Apocalyptic Extraordinary Convoy, I'm really not weird!

The leather jacket's lips trembled as he tried to say something, but found himself unable to utter a single word.

He wanted to run away.

But my legs wouldn't obey me.

He wanted to beg for mercy.

But my throat felt like it was blocked by something.

Su Ye didn't give him a chance.

He moved.

It was still that kind of speed that left people unable to react. Three meters, covered in a single stride.

The leather jacket man felt a blur before his eyes, and the next second, a hand was already gripping his throat.

The hand was incredibly strong, like an iron clamp, making it impossible for him to break free.

"No, no—"

The leather jacket finally regained its voice and hoarsely shouted,

"I give up! I'll give you all the stars! All of them!"

Su Ye looked at him and shook her head.

"Once you're in the Colosseum, there's only one way out."

Tighten your fingers.

The man in the leather jacket stared wide-eyed, kicked wildly with his feet off the ground, and frantically pounded on Su Ye's arm with his hands.

But the arm remained motionless, like a cast iron pillar.

A few seconds later, his struggles gradually stopped.

Her body went limp and slumped down.

Su Ye released his grip, letting the corpse slide to the ground.

---

The arena fell completely silent.

Three corpses lay sprawled on the ground, their blood slowly seeping into the gray earth.

Su Ye stood still, looking down at her hands.

In the battle just now, he did not use any strange power or any ability beyond that of an ordinary person.

It was just a purely physical reaction and killing technique.

This was a feeling he hadn't experienced in a long time—pure, primal killing.

After obtaining the power of the sequence, he became increasingly reliant on it, on those strange tentacles, and on his superhuman regenerative abilities.

But those three seconds reminded him of something:

Before becoming an Awakened One, he was able to survive the apocalypse thanks to these things: reaction, judgment, skill, and the ability to take someone's life without hesitation when necessary.

These things have never disappeared.

It was just covered up.

Su Ye snapped out of her thoughts and walked toward the three corpses.

On the wristband, the stars began to dance.

The bald man's twenty-five stars, the bearded man's twenty-one stars, and the leather jacket man's thirty-two stars were all transferred into his account.

178 + 25 + 21 + 32 = 256.

Su Ye looked at the number and nodded slightly.

not bad.

Just as he was about to turn and leave, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something flashing in the dim light next to the body in the leather jacket.

He walked over and bent down to examine it.

The leather jacket was clenched tightly in his hand, and a faint, warm sheen shone through his fingers.

Su Ye pried open his fingers, and a stone rolled out.

It's about the size of an egg and feels slightly heavy in your hand.

Its color is warm and lustrous like jade, yet it is not jade; what is most striking is the pattern on it.

Those patterns are not man-made, but rather naturally formed, with fine, intertwined lines spreading out on the surface of the stone.

Some resemble flowing rivers, some resemble spreading roots, and some vaguely show a certain regular shape, like some kind of ancient symbol, yet it is hard to say what it is.

Su Ye looked at it over and over several times, but couldn't recognize what material it was made of.

He tried to infuse a trace of strange power into it.

The stone did not react.

He tried scratching it with his fingernail.

The stone surface was hard, and not even a white mark was left.

What's so hard?

Something from a strange world?

Or did the leather jacket find it somewhere?

Without thinking much, Su Ye stuffed the stone into his pocket.

On the wristband, besides the stars, cards began to be transferred in.

The twenty-one leather jackets, the nineteen bald heads, and the twenty bearded men all transformed into streams of light and flowed into his wristband.

Sixty cards.

Although I don't know what use the cards are now, since we paid for tickets to go up to the second floor, there shouldn't be any danger here, and there might even be some benefits.

Su Ye withdrew his gaze and waited for the teleportation.

A few seconds later, space distorted again, and his figure disappeared from the arena.

---

When they returned to the passage, the thin young man was still standing in the same spot.

When he saw Su Ye appear alone, his face turned deathly pale.

"Where...where are they?"

Su Ye looked at him without saying a word.

The young people understand.

"No, don't kill me..."

He stumbled backward, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground.

"I...I didn't mean to take you, those three forced me to come...I...I just followed...I didn't do anything..."

Su Ye walked past him without turning back.

A young man's voice came from behind, trembling with sobs:

"Th-thank you... thank you for not killing me..."

Su Ye continued walking and disappeared at the end of the passage.

---

At the edge of the viewing platform, Su Ye found an empty sofa and sat down.

He looked down at the bracelet:

Stars: 256

Cards: 848

It's still quite a distance from four hundred, let alone five hundred, or even a thousand.

He reached into his pocket and touched the stone. It was still warm. As his fingertips traced the lines, he could vaguely feel a strange rhythm, as if something was slowly flowing inside the stone.

What is this thing?

Where did it come from?

Unable to come up with an answer, Su Ye put the stone away again and turned her gaze to the lobby on the first floor below the glass curtain wall.

They were able to find Chen Shou and his group.

However, Chen Shou and his team were not in good condition.

There were six of them, four men and two women. However, after Lin Wei lost her Sequence Power, she became an ordinary girl, so like Lin Xiaowei, she had virtually no fighting ability.

Of the four men, Old Zhao was over 70 years old. After losing the power of the sequence, his body was naturally not as strong as that of a young man.

This means that among the six people, only Chen Shou, Wu Feng, and Wang Kui still have real strength.

This has led to a significant increase in the difficulty of their hunting.

Since the event is nearing its end, everyone who was supposed to team up has already done so, and there are basically no lone individuals left.

The only good thing is that some tough guys have already gone up to the second floor.

The original capacity of the lobby on the first floor was 1,000 people, but now there are only 300 to 400 people present.

Upon reaching the second floor, there were only about twenty people. As for those who had disappeared, well…

As you can see from the above, almost all of them were injured.

And at that moment, Su Ye saw…

---

Meanwhile, on the first floor, in the restroom.

Chen Shou, Wu Feng, and five others hid behind a pillar, staring at the direction of the toilet diagonally opposite.

They just witnessed a group of four people cornering two lone survivors in the toilet.

The two people were still struggling and shouting when they went in, but they quickly fell silent.

"They're inside."

Wu Feng lowered his voice.

Chen Shou nodded:

"Timer."

Old Zhao leaned over:

"How long will it take?"

"Three minutes."

Chen Shou stared at the tightly closed door.

"Four people killing two, three minutes is enough."

A minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

There wasn't much noise in the toilet, except for a few muffled groans that quickly subsided.

"That's about it."

Wu Feng said.

Chen Shou took a deep breath and looked at the five people behind him:

"Let's go, everyone go in."

Xiaowei, you stay at the door and keep watch.