Chapter 51: Alternatives to Alternatives

Against the backdrop of the current apocalypse, the role of a good vehicle was irreplaceable.

With Pathfinder Sequence supernaturals leading convoys in constant migration on the roads, a modified off-road vehicle that could carry supplies while also providing shelter was the most envied possession among survivors.

Many people in the convoy greatly admired those two modified off-road vehicles.

If they were in the cities now, obtaining an unclaimed vehicle wouldn't be difficult.

But no one dared to go.

The more densely populated major cities were now the most terrifying places.

When Captain Chu led survivors in choosing routes, they stayed as far away from these areas as possible, mostly selecting paths through sparsely populated, rarely traveled areas.

Only by choosing such routes could they escape the pursuit of Anomalies.

Therefore, obtaining a vehicle wasn't easy.

When they saw dozens of vehicles ahead, many survivors shared Chen Ye's excited mindset.

With dozens of vehicles parked there, surely they could find at least one suitable car?

"Yahoo~~~ I'm going ahead!"

A young man riding a motorcycle roared past Chen Ye's tricycle, even raising an eyebrow at Chen Ye as he passed.

It seemed like both a challenge and a show of pride.

Among the four Sequence supernaturals in the convoy, only Chen Ye's tricycle was the most dilapidated.

"Young man, good luck—maybe you'll get a good vehicle today. This old man is going ahead first!"

The low-speed electric vehicle also roared past him.

In the past, it would have been uncertain whether Chen Ye's tricycle or the old man's low-speed electric vehicle was faster.

But after Chen Ye added the vehicle canopy, even twisting the throttle to the limit, the speed still wouldn't increase.

Chen Ye's lips curled slightly, a hint of sinister mockery flashing in his eyes.

These people really didn't treat Sequence supernaturals as supernaturals at all.

The motorcycle that had just rushed past Chen Ye skidded, let out a scream, and directly flipped into the desert beside the highway.

The motorcycle crashed onto the road surface, directly blocking the path of the low-speed electric vehicle.

Who would have thought the low-speed electric vehicle would twist left and right, effortlessly maneuvering around the obstructing motorcycle.

"You brat, serves you right for showing off! Now you've gotten your comeuppance, hahahaha..."

The old man even shamelessly mocked the motorcycle rider who had been thrown into disarray.

This infuriated the motorcycle rider, who groaned and cursed loudly.

The tricycle also deftly navigated around the fallen motorcycle, slowly moving forward.

Large-scale accident scenes involving dozens of vehicles were something previously only seen in news reports, always feeling like just news stories.

When the tricycle approached the scene, Chen Ye could finally feel the shocking impact of the collision.

The most severely crashed vehicles were completely deformed, barely recognizable as cars anymore.

Several other vehicles had burned down to just their frames.

But no people were visible anywhere.

Not just living people—there weren't even any corpses.

This was an extremely bizarre situation.

Chen Ye parked his tricycle, lit a Ta cigarette, exhaled smoke, adding a few more clouds of smoke swirling around him.

The smoke-mimicked kitten circled around his feet.

Several survivors noticed Chen Ye's situation, secretly glancing over with expressions mixing envy and wariness.

"Sis, didn't you say Chen Ye has a Support Sequence? He doesn't really look like it!"

After meeting Chen Ye's gaze, Zhou Xiaoxiao quickly turned her head and whispered to her sister.

Zhou Lan instead gave Chen Ye a friendly smile before saying, "I don't know, don't meddle in others' business. Hurry and see if there are any supplies we can use!"

The sisters also parked their vehicle and quickly headed toward the large accident scene.

The survivors at this moment were like scavengers, all filled with anticipation.

Chen Ye planned to find a less severely damaged vehicle for transportation.

With his system, as long as the damage wasn't too serious, he could restore it to perfect condition.

The vehicles at the accident's epicenter were definitely not worth considering.

The first vehicle Chen Ye approached was a two-door compact car.

This car had been jokingly called "chopped pepper fish head" by netizens. Before the apocalypse, this "chopped pepper fish head" had been wildly popular nationwide, favored by many young mothers and office workers.

Although its range was less than a hundred kilometers, it could still meet the daily needs of these groups.

Therefore, its sales had been astonishingly high.

Chen Ye was interested in this car mainly because it was the closest and in relatively good condition, with almost no dents or scratches.

While charging was problematic, for Chen Ye, it wasn't an unsolvable issue.

Upgrading a couple of solar charging panels should solve the power supply problem.

In the future, he wouldn't need to risk searching for gasoline.

This was one point that appealed to Chen Ye.

However, this car essentially had no trunk, forcing him to use the back seat as storage space, with the roof potentially solving part of the problem.

It couldn't compare at all to the storage space of his tricycle.

Chen Ye just wanted to take a look first—whether he would choose it or not, he'd decide later.

Other survivors had also taken an interest in this car, but when they saw Chen Ye approaching, they had to stop and head toward other vehicles.

When the tricycle approached the scene, Chen Ye could finally feel the shocking impact of the collision.

However, there were sunglasses next to the driver's seat, which delighted Chen Ye.

Walking through the desert every day, the direct sunlight not only raised temperatures but the glaring sun often made it hard to keep eyes open.

Reaching out to open the door, he found it was locked.

His modified body possessed strength beyond ordinary humans.

Chen Ye exerted force, violently wrenching the door open.

After a tearing sound, the door opened.

A wave of heat immediately rushed out from the cabin, along with the smell of baked plastic.

Not worrying about that, Chen Ye directly had the smoke kitten rush into the car, pick up the sunglasses in its mouth, and place them in his hand.

After several days of practice, the smoke kitten could handle such tasks.

Putting on the sunglasses instantly made his eyes feel much more comfortable.

Blocking the glaring sunlight, the world before him became much clearer.

If this were before the apocalypse, just a pair of sunglasses would never have made Chen Ye this happy.

But now it was the apocalypse, where every bit of supplies was precious.

Chen Ye got into the car, preparing to try starting this "chopped pepper fish head" to check its condition.

But the vehicle showed no response at all.

Clearly, after too much time, the car's battery had drained and couldn't start.

Chen Ye felt slightly disappointed, and could only search the car for any other supplies.

Unfortunately, he didn't find anything useful.

Just as Chen Ye was preparing to check other vehicles, an idea occurred to him.

Chen Ye placed his hand on the car, and a system dialog box appeared before his eyes.

"System, monitor vehicle condition!"

The system quickly responded.

Chen Ye closed the car door with satisfaction.

This "chopped pepper fish head" wasn't bad—he'd keep it as a backup option.

Time to check other vehicles.

Not far away was a Wrangler, though it had rolled onto its side.

Several survivors were circling around it—worth checking out, might bring some surprises.