Chapter 33: Chen Ye, Please

Compared to the long-legged girl and Iron Lion, Chen Ye's presence in the convoy as a Support Sequence was quite low.

Nana, being of the Sword Immortal Sequence, wandered around the convoy daily with a longsword on her back.

Just moments ago, she had even sliced a civilian house clean in half with a single sword strike.

In the eyes of the survivors, this long-legged girl was practically a superhero.

Then there was Iron Lion, that massive hulk whose two-meter-plus stature alone exerted immense pressure on people.

And the mysterious and unfathomable Captain Chu Che, who clearly had some real skills.

Only Chen Ye, this newly awakened Sequence Superpower, seemed no different from the other survivors.

If there were an instrument that could measure sequences, it would reveal that Chen Ye's Mechanic Sequence was a fake.

This seemingly unremarkable Support Sequence had now become the other survivors' lifeline.

The steel pipes and baseball bats in the survivors' hands were practically useless against the Corpse Puppets.

Firearms and other such weapons were regulated arms that ordinary people simply couldn't obtain.

After the apocalypse, guns and similar weapons became even rarer.

Even if someone had firearms and ammunition, their effectiveness against Anomalies was quite limited.

Only the hand crossbow in Chen Ye's hands, soaked in black dog blood, could still have some effect on the Corpse Puppets.

It was just that Chen Ye's ruthless decisiveness earlier, using Old Lady Zhao as a human shield without the slightest hesitation, had made some people wary of him.

And now, the big celebrity Zhou Lan had been knocked down by a Corpse Puppet, and perhaps the next second, this celebrity would die.

Facing the Corpse Puppet's inhuman, ghostly visage, Zhou Lan felt all the hairs on her body stand on end.

She desperately fended off the Corpse Puppet before her with the stick in her hands.

"Xiaoxiao!"

Zhou Lan couldn't help but scream out.

Seeing her sister knocked down by a Corpse Puppet, Zhou Xiaoxiao panicked and shouted for Chen Ye's help.

"Chen Ye, save my sister!"

Chen Ye raised his hand and fired a bolt arrow.

The bolt arrow struck a Corpse Puppet's head, sending up a puff of white smoke.

The Corpse Puppet howled and retreated.

Chen Ye glanced at the Zhou sisters, his expression unchanged, his hands never stopping as he quickly drew another bolt arrow, loaded it, and fired.

He repelled another Corpse Puppet that was preparing to pounce.

Seeing that Chen Ye was truly refusing to save them, Zhou Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed with sorrow and resentment.

But at this moment, Zhou Xiaoxiao couldn't care about that anymore. She raised the stick in her hand and ran over to help.

The Corpse Puppets' abilities were quite limited; their strength and agility were only comparable to that of an ordinary, fit adult male.

Driven by the willow branches, they appeared to have gained the ability to fly.

Moreover, ordinary attacks were largely ineffective against them.

The average adult male was no match for a single Corpse Puppet.

And there were so many of them—over a hundred Corpse Puppets under the great willow.

Once one Corpse Puppet latched onto a target, it quickly attracted others to swarm in.

They were much more troublesome than ordinary Anomalies.

Fortunately, Iron Lion and Nana were drawing most of the great willow's attention, allowing survivors like Chen Ye on the periphery to hold out this long.

It wasn't that Chen Ye and the others didn't want to escape the great willow's range.

They simply had nowhere to run.

The great willow's branches seemed capable of infinite extension, making the entire village its battlefield.

Hearing her sister's cry for help, Zhou Xiaoxiao rushed over to assist, using the wooden stick in her hand to push away the Corpse Puppet pinning her sister down.

Just as she pulled her sister up, Zhou Xiaoxiao despairingly realized that several Corpse Puppets had already gathered around them.

Dealing with one Corpse Puppet had already been strenuous enough for the sisters.

Now there were many more surrounding them.

Those pairs of turbid eyes stared fixedly at the sisters, many of the faces still hauntingly familiar.

The threat of death surged in their hearts.

Could it be... that she and her sister would die here today?

The sisters stood back-to-back, each holding a sharpened steel pipe.

Such simple weapons might pose some threat to ordinary people.

But against Corpse Puppets, they were utterly useless.

Zhou Lan gripped the steel pipe, her legs trembling slightly.

Four or five ferocious-looking Corpse Puppets surrounded the sisters.

More Corpse Puppets in the distance were heading their way.

Pairs of turbid eyeballs, gaping mouths, decaying bodies, and waves of foul, putrid smells assailed them.

Zhou Xiaoxiao could even see maggots wriggling on the surfaces of the Corpse Puppets.

These Corpse Puppets still retained human form, but they had lost all humanity.

"Little sister, run first when you get the chance! Just get to Chen Ye's side—even if he doesn't want to save you, you'll be much safer there!"

Zhou Lan gritted her teeth as she instructed her sister.

Zhou Xiaoxiao clenched her teeth fiercely: "Zhou Lan, what nonsense are you spouting? I'd rather die than beg Chen Ye for help!"

Zhou Xiaoxiao bit down hard, her lips bleeding slightly, sweat soaking a strand of hair on her forehead, making her appear utterly disheveled.

As she said this, Zhou Xiaoxiao felt somewhat guilty inside.

"Ahhh~~~"

A scream erupted as a male survivor trying to escape had a Corpse Puppet leap onto his back, its gaping mouth biting toward the nape of his neck.

A spray of blood accompanied the man as he was dragged deep into the great willow's canopy.

The tragedy occurred just four or five meters away from the sisters.

That man had claimed to be an executive at some listed company before the apocalypse and had even pursued Zhou Lan at one point.

Who would have thought he'd die right before their eyes like this?

Zhou Xiaoxiao's pupils trembled violently, her beautiful large eyes welling with tears.

Tears of fear.

Death had happened right in front of her.

Zhou Xiaoxiao looked toward Chen Ye not far away.

"Chen Ye~~~~"

Zhou Xiaoxiao cried out unwillingly.

For the first time, her voice carried a trace of pleading.

This was extremely rare for the usually stubborn Zhou Xiaoxiao.

From the apocalypse until now, Zhou Xiaoxiao had never begged anyone.

But now... she and her sister Zhou Lan were in dire straits.

Chen Ye wasn't in great shape himself at the moment.

But fortunately, he had stored enough black dog blood bolt arrows and could barely hold on.

Although the black dog blood bolt arrows couldn't kill the Corpse Puppets, they could at least repel them.

System notifications flashed before Chen Ye's eyes, but he couldn't be bothered to count them right now.

At this moment, Chen Ye could only pray that Nana and Iron Lion would act quickly.

Otherwise, if this continued, he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.

As for the other survivors, Chen Ye didn't care about them at all.

Suddenly hearing his name.

Chen Ye paused slightly, then saw four or five Corpse Puppets surrounding the Zhou sisters.

The steel pipes in the Zhou sisters' hands were like children's toys against these Corpse Puppets.

In just a few seconds, these sisters would be torn to shreds by the Corpse Puppets.

The looks the Zhou sisters gave him were filled with entreaty and pity.

Like little puppies in the cold wind, casting pleading glances toward their owner.

Seeing Chen Ye turn his head.

The sisters' eyes lit up with hope.

Zhou Xiaoxiao's large eyes filled with tears at this moment, endless regret and hope intertwined: "Please! Chen Ye! Save us!"

One second ago, she had said she'd rather die than beg for help.

The next second, facing imminent death, with death so close to her.

The shift happened so quickly that even Zhou Xiaoxiao herself hadn't expected it.