sequence Highway Survival: I Upgrade Supplies in the Apocalypse

It was another new day.

The Fair Convoy had rested well enough yesterday.

They definitely needed to head out today.

Early in the morning, the convoy was bustling with activity. The members specifically in charge of vehicles were meticulously maintaining them.

In reality, these tasks were just a few minutes' work for Gong Yong.

A Superhuman of the Mechanic Sequence only needed to place a hand on the vehicles to know if there were any problems.

But if left to other convoy members, it might take hours.

Yet Gong Yong never snatched these jobs from the ordinary members. He simply did a final inspection when the vehicles were about to depart, after they had finished their work.

Vehicles were the most important resource for any convoy. Whether departing or stopping to rest, someone always maintained and inspected them.

The base also sold vehicles, but each one cost as much as a low-grade Wonder.

The Fair Convoy wasn't the only one busy this morning; the entire camp was bustling.

Because the Fair Convoy wasn't the only convoy preparing to depart.

The Post-Apocalyptic Opera Troupe and the Skeleton Convoy were also getting started.

They needed to set out today too.

Ever since yesterday morning's meal in their respective convoys, Zhao Hong and Number Two had barely eaten anything other than drinking water.

The two were clearly planning to save their stomachs for the Fair Convoy's breakfast.

Both were rubbing their hands together, intent on making up for what they'd missed last night.

When they looked at Chen Ye and Chu Che, their eyes were red with resentment.

In their view, most people in the Fair Convoy were decent—like Big Fool Iron Lion, the Pink-haired Girl, the cold woman with no arms...

The only two bad seeds were the bald one and the one-eyed one in front of them.

As for Chu Che and Chen Ye.

Squad Leader Chu Che yawned as he crawled out of his tent, looking like he'd just woken up. His sparse hair was disheveled by the sea breeze.

And that chatterbox seemed to be getting influenced by those two as well.

As for Chen Ye...

Chen Ye had woken up long ago. He hadn't used a clear-heart talisman last night, so he had very little sleep.

Clear-heart talismans were too expensive. Even he didn't dare use them every day.

He only used them when absolutely necessary.

Long-term sleep deprivation would have severe side effects on a person's overall state.

At this moment, Chen Ye finished brushing his teeth with a cup in hand, setting his toothbrush and cup aside.

He pulled out Hatred from his lower back...

He hadn't cut his hair in a long time; it was now shoulder-length.

Such long hair was a real hassle during battles.

And with the weather heating up, long hair was simply uncomfortable.

Given the current conditions, he couldn't wash his hair every day, even if he didn't mind the trouble.

But even if he did, he couldn't get shampoo every day.

The fact was, everything was in short supply now, and shampoo wasn't cheap.

So Chen Ye decided to shave it all off.

There were no barbers in this apocalypse, nor any barbershops at the base.

Thus, Chen Ye planned to do it himself.

Hatred's sharpness went without saying. The moment the blade barely touched his hair, it sliced through without any resistance.

Chen Ye gripped Hatred's handle in his right hand, pressed his left palm on his head, and used his index finger to gauge the distance between Hatred's blade and his hair.

Carefully, he brought Hatred's edge close to his scalp.

He felt a slight coolness on his head, and then clumps of hair fell along his wrist to the ground.

It felt pretty good, so Chen Ye continued...

Soon, a large pile of shiny black hair covered the ground.

The sea breeze blew in, trying to carry the black strands away.

Chen Ye stomped on them.

At the same time, he felt a coolness on his scalp.

The feeling of wind on the scalp was something only those who had experienced it could appreciate.

They said that once you've felt the wind on your scalp, you can never go back to long hair.

Chen Ye now felt the same way—he regretted not shaving it off sooner.

Not far away, Zhao Hong shot Chen Ye a fierce glare.

She had just been cursing him to slip and cut off that thing on his shoulder instead.

But when she saw Chen Ye's bald pate, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

Without a mirror, Chen Ye's haircut looked like a dog had chewed it—patchy and uneven.

In some spots, due to Hatred's sharpness, he had even drawn blood.

But it stopped quickly.

Still, it didn't look very good!

Zhao Hong didn't laugh, but Number Two beside her burst out laughing first.

