Sequence Highway Survival: I Upgrade Supplies in the Apocalypse
Chapter 189: Citywide Fog Slaves
Chen Ye hadn't rested at all last night.
He had stood by the window the entire time, watching the dense fog until dawn.
The relaxed expression he wore when greeting Chu Che earlier was entirely feigned.
In truth, his heart was currently racing with tension.
He felt he might have made an incredibly wrong decision.
But as the squad leader.
Chu Che understood deeply that no matter how immense the pressure, he could not show it on his face.
Even if the heavens were to collapse and the earth to split the next second.
This very second, he still had to smile and tell everyone it was fine.
The matter had to be traced back to yesterday.
Starting from yesterday afternoon, Chu Che had begun to feel something was off.
Throughout Fog City, those faint, flickering Anomaly auras were growing more numerous, more concentrated.
Within his perception, the entire Old City district they passed yesterday was filled with those Anomaly auras.
Merely sensing those auras made Chu Che, a Pathfinder Superhuman, feel his scalp crawl.
The sensation was as if the entire city's population had all awakened from their slumber.
That faint, flickering aura was very familiar to Chu Che.
It was Fog Slaves!!!
Last night, it was precisely because of this reason that they were completely unable to advance, forcing Chu Che to order a rest.
Actually, last night the convoy had already gotten extremely, extremely close to Sun Xixi and the other person.
Just two more streets, and they would have encountered Ding Dong and Xixi.
But they just couldn't get through!
Originally, they thought that after daybreak the next morning, the Fog Slaves should decrease somewhat.
However, reality went against their wishes.
This morning's situation was many times worse than last night's, not just a little.
Within Chu Che's current perception.
The entire Fog City was filled with Fog Slaves.
The entire city, Fog Slaves!!!
There were at least five clusters of Fog Slaves around this restaurant, completely blocking all five roads surrounding this sliced fish restaurant.
No matter which road they took, they would run into those Fog Slaves.
Anomaly First Law: "Anomalies are indescribable, unfathomable, unclassifiable, and without fixed nature."
"If you already believe you have sufficient experience dealing with Anomalies, believe me, you are not far from death."
These were the two sentences he personally wrote in the Anomaly notebook.
Even if it was an Anomaly he knew well, no matter how weak.
Chu Che still avoided conflict with it as much as possible.
Chu Che planned countless routes in his mind.
But each one only had a single outcome: encountering Fog Slaves, then attracting the entire city's Fog Slaves.
Given the current situation in all of Fog City, confronting Fog Slaves was absolutely not a wise decision.
Even for just three minutes.
There are things one must do, and things one must not do.
Chu Che still decided to lead the convoy and give it a try;he absolutely had to find Sun Xixi and Ding Dong.
Following Chu Che's instructions, the convoy kept circling the surrounding area.
When they appeared in front of the sliced fish restaurant for the fifth time.
Chen Ye couldn't hold back anymore: "Squad Leader Chu, have we run into a ghost wall?"
It took a while before Chu Che's voice came through the walkie-talkie: "Yezi, prepare for battle!"
Hearing Chu Che's words, Chen Ye's nerves instantly tightened to the extreme.
Hatred unsheathed!
Chen Ye drove with one hand, holding the blade with the other.
A Huazi cigarette dangled from his mouth, Smoke Breath swirling around his body.
The figures of Crawlers circled around the Apocalyptic Pickup Truck.
The Apocalyptic Pickup Truck crashed through the smoke and mist, Chen Ye's pupils constricting to pinpricks.
Fog Slaves!
Within the visible range before his eyes, it was all Fog Slaves.
And this was just within the range he could see;how many more were there in the unseen range, Chen Ye didn't even dare to guess.
The number of Fog Slaves far exceeded the number they encountered with Iron Lion yesterday.
Chen Ye felt as if a cold snake was slithering up his back.
Wait!
These... these Fog Slaves don't seem right!
