Doomsday Sequence Convoy: I can upgrade supplies

Chapter 1 Don't fall behind!

The sky was dark, and the drizzling rain mixed with the earthy smell entered Chu Sheng's nostrils.

His clothes were soaked through, but Chu Sheng didn't dare to stop and could only grit his teeth and keep up with the group.

We can't fall behind here!

Falling behind means death!
About six months ago, a deafening roar came from the sky and then exploded in front of everyone.

It really exploded.

Chu Sheng could not describe the scene at that time, nor could he use words to describe how the sky exploded.

All he knew was that a sudden loud noise woke him up. He initially thought it was just another accident downstairs, and he had just walked to the window to see what was going on when the sky exploded.

Then came the apocalypse.

Countless strange occurrences emerged, especially in crowded places, which became disaster zones.

He hid at home, afraid to make a sound, which is how he escaped the bizarre killings of the previous three days.

All information was obtained through his mobile phone, and as he sought more and more information, Chu Sheng's heart grew more and more desperate.

In less than three days, many small countries were destroyed, and countless strange phenomena raged everywhere. In less than a month, Changjiang City, where he lived, fell to the enemy, and 99% of its more than two million inhabitants died.

Chu Sheng and the other survivors escaped, but he no longer knows what the outside world is like now.

Disconnected.

No! To be more precise, no one broadcasts anymore, and radios have become true electronic waste, serving no purpose whatsoever.

Chu Sheng, carrying his luggage, mingled with the crowd and walked forward in the light rain. Around him, some people were pedaling bicycles, while others were driving motorcycles and cars.

The group used a variety of vehicles, but the only thing they had in common was that they all followed the four cars at the front.

"Next time, I must find a car that can provide shelter from the wind and rain."

Chu Sheng looked at those people driving four-wheeled vehicles, his eyes filled with envy, and tightened his grip on the butcher knife.

Despite the apocalypse lasting so long, Chu Sheng had managed to acquire a car; on the contrary, every day, people in his team had to abandon their vehicles due to lack of gasoline.

But they had no gasoline, and Chu Sheng had no gasoline either.

I did have a bicycle before, but...

Chu Sheng's gaze fell on a thug with dyed yellow hair but black roots and tattooed arms not far away.

The last time the convoy passed through a small town, when Chu Sheng went to collect supplies, his bicycle was stolen by this tattooed thug.

However, when Chu Sheng returned, the convoy had already started its journey.

It wasn't that Chu Sheng didn't want to take it back, but the rule of this caravan was that they couldn't cause trouble during the migration.

Chu Sheng had no choice but to temporarily abandon his idea of ​​taking back the bicycle.

Seemingly noticing Chu Sheng's gaze, the tattooed thug riding a bicycle not far away turned his head to meet his eyes, revealing a smug smile.

He seemed quite pleased with himself for stealing Chu Sheng's bicycle, especially after seeing Chu Sheng walking in the rain; he was even more smug.

Although riding a bicycle means getting wet in the rain, it's still better than walking.

Chu Sheng's gaze turned colder as he looked at the tattooed thug.

He will surely die during the next supply resupply!
Chu Sheng was never a good person; in fact, he considered himself a bad person.

No one has ever been able to disgust him and then be happy about it; there was none before the apocalypse, and there certainly won't be any after.

In his mind, the tattooed thug was already a dead man. The reason he didn't kill him while he was sleeping was simply because it wasn't the right time yet.

It's been raining for the past few days, so the convoy isn't moving very fast. There's not much difference between walking and cycling, but the next supply resupply is almost here.

Once the supplies are collected, Chu Sheng will have two sets of supplies.

One copy is from my own collection, the other is from a tattooed thug.
Just then, a voice came from ahead: "Rest here tonight, you can stay until 10 a.m. tomorrow, and you should be able to reach the next supply point the day after tomorrow."

Hearing this, many people breathed a sigh of relief.

It has been seven days since the last supply.

Many people have run out of supplies, and if they are not replenished, they may starve to death.

Chu Sheng had ample supplies, and a significant portion of the convoy consisted of families, with only one or two people going to collect supplies each time.

After all, collecting supplies is not as simple as it seems.

The supernatural prefers crowded places; the more people there are, the more it attracts the supernatural.

Places where supplies can be replenished will inevitably be crowded before the apocalypse, meaning that every replenishment will be a life-or-death decision.

Even if the end of the world comes, not everyone will have the courage.

Many people collect supplies to provide to their loved ones.

Even now, almost six months after the apocalypse, there are still elderly people and children in the convoy.

Many people disliked these elderly people and children, believing they were a burden to the convoy, but Chu Sheng quite liked them.

After all, if they were there, they could buy some time if the strange creature caught up.

These elderly people and children are their tails, and they are the tails of the cars in front.

The difference is clear.