Young people couldn't hide their feelings—that was just how it was.

Zhao Hong couldn't help but smile too, but then remembered she had a grudge against Chen Ye and Chu Che.

Both of them immediately put on cold faces again.

"Mr. Chen, how about I help you?"

Just as Chen Ye was stroking his bald head, feeling the touch between his fingers and his scalp, Xu Lina appeared.

This woman with an incredible figure always seemed to carry a dazzling, breathtaking allure.

Chen Ye hesitated briefly, then handed Hatred to Xu Lina.

Even without a mirror, he could tell this haircut job had been a bit sloppy.

Xu Lina had her long-legged cousin Lai Baiwei fetch a basin of hot water.

Then she dipped her hand in the hot water and wet Chen Ye's head.

After that, she took Hatred and carefully began shaving Chen Ye's head.

Her meticulous attention made it seem like she was handling a precious work of art.

She carefully used Hatred to clean up the uneven patches, avoiding the small wounds Chen Ye had accidentally made earlier.

Her cousin Lai Baiwei watched with a mix of emotions.

She hadn't joined the convoy yesterday, so she knew exactly why her cousin was so serious.

Back in the day, before her cousin had become so otherworldly, she had still been quite beautiful.

Once, a male friend of hers had seen a photo of her cousin and kept pestering her to introduce them.

That male friend had been a fish she had kept for a long time.

And just because of that photo, he became utterly obsessed with her cousin.

Back then, her cousin's attitude toward him was completely indifferent.

Even among her own fish pond, that male friend had been a top-tier catch.

And now...

Here, her cousin was being as careful as a maid around this man.

Lai Baiwei didn't know if she should feel envy, or just envy...

Xu Lina quickly shaved Chen Ye's head smooth.

Her warm hand gently caressed his scalp, brushing away the stubble.

Her tender manner was like that of a gentle wife.

Just then, the Pink-haired Girl walked back into camp, wiping sweat, with a sword in hand.

Seeing this scene, her eyes flickered slightly, and she let out a "hmph" through her nose before turning and walking toward her vehicle.

The Pink-haired Girl acted as if she hadn't seen anything.

Chen Ye had Lai Baiwei find a lighter.

He gathered up his shorn hair and set it ablaze.

It wasn't that Chen Ye was being overly cautious.

What kind of Superhumans weren't at the base? What kind of abilities didn't exist there?

If someone with ill intent collected his hair and used it against him, that would be trouble.

Just as the two were glaring at Chen Ye and Chu Che, Little Fish, with her hair tied in a ponytail, bounced past them.

Little Fish's cocky expression made it seem like she hadn't even seen them.

In Little Fish's mind, the two of them were nothing but air.

Being ignored like this left them at a loss for words.

Such a little girl, yet so annoying—clearly, she had been corrupted by Chen Ye and Chu Che.

Yeah, that was it...

After reflecting all night, the two had concluded that the reason they hadn't gotten to eat at the Fair Convoy was that they were too dignified.

When the meal started, everyone had used their own tricks and ran to eat.

But the two of them had only walked quickly.

If they had been in their own camps, that speed would have been fine.

But now they were in the Fair Convoy.

The culture of this convoy was thick-skinned and black-hearted!

The two decided that when the meal started this time, they would not be as dignified as before.

No dignity meant eating your fill; having dignity meant going hungry.

That was the conclusion they had reached.

As for Zhao Hong and Number Two's determination to eat their fill from the Fair Convoy, Wu Zehui and Number One had nothing to say.

But this time, before the food was even ready, Zhao Hong and Number Two had already arrived at the Superhumans' Small Canteen.

Seeing that they were the first to arrive, they felt a bit more at ease.

This morning, the Fair Convoy's breakfast was slightly better than that of their own convoys.

Because today, the breakfast was knife-cut noodles.

The master chef held a large piece of dough, wielding a specialized blade for cutting noodles with practiced skill and fluid movements.

Seeing the boiling white broth in the pot, both of them couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

They seemed absolutely starving!

"Captain Zhao, Number Two, good morning!"

Squad Leader Chu Che grinned at them, seemingly unbothered by the fact that they hadn't eaten a single bite yesterday.

What a thick face.

Both of them silently cursed in their hearts.

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