"Observing the Blood Moon Breathing Technique?"

When Chen Ye saw this name, his expression became somewhat unpleasant.

As one of the survivors, not staring directly at the blood moon was basic common knowledge.

When the anomalies first descended, many people went mad and died because they were curious about the blood moon in the sky.

The number of people who died under the blood moon was no less than those who died from anomalies.

And now, just looking at the name of this technique made Chen Ye feel uneasy.

However, Chen Ye still carefully examined this breathing technique.

Soon, Chen Ye understood what this breathing technique was about.

This so-called breathing technique wasn't like the internal energy cultivation methods from martial arts novels that were divided into several levels from low to high.

The entire breathing technique had only one level.

In this breathing technique, the blood moon wasn't subjectively viewed as good or bad.

According to the breathing technique's description, the blood moon was also a form of energy, but this energy wasn't completely compatible with the supernatural power within the human body.

Therefore, it was necessary to assimilate this energy through breathing, achieving resonance and synchronization with humans, thus gradually being absorbed by the body to serve the purpose of cultivating supernatural power.

Of course, this breathing didn't refer to breathing air through the nose. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Rather, it was a frequency of the supernatural power within the body.

According to the "Observing the Blood Moon Breathing Technique," every sequence superpower had its own frequency of supernatural power within.

This breathing referred to each superhuman's own frequency.

Chen Ye slowly fell into contemplation.

Put this way, it seemed somewhat reasonable.

Sitting cross-legged in the tent, he tried to slowly search for the frequency of his own supernatural power.

Soon Chen Ye sensed an unusual frequency within his body.

This frequency was very quiet, lurking throughout the body.

Half an hour later.

Chen Ye was already sitting outside the tent, looking up and staring directly at the blood moon in the sky for the first time.

A strange restlessness rose from the depths of his heart.

There were faint, indistinct mutterings in his ears.

When he tried to listen carefully, he couldn't hear anything at all.

When he wanted to completely block out these noises, the sounds became noisy and annoying again.

It was as if there was something very important waiting for him to do, something urgent that needed to be completed immediately, regardless of whether it was good or bad, right or wrong.

It seemed this was why so many people went mad after looking at the blood moon.

Chen Ye forcibly suppressed the irritation in his heart, counting the seconds with difficulty.

After three seconds passed, Chen Ye quickly closed his eyes.

At the same time, he felt the supernatural breathing within his body.

Again there was that strange yet comforting frequency, expanding and contracting rhythmically, slowly affecting the restlessness caused by the blood moon.

While detecting the restlessness within his body, some very strange energy seemed to have intruded as well.

Like early snow meeting sunlight.

The restless energy was gradually influenced by the supernatural frequency.

Chen Ye was pleasantly surprised to discover that the supernatural power within his body seemed to have increased somewhat.

Under the influence of the frequency, Chen Ye genuinely felt the growth of supernatural power within his body.

After just one hour of cultivation.

Chen Ye felt it was equivalent to the total of all his previous days of cultivation using clumsy methods.

This... this breathing technique was simply too miraculous.

Two hours later.

When Chen Ye realized his cultivation for the day had reached saturation, he slowly opened his eyes.

Although tired, Chen Ye's eyes still contained unconcealed delight.

His supernatural path had finally entered the fast lane.

With this breathing technique, he believed it wouldn't be long before he reached Sequence 2.

He truly looked forward to what Sequence 2 of the supernatural pathway Smoke Apostle would be like.

The delight was naturally extreme.

The fatigue was naturally present as well.

His eyelids were so heavy he could barely keep them open.

It felt like he had done heavy physical labor all day.

But he still couldn't rest at this moment—there were things to do.

Chen Ye mustered his energy and summoned the system within him.

"System, fuse the bull bone for upgrade..."

【Using the Man-Eating Double-Headed Bull as raw material, the upgrade plan for the Apocalyptic Pickup Truck is as follows...】

【If upgraded and manufactured according to this plan, the pickup truck will be transformed into a Wonder.】

【Requires 20,000 Slaughter Points.】

【Requires 96 hours!】

【Confirm upgrade?】

Chen Ye mustered his last bit of energy, checked the upgrade plan provided by the system, and after confirming there were no issues, directly clicked confirm.

