Chapter 78: The Pink-Haired Inspirational Girl

Several months ago, mobile phones had already lost signal and become useless bricks.

Later, after Shanghai fell, radios stopped receiving any signals.

What happened in the outside world?

The people in the convoy knew nothing about it.

Unexpectedly, Chu Che could actually receive messages from other convoys.

Perhaps this was also one of the Pathfinder's abilities.

Of course, this was just speculation.

Chen Ye's understanding of Sequence Superpowers was still too limited.

Hundreds of Sequence Superpowers, each with its own unique abilities.

Chen Ye wouldn't ask Chu Che why he could contact others.

Just like Chu Che didn't ask Chen Ye why, despite not being a Mechanic Sequence, he could transform a tricycle into an Apocalyptic Pickup Truck.

Chu Che had said, in this kind of apocalypse, everyone has secrets.

Chen Ye didn't even mention foolish words like avoiding other convoys.

First, the convoy was out of water.

Without finding a water source, exchanging some water resources with other convoys was a relatively good solution.

Second, through communication with other convoys, they could obtain some intelligence about the outside world.

Without phones, without computers, obtaining news from the outside world was very difficult.

Now that other convoys had suddenly appeared, even if there was some danger, for the sake of water resources and outside intelligence, this risk was worth taking.

The convoy seemed stable, but it was actually an isolated island in the desert.

After Shanghai fell, what changes occurred in the world's structure?

Did the government have any contingency plans?

Or were there any survivor bases?

For the country's people, this migratory lifestyle was undoubtedly painful.

Only by settling down could they produce, could they reignite the spark of civilization, and even reclaim their cities.

These were all very important.

It's just that when contacting other convoys, they must maintain sufficient vigilance.

Chen Ye helped inspect Chu Che and Sun Xixi's vehicles.

Their vehicles didn't have any major issues, but due to the sandstorm, some sand had gotten inside the cars.

Fortunately, it was discovered in time, avoiding small problems turning into big ones.

Today's desert was still unbearably hot and dry.

The sand dunes in the distance appeared illusory, looking like distorted mirages.

Captain Chu's modified off-road vehicle still led the way, moving at a steady, unhurried pace.

Chen Ye could even hear music coming from inside the vehicle.

This was quite frustrating.

Not to mention his own vehicle being broken, now it didn't even have a vehicle canopy.

In the entire convoy, his vehicle was the most dilapidated.

Although the other vehicles had some external damage, they were at least relatively intact.

Captain Chu sometimes stopped, seemingly looking for direction.

Sometimes he retraced paths they had taken in the morning.

With scarce supplies, the convoy typically only ate two meals a day.

Previously, there were several overweight people in the convoy.

Now they had all become thin.

One after another, thin as bamboo poles, clearly malnourished at first glance.

In this kind of apocalypse, the only benefit was not having to struggle with weight loss.

Even if you wanted to eat, there was nothing available.

The morning porridge had long been digested.

Chen Ye found a small bread from the back seat and slowly nibbled on it.

The little water in the bottle had also been drunk, just barely moistening his lips. Although he wasn't fully hydrated, he couldn't bear to open a new bottle of mineral water.

He stored the bottle carefully - this bottle was also important supplies.

He pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

This slightly eased his anxious mood.

Hot weather easily made people anxious.

Behind Chen Ye's Apocalyptic Pickup Truck was that miraculous low-speed electric vehicle.

So many people had died in that sandstorm.

Yet this old man was still here!!!

This actually surprised Chen Ye a little.

Others had died, but this old man was still alive!

Moreover, that iconic low-speed electric vehicle followed steadily behind his vehicle.

The luggage rack on the roof swayed and wobbled loosely, but just wouldn't fall off.

Chen Ye held the cigarette in his mouth, watching this low-speed electric vehicle in the rearview mirror, momentarily at a loss for words.

You should know, this low-speed electric vehicle ran on electricity.

Under normal circumstances, it should have run out of power long ago.

But this old man was still alive.

The vehicle could still run.