As the convoy stopped, tents were gradually set up around the area.

Chu Sheng did the same, taking the tent out of his backpack, setting it up, and immediately crawling inside. While getting wet in the rain isn't fatal, it can cause colds and fevers. In the apocalypse, if you get sick and there's no one to take care of you, there's only one word: death.

dead!
Chu Sheng unzipped his clothes in the tent, then took out several bottles of cold medicine he had collected and swallowed two pills.

Regardless of whether I'll get sick, I'll eat it first.

He has been doing this all along.

After taking the medicine, Chu Sheng took his supplies out of his backpack.

Most of his current food consists of self-heating hot pot and self-heating rice that he collected last time. Although they got wet in the rain along with his backpack, it didn't affect their edibility.

Chu Sheng was the kind of person who only needed to eat his fill to support his entire family. After several resupply runs, his food was not only not running out, but could last him at least for more than half a month.

After putting away the butcher knife, Chu Sheng fetched half a bottle of water from outside. After preparing the self-heating hot pot, he poured the water onto the self-heating pack and looked at the hot pot in front of him with some anticipation.

Chu Sheng was already very satisfied to be able to have such a meal in the post-apocalyptic environment.

It's much better than those people outside who share a single loaf of bread.

Since the end of the world, what has sustained his belief is every meal.

But at that moment, a message appeared before his eyes.

Upgrading to a self-heating hot pot requires 5 survival points. Should I upgrade?

"Has it awakened? Or has it been affected by something strange?" Chu Sheng's eyes, which had been filled with anticipation because dinner was about to start, instantly turned wary.

He didn't feel excited or happy about the information he saw; instead, he subconsciously thought that someone wanted to harm him.

He survived the apocalypse to this day because of his caution, and secondly because of his ruthlessness.

Although there are two possibilities, Chu Sheng actually prefers the first one.

I've probably awakened myself?

You should know that the team leader is an Awakened One.

Moreover, they are the kind of awakened individuals who can sense the eerie atmosphere around them.

The strangeness is unlikely to penetrate his perception.

This is also an important reason why he was able to lead everyone to migrate during the apocalypse.

When the apocalypse came six months ago, it wasn't just the bizarre that descended.

Along with the eeriness came an awakening from the depths of the human soul.

sequence!

Extraordinary Sequence!

Even when the internet still existed, messages about sequences circulated online.

As far as Chu Sheng knew, those who achieved the Awakening Sequence relied entirely on luck.

Of course, the truth of this matter is unknown; it's possible that it was deliberately spread by those who have awakened the sequence.

Looking at the information before him, Chu Sheng shook his head slightly. Whether or not he had awakened, he would know once he tried.

After canceling the upgrade of the self-heating hot pot, Chu Sheng picked up the pig-slaughtering knife beside him, stared intently for a moment, and then another message appeared before his eyes.

Upgrading the butcher knife requires 100 survival points. Should I upgrade it?

"What exactly is this survival point?" Chu Sheng wondered, but without the slightest hesitation, he immediately decided to upgrade.

As soon as he confirmed it, a white light appeared on the butcher knife, which then quickly disappeared.

The pig-slaughtering knife hasn't changed much; the blade just seems to be sharper, and some of the original rust has disappeared.

Chu Sheng found this pig-slaughtering knife in a village. It was an old-fashioned, long pig-slaughtering knife that could also be used as a wood-chopping knife. When he found it, it was already covered in rust. He also found a whetstone along with it.

After Chu Sheng sharpened the pig-slaughtering knife, he re-sharpened it.

However, there are still rust stains on it that cannot be polished off, but it was enough for the time being.

Now, this knife has been upgraded and is as good as new. The gleaming blade makes it impossible to doubt that it can easily disembowel someone.

"Good knife!"

Upgrade complete. The butcher knife has been upgraded to a butcher knife.

[Remaining Survival Points: 0]

One knife, and the survival point is gone.

Although Chu Sheng didn't know where this thing came from, he knew that if he wanted to survive in the apocalypse, he would most likely have to rely on this system-like ability.

Putting the problem aside for the time being, Chu Sheng calculated the time and realized that the self-heating hot pot was almost ready. He was about to lift the lid when a fragrant aroma immediately hit him, making his mouth water.

But just as he was about to start eating, he heard some light footsteps outside the tent.

The raindrops pattered against the tent, and the faint footsteps were almost inaudible if one didn't listen carefully.

Chu Sheng smirked, "Another bunch of fearless bastards! Even if we kill them, we won't get any supplies."

He muttered to himself, and although he said he was powerful, he still carefully held the butcher knife in his hand and then gently squatted in the middle of the tent.

Chu Sheng's gaze followed the faint footsteps outside, his hand gripping the butcher knife tightly, his eyes now filled with a fierce intensity.

(End of this chapter)