Chapter 109: Shadow Dragging

When Fourth Brother heard these words, he also thought Second Brother had gone crazy.

His courage was already small to begin with, and hearing Second Brother's words made him want to turn around and run immediately.

"Second Brother, we... should probably..."

"At least for now we just have less water. Old Bao and the others won't let us die of thirst. I'll go help Old Bao clean the car tomorrow morning, and help Aunt Qu with her tasks - I should be able to earn some water that way."

"Also, we can help make camel jerky too..."

Within the convoy, as long as you weren't particularly lazy, Old Bao could provide plenty of work for everyone.

Although they had already decided to abandon some people.

But if all the survivors died, it wouldn't be good for the convoy.

Therefore, whether it was Chu Che, the Pink-haired Girl, Iron Lion, or Ding Dong.

Even Chen Ye followed this rule.

If you had a special skill, you could even live quite comfortably in the convoy.

Like the woman surnamed Qu who constantly helped with cooking, and several young men who knew how to repair vehicles.

Their lives were slightly better than the other survivors.

"Bullshit! I've been running around working so hard, all for that little bit of stuff - they're treating us like beggars!"

"Boss, Fourth Brother, don't be afraid. I've already found out everything."

"That Chen Ye sleeps in his tent every night. His water is in the back seat of the cab. As long as we're careful, we can definitely get some."

"We won't confront him directly this time."

"Even if we're discovered, we'll just say we were taking a walk."

"As for Chu Che's side, forget about it. There are three of them - that old bastard Old Bao is as cunning as a monkey, plus he has that assistant Xiao Wang. We'd never find an opportunity to strike."

"That pink-haired girl isn't easy to deal with either. There are two of them."

"Iron Lion and Ding Dong's side is even more out of the question - a whole vehicle of people. They'd probably discover us before we even got close."

"Compared to the others, Chen Ye is the easiest target."

"No matter how powerful he is, he's still just one person. Can he really stay awake all night watching?"

"Besides, I don't plan to confront him directly. I haven't lost my mind."

"Boss, Fourth Brother, do you dare?"

After being persuaded by Second Brother, Boss began to hesitate.

As for Fourth Brother, his eyes showed terror - clearly he didn't dare.

Second Brother got angry: "Fourth Brother, you coward! If you don't dare to go, then stay put. When I get the water, don't you dare drink a single drop!"

"Second Brother, Boss! That Chen Ye isn't easy to deal with! Don't go! Please don't go!"

Fourth Brother tried to stop them.

Second Brother kicked him aside, and together with Boss, they slowly moved toward the pickup truck under cover of darkness.

Fourth Brother could only stand there anxiously.

When Second Brother and Boss moved up to the vehicle and carefully observed, they discovered Chen Ye was indeed not in the car.

There seemed to be breathing sounds coming from the nearby tent.

The two felt reassured.

They divided tasks clearly - Boss was responsible for keeping watch, Second Brother was responsible for the action.

Keeping watch meant watching Chen Ye's tent to prevent him from suddenly waking up.

Second Brother slowly approached the Apocalyptic Pickup Truck.

But in their blind spot, a dark shadow slowly extended from beneath the vehicle, like an octopus tentacle.

Second Brother looked carefully and found the door was locked. He reached into his pants pocket and found a piece of wire.

Second Brother had been a rogue in the past and had done plenty of petty theft.

Picking a car door wasn't difficult for him.

Second Brother felt something wrap around his waist. He reached to touch it - cold and icy.

Before Second Brother could react, he felt his entire body lose balance and fall to the ground.

"Ah...~ Boss, save..."

Before the last word could leave his mouth, his entire body was dragged under the vehicle.

Then came the sound of muscles and bones being crushed, even drowning out Second Brother's final words in these terrifying sounds.

This was precisely the Apocalyptic Pickup Truck's third ability: Shadow Drag.

At the same time, the Apocalyptic Pickup Truck's fuel gauge was slowly turning.

Previously, Chu Che had given thirty liters of fuel, which had long been depleted after these days of consumption.

If not for the electric system keeping it going, the vehicle would have broken down long ago.

But now, the fuel gauge had turned to the very top, showing the fuel tank was completely full.

This vehicle's fuel tank capacity was sixty liters.

This fuel tank was actually the two tanks they found at the major car crash site, modified by the System.

