Soon, everyone in the entire Fair Convoy was awake.

These people stared at the sheep leisurely grazing in the courtyard, momentarily frozen in place.

Xue Nan held a loudspeaker, his gaze stern and voice low: "Whatever you saw or heard tonight, you're not allowed to mention it to anyone after dawn."

"Don't discuss it either, or else... even if Squad Leader Chu lets you off, I, Xue Nan, won't!"

Xue Nan naturally knew that the convoy would soon head to Xi City.

That Return to the City Plan would definitely bring them into contact with that Shepherd Convoy again.

There was even a chance they'd run into plenty of old acquaintances.

That was why Xue Nan wanted to issue a warning first.

This was the first time Xue Nan had spoken in such a chilling tone.

Everyone shuddered in unison.

They looked at Xue Nan with expressions of awe and fear.

Xue Nan was quite satisfied with their reactions. He raised the loudspeaker again and said, "Everyone, we need to leave this place within fifteen minutes!"

"Move it! Get going! Now!"

"Bus Number Six, Bus Number Seven..."

As soon as Xue Nan's orders came down, regardless of whatever thoughts the survivors had, they all began bustling about.

Some packed up the tents.

Xue Nan directed a few people to load the little fat sheep they had brought back onto Buses Number Six and Seven.

They cleared the tops of the vehicles to serve as temporary sheep pens.

The Fair Convoy's migration was still mostly done with vehicles.

So there was no way they could do what the Shepherd Convoy did, slowly herding the sheep along at a leisurely pace.

In the entire convoy, probably not a single person knew how to herd sheep.

Thanks to the fact that the Fair Convoy's survivors were long accustomed to this kind of life.

Everyone packed up quickly.

After fifteen minutes, the convoy was fully ready.

Before the sky had even brightened, the convoy set off unsteadily, leaving this unfinished development project area.

...

Shepherd Convoy.

Morning.

Captain Yang Han let out a groggy grunt, stretched lazily in bed, then opened his eyes, which still had sleep crust in the corners.

Several empty liquor bottles sat by the bed.

During the recent supply collection, they had grabbed plenty of various alcohols.

That was what had allowed Captain Yang to indulge in drunken stupors lately.

Having wine to drink and meat to eat honestly made Captain Yang feel that even if he died like this, he'd have no regrets.

He felt a bit of pressure in his bladder.

Captain Yang crawled out of his tent, his hair a messy bird's nest, and stepped outside.

He found a patch of grass, unbuttoned his pants, and relieved himself.

A wave of refreshing relief washed through his body, and Captain Yang even let out an incredibly satisfying shudder.

Only then did he start to sober up a bit.

He saw the sheep and horses in the distance grazing leisurely.

Morning grass was the freshest of the day.

Those blades covered in dew were the best for putting on weight.

Captain Yang whistled a carefree tune.

Days like this couldn't get much better.

But as he kept whistling, the sound gradually grew softer.

Captain Yang, not caring about hygiene, rubbed his eyes vigorously.

He felt like his eyesight might be going blurry...

Thanks to having Superhumans like the Feeder in the Shepherd Convoy, the convoy raised plenty of cattle, horses, and sheep.

Especially those little fat sheep.

On ordinary days, that flock always looked fairly dense, but today...

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination.

Captain Yang thought the flock today seemed... strangely sparse.

Captain Yang looked left and right.

At first, he thought the sheep had just scattered.

But that growing bad feeling in his gut only intensified.

To the left, aside from the three Giant Oxen, there was no sign of the sheep.

To the right, a few horses were tied up, but again no trace of the flock.

Something was wrong!

Captain Yang, still in his slippers and with that bird's nest hair, charged toward the flock.

The sheep were startled by his sudden approach and scurried a little farther away.

Captain Yang started counting them one by one.

"One sheep, two sheep, three sheep..."

After counting, Captain Yang realized that the flock, which originally had over fifty sheep,

now only had a little more than twenty left.

