Sequence Highway Survival: I Upgrade Supplies in the Apocalypse

However...

At this morning's breakfast, Captain Zhao and Number Two still didn't get to eat.

The two stared red-eyed at the empty pot, nothing left but some noodle soup.

The huge pot of knife-cut noodles from before had vanished in just one second.

Zhao Hong and Number Two had done their mental preparation this time, leaving their pride at home.

They'd even planned to make up for the meal they'd missed yesterday afternoon.

But in the end, they still didn't get to eat.

They'd still underestimated just how difficult it was to eat at the Fair Convoy.

For that bite of food, those shameless bastards from the Fair Convoy actually used their Supernatural Power.

And just now, a thick fog had swept past the two of them.

Within that fog, sight, hearing, taste, and everything else...

All of it was blocked out.

The two had thought they were under attack by Anomalies...

When the fog dissipated...

Nothing was left.

Number Two's eyes welled up with tears, the corners of his mouth drooping slightly, looking like he was about to burst into tears at any moment.

Number Two gritted his teeth, wiped his tears with his sleeve, stubborn as a bullied little donkey, and stood up to walk out.

Even as he walked, he cursed: "You're too much, all of you are way too much..."

Zhao Hong stared blankly at the empty pot.

She gritted her teeth, then directly picked up the entire pot and turned to leave.

At least there was still some noodle soup in it.

Something was better than nothing, right?

Dantai Bie said hesitantly: "Yezi, aren't we going a bit too far?"

Chen Ye stuffed the knife-cut noodles into his mouth, muttering dismissively: "If you feel sorry for them, why don't you give them your own bowl?"

Dantai Bie hastily shielded his big bowl: "No way, I fought tooth and nail to snatch this from your bowl!"

Chen Ye rolled his eyes. Not everyone could be a saint.

If you wanted to be a saint, you first had to be prepared to go hungry yourself.

In an apocalypse like this, half a loaf of bread could turn a man who'd been honest for decades into a wild beast.

Logically speaking, on the Haosheng Hotel matter, Wu Zehui and Number One had indeed put in serious effort.

Chen Ye had a good impression of both of them.

But Chu Che had developed some friction with the two convoys over certain supplies.

Yet Chen Ye supported Chu Che's approach.

In the apocalypse, every bit of supplies was precious.

Besides, he was a member of the Fair Convoy.

What Chu Che did, while morally questionable, was in defense of the Fair Convoy's interests, and by extension, his own interests.

So Chen Ye supported Chu Che unconditionally.

Where you sit determines what you stand for—that was Chen Ye.

No matter what, Chen Ye's seat was firmly on the Fair Convoy's side.

As for Zhao Hong and Number Two not managing to eat back half a day's worth of supplies?

Well, that was just their own uselessness.

Chen Ye wolfed down his entire massive bowl of knife-cut noodles, patted his belly with satisfaction, and didn't leave a drop of the soup, drinking it down sip by sip.

Dantai Bie didn't even bother with his usual chattering, burying his head in his huge bowl and scarfing down food.

That guy already had the Fair Convoy's genes in him.

"Hey... Chu Che, Captain Chu!"

Just then, a sharp, thin voice suddenly sounded from outside the camp.

Chu Che hurriedly picked up his bowl and stood up.

"Elder Hou..."

At that moment, Hou Junji was standing outside the camp's courtyard with two people.

One of them was an old acquaintance of the Fair Convoy—Cha Wu, the City Lord of Oasis City.

Only now, City Lord Cha Wu looked even more aged than before.

Previously, this old man gave people the feeling he could drop dead at any moment.

But now...

This guy gave people the impression that the death aura on him was even heavier.

As if he'd already died once.

He had an air of not caring about anything at all.

This man was a Pathfinder Sequence 4 and also an Array Master Sequence 4.

Just that Sequence aptitude alone made him the first person anyone had ever seen.

Dual Sequence 4—unmatched by anyone.

But this man wasn't a qualified City Lord.

Otherwise, Oasis wouldn't have become a new Uninhabited Forbidden Zone.

The other person was someone they didn't recognize at all, though he looked pretty old, around forty or fifty, with a big pot belly, dressed like an office director from a state-owned enterprise before the apocalypse.

This man wore a black administrative jacket, had a chubby face, and looked at everyone with a smiling, friendly expression.

Only, this "Office Director" stood a bit further away from City Lord Cha Wu.

As if afraid of catching the bad luck radiating from City Lord Cha.

"Chu Che, I don't need to introduce City Lord Cha any further..."

"This is Old Wang, also a remarkable Array Master Sequence 2. This time, City Lord Cha and Old Wang will go with you to seal the Haosheng Hotel!"

"Captain Chu, I burned a lot of face pulling these people for you. Don't screw this up for me!"

The bird on Elder Hou's shoulder chirped noisily.

Sometimes, Chen Ye genuinely wondered whether this Elder Hou was actually the bird, or the mute himself.

When Chu Che heard these two were coming, a hint of delight crossed his face, but he still said: "Elder Hou, just these two? I'm afraid that's not enough!"

Hou Junji seemed to have already anticipated how troublesome Chu Che would be. The bird on his shoulder sighed and said: "I knew you'd be hard to deal with, you little brat. Xiong Baochun and Song Wei will be coming along this time!"

"You baldy, don't give me any more trouble!"

Chu Che hadn't expected Hou Junji to have given him the nickname "baldy" behind his back. His face twitched, and his expression darkened.

Baldy?

I, Captain Chu, am a baldy?

What the hell...

But before Chu Che could protest, Hou Junji turned and left, apparently having no intention of tangling with Chu Che at all.

Actually, regarding the Haosheng Hotel matter, Senior Observer Song Wei had reported everything to Hou Junji upon returning.

Hou Junji's initial thought was: This happened on the Fair Convoy's turf, so let them handle it themselves.

After all, Sunset Avenue would be their territory from now on.

Whose territory, whose problem.

But before Hou Junji could relax, Chu Che came knocking.

The Haosheng Hotel was clearly a hot potato. Who knew what had happened in Room 23 to create that Hanging Corpse Forest?

Hou Junji didn't want to investigate it at all, much less deal with it.

But Chu Che had come straight to the point.

Hou Junji still remembered how that shameless captain had put it.

"Elder Hou, if you don't handle this, and something from Room 23 gets out, my Fair Convoy will be the first to run!"

"Don't blame me for not warning you!"

"If the Xi City we fought so hard to take becomes a new Uninhabited Forbidden Zone, don't blame me!"

And just like that, what was originally the Fair Convoy's own business.

Was forcefully framed by Chu Che as the Silent Council's business.

That was the only way to force Hou Junji, that bastard, to deal with it.

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