At that time, to save Slaughter Points, Chen Ye had been willing to do anything.

For an off-road vehicle meant for long-distance travel, such fuel tank capacity was obviously somewhat small.

Shadow Drag could crush and decompose target organisms into fuel.

This ability was making its first appearance in the world.

Boss watched with his own eyes as Second Brother was dragged under the vehicle. Stunned speechless, he scrambled back in terror.

As for why he didn't scream in fear.

It was because Boss had been scared out of his wits. His vocal cords spasmed due to extreme terror, making it impossible to make any sound.

However, Second Brother's brief cry for help still attracted some people's attention.

Inside Captain Chu's tent.

Hearing the exclamation coming from the Eavesdropping Radio.

Chu Che frowned: "What is Chen Ye up to now?"

As for Chen Ye, he had noticed these two fools the moment they approached.

As Sequence Superhumans, it was already difficult for ordinary people to evade their hearing and sight.

Unless they were Anomalies.

As for Boss who escaped, well, let him live for now.

What if all the ordinary survivors died out?

If they really encountered Anomalies, who would serve as the gecko's severed tail?

The next day.

The convoy was missing one person.

Old Bao asked about it.

Boss said Second Brother had gone crazy and ran off during the night.

Old Bao didn't ask further.

Such situations did occur.

If you stared at the blood moon at night, mental breakdowns could happen.

This had occurred several times in the convoy before.

When they set off in the morning, Chen Ye saw the fuel tank was full.

"It seems a sixty-liter fuel tank isn't the limit for Shadow Drag."

"System, how many Slaughter Points would it take to change the main fuel tank to ninety liters and add a seventy-liter auxiliary fuel tank?"

Chen Ye directly began his consultation mentally.

If he could have a 160-liter fuel tank, plus the Shadow Drag ability, and an electric system.

He would basically solve his energy consumption problems.

Seeing that it actually required three thousand Slaughter Points, Chen Ye almost swore out loud.

No choice - if he didn't provide any materials or conditions himself and had the System provide both labor and materials, the price would be outrageous.

He still had over four thousand Slaughter Points left.

Spending three thousand really wasn't worth it.

If he needed Slaughter Points for something important later and didn't have enough, that would be troublesome.

After thinking about it, he could only shelve this plan for now.

Sixty liters would have to do - at least it could last for a while.

The journey that followed remained largely unchanged.

The weather was still unbearably hot.

By noon, the convoy had lost twelve more people today.

Still the water source problem.

The already pitifully small drinking water ration had been further reduced by Old Bao and Old Li working together.

Even if the survivors protested, it was useless.

Many people's bodies were already showing symptoms of dehydration and couldn't move at all.

Camels also began dying in large numbers.

The bizarrely high temperatures, combined with the inability to obtain food and other factors.

Drastically reduced the camels' theoretical survival time without food.

Camels died in large numbers.

Causing many survivors to lose their means of transportation, forcing them to trek through the desert on foot.

This vicious cycle further accelerated the survivors' deaths.

By this time, even Superhumans like Chen Ye were almost out of drinking water.

Chu Che and the Pink-haired Girl had already stopped giving drinking water to ordinary survivors.

The only one still doing this was Iron Lion, that big fool.

Of course, nobody knew that Chen Ye's drinking water reserves were more than everyone imagined.

After all, the resources allocated to him were only for his personal use.

Even though he had traded some to exchange for Bull Bones to upgrade the Apocalyptic Pickup Truck, he had still saved some.

This drinking water was hidden between the vehicle's chassis beams, tied up with ropes.

This drinking water was Chen Ye's final reserve.

Although these Superhumans were stronger than ordinary people, they still hadn't transcended the category of ordinary humans.

Without water for extended periods, they would still die.

That water would only be brought out by Chen Ye when everyone else was dead.

This was Chen Ye's final fallback.

The convoy that originally had nearly a hundred people.

Now only had about seventy people left.

The Apocalyptic Pickup Truck now didn't care much about fuel consumption.

Chen Ye even ran the electric fan twenty-four hours a day.

The car windows were also rolled down.

The wind blowing in was hot.

It wasn't exactly stuffy, but his grime-encrusted body felt uncomfortable.

Chen Ye could even smell the stench emanating from his own body.

It had been almost half a year since he last bathed.

And in these daily high temperatures too.

Wait, in this scorching hot wind, why was there a hint of coolness?