Just as Chen Ye was about to swing Hatred and launch an attack, he hurriedly stopped his own action.
Anomalies and humans cannot coexist;this was the second law Chu Che wrote in the Anomaly notebook.
This law had never been broken.
An Anomaly's first reaction upon encountering humans is to attack.
But now, these Anomalies were just standing there foolishly, their fog-formed heads slowly turning as the vehicles moved.
They weren't making any attacking motions.
"Squad Leader Chu, something's wrong!" ๐ฏ๐ป๐ฎ๐๐ฌ๐ฎ๐๐๐ค๐๐๐ก.๐๐๐ถ
"These Fog Slaves... they seem!"
"Chen Ye, don't attack yet!"
The moment Chen Ye's words sounded over the walkie-talkie, Chu Che's voice replied immediately.
Clearly, both had noticed the abnormality.
The people on the school bus looked at all this in terror.
"Everyone, without orders, no one is to act rashly, no noise, no attacking behavior!"
Old Li sternly scanned each survivor inside the school bus, simultaneously warning in a low voice.
Actually, there was no need for Old Li to say much;the survivors in the vehicle were already scared stiff.
The survivors were seeing these terrifying monsters up close once again.
Those occasionally visible, resentful eyes floating within the fog of their heads, along with their silently screaming mouths, were enough to provoke fear in any survivor.
Especially when the school bus drove past, those fog-formed heads would even turn slightly, looking at the survivors on the school bus.
At this moment, those Fog Slaves were like visitors touring a zoo.
And the survivors inside the school bus were the animals in that zoo.
Xu Lina clearly wore a mask over her face, but she still covered her mouth tightly, not daring to let herself make a sound, afraid of provoking disturbance among these Fog Slaves.
Chen Ye held Hatred;any Fog Slave that got too close to the vehicle seemed to sense the aura emanating from Hatred.
They all retreated slightly, as if they really disliked this machete.
Chen Ye had a feeling.
These Fog Slaves standing on both sides were like people attending a funeral procession.
And the subjects of that funeral procession were precisely their own group.
The vehicles inched forward.
Sometimes encountering Fog Slaves blocking the road.
The vehicles simply ran them over, the Fog Slaves dispersing into puffs of mist, then reforming elsewhere.
"Squad Leader Chu, how much further?"
Chen Ye's voice sounded over the walkie-talkie.
Only then did Chu Che snap back to reality.
Although he didn't understand what had happened to these Fog Slaves, it seemed a major shift had occurred in today's events.
Since that was the case, the plan had to change accordingly.
"Left at the next intersection, straight ahead, they're right there."
Chen Ye gave the vehicle a bit more speed.
Those Fog Slaves also turned their fog-formed heads as the vehicle accelerated.
Although the Fog Slaves had no eyes.
Chen Ye could still feel countless pairs of eyes watching him.
These eyes might be indifferent, might be icy, or perhaps conceal boundless malice.
But right now, Chen Ye had no time to think about all that;he just wanted to leave this place quickly.
Soon, Chen Ye saw two vehicles parked at the crossroads ahead.
A panel van, and a modified off-roader.
Especially when he saw that familiar modified off-roader.
Infinite sighs welled up in Chen Ye's heart.
...
Sun Xixi had also been utterly bewildered.
Waking up in the morning to see Fog Slaves covering all the surrounding rooftops and eaves, those Fog Slaves just "looking" at her without making any attacking motions.
This had kept Sun Xixi's heart pounding with fear for a long while.
Now, seeing that familiar, battered pickup truck, the girl felt her eyes grow somewhat moist for a moment.
However, when the girl saw the black hole and Blood Eye on Chen Ye's face, she also froze for a second.
"Stupid woman, what are you looking at? Still not running?"
The Apocalyptic Pickup Truck brushed past the modified off-roader. Chen Ye tossed out that sentence, then charged madly toward the city outskirts.