So many people had died, yet this old man was living quite comfortably.

This old man definitely had problems.

But Chen Ye didn't have any intention of probing into the old man's secrets.

This was an apocalypse, not a horror movie.

Those horror movie protagonists, knowing full well there was danger, still went to dangerous places and interacted with dangerous people.

The result was everyone dying until only the movie title remained.

Then another batch of protagonists would appear, continuing to adventure, continuing to die...

Knowing full well this old man might be problematic.

Chen Ye's choice was to stay as far away as possible, prioritizing observation first.

Without figuring out this old man's background, Chen Ye absolutely wouldn't act rashly.

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

Captain Chu found today's resting place.

Behind a sand dune.

The setting sun could provide some shade.

Dinner was still relatively plentiful.

Just somewhat dry.

It seemed the water shortage was already affecting daily life.

As for the other survivors, they were even worse off.

Each person could only get a small sip of water every day, just enough to avoid dying of thirst.

Many survivors already had cracked lips, their entire beings like withered flower buds.

Chen Ye saw Xu Lina.

When this woman saw Chen Ye, she could still barely manage a smile.

"You... would you like some water?"

Chen Ye shook the half bottle of mineral water in his hand.

The woman's eyes seemed glued, staring fixedly at the half bottle of mineral water in Chen Ye's hand, but in the end she shook her head with difficulty.

The woman's eyes seemed glued, staring fixedly at the half bottle of bottled water in Chen Ye's hand, but in the end she shook her head with difficulty.

Xu Lina's hoarse voice showed she was extremely dehydrated.

God knows how much determination it took for this woman to say these words.

What she wanted wasn't just a sip of water.

But the passenger seat of that Apocalyptic Pickup Truck.

The saying "one who doesn't covet small gains must have great ambitions" perfectly described Xu Lina.

Compared to other women in the convoy.

Xu Lina's level was clearly much higher.

Chen Ye looked deeply at this woman, saying nothing.

As for what happened between Chen Ye and Sun Xixi that night.

The entire convoy knew about it.

But Xu Lina didn't even give Chen Ye a resentful glance.

The interaction between Chen Ye and Sun Xixi seemed completely unchanged, their communication was normal, as if nothing had happened that night.

This made Captain Chu, who had been burning with gossipy curiosity, quite uncomfortable.

The night passed without incident.

The vehicle's electrical system upgrade still had twenty-four hours remaining.

It would complete tomorrow at this time.

Fortunately, today's migration journey wasn't long.

The vehicle could barely manage.

In the morning, Chen Ye saw the pink-haired girl return to the convoy covered in sweat.

Had this tall, long-legged, pink-haired, alcoholic high school girl transformed into a tall, long-legged, pink-haired inspirational high school girl?

From the looks of it, this woman must have practiced swordplay all night.

Since that day, Chen Ye had noticed this woman had changed, becoming very diligent.

Today he didn't see this woman drunk either.

After eating, she would find a place to practice swordplay.

According to her cousin Xiao Yu, this woman even meditated in the vehicle during daytime migration.

When they set out this morning.

Iron Lion finally woke up.

The wounds on his body had healed, but the toxins inside hadn't been completely eliminated.

"The Human-Faced Scorpion's poison is very potent. Although it can't kill me, it can temporarily prevent me from fully recovering!"

"At least another week?"

"A week?"

Hearing Iron Lion's muffled voice say these words, everyone fell silent.

According to Captain Chu's information.

They were already very close to the other convoy.

Both sides had been looking for an opportunity that wouldn't attract Anomalies' attention.

After all, with two convoys together, the number of people might be large.

The more people, the more likely they were to attract Anomalies' attention.

And having an important combatant like Iron Lion unable to participate in battle was very troublesome.

Today's migration kept going back and forth repeatedly, as if Captain Chu was avoiding certain things while also trying to reach a specific place.

In the evening, the pickup truck's electrical upgrade system finally completed.

This meant the System had freed up tasks and could deduce methods for cultivating superpowers.