Then he fell into a deep sleep.

Not long after Chen Ye fell asleep.

An extremely exhausted figure staggered back to the camp.

That head of pink hair appeared particularly red under the blood moon's glow.

It was the Pink-haired Girl.

On the other side of the sand dune, the girl had exhausted the last bit of strength in her body and had just returned.

The car door opened, and a small figure emerged from the vehicle, wearing a thick down jacket.

"Cousin, you're so late again today!"

Xiao Yu complained discontentedly.

"Stop nagging, I'm exhausted, I need to sleep, don't disturb me!"

The girl finished speaking, plunged into the car, and immediately fell sound asleep.

Xiao Yu, fuming, moved her cousin into the car.

In the yellow school bus not far away, most survivors were dozing in their seats.

Mad Lion slept on the large bed at the back of the bus, one head diligently growing, slowly transforming into a simple-minded head.

"Ah~~~"

Just then, a piercing scream echoed throughout the camp.

Chen Ye, who had slept for less than half an hour, was startled awake and sat up abruptly.

Only then did he realize he had actually fallen asleep on the sand dune, his body already chilled to the bone.

Commotion began to emerge in the camp as well.

Chen Ye casually retrieved a flashlight from the recently distributed supplies.

Fortunately, the flashlight still had some battery reserve.

"Yezi, what happened?"

Captain Chu Che came out wearing clothes over his shoulders and holding a flashlight, followed by two others—Old Bao and the convoy assistant Xiao Wang.

"I just woke up too!"

"It's... it's Xue Nan! Something happened with Xue Nan."

Someone shouted out.

Chen Ye and Chu Che exchanged glances and walked toward the source of the continuing screams.

Chen Ye yawned repeatedly as he walked.

By now, a crowd had gathered in front of Xue Nan's tent, and even a bloody scent wafted through the air.

Chen Ye's spirit was instantly jolted awake, his hand reaching for the machete at his waist.

"Captain, Old Bao, Mr. Chen is here!"

The watching survivors quickly made way for the three men.

Chen Ye soon saw the scene clearly before him.

Even he couldn't help but gasp at what he saw.

Xue Nan looked like a vicious wolf, blood all over the corners of his mouth, seemingly chewing on something.

His eyes were completely bloodshot, his facial expression incredibly ferocious and insane, his entire body trembling slightly.

His long hair was disheveled, making him appear both beautiful and tragic yet eerie at the same time.

As for nearby... a tall, burly man was clutching his neck, convulsing, veins bulging all over his body.

From Chen Ye's angle, he could see the man's neck was completely mangled, seemingly missing a chunk of flesh.

The blood from his neck had soaked through his entire front clothing, his upper body completely bloodied, his eyes filled with terror as he stared at the stunningly beautiful young man.

This person probably wouldn't survive.

Chen Ye had some impression of this burly man.

He seemed to be from the camel train, and Chen Ye had noticed him because of his large build.

Xue Nan and this burly man differed in size by almost double or more.

Xue Nan looked like a small chick next to this burly man.

"Xue Nan, Xue Nan killed Brother Tiger!"

"Xue Nan killed Brother Tiger! Oh my god!"

"Brother Tiger's neck was bitten through!"

All around were sounds of people gasping in shock.

Everyone's gaze toward Xue Nan changed—fear, terror...

The situation at the scene didn't need explanation to roughly guess what had happened.

Anyone who met Xue Nan's eyes quickly averted their gaze, unwilling to provoke this madman.

Chu Che and Chen Ye exchanged another glance, then both returned to sleep, yawning.

They believed Old Bao would handle the subsequent matters well.

The next day, when Chen Ye saw Xue Nan again, he was quite startled.

The former Xue Nan—with heaven-defying looks, able to pass as male or female—was gone.

What appeared before Chen Ye now was someone with messy hair that looked like it had been burned.

Seven or eight deep, bone-revealing scars now marred that originally handsome face, the wounds gaping open, revealing the red flesh inside.

This person...

had disfigured himself.

The former Xue Nan was exquisitely beautiful.

The current Xue Nan made people not want to look at him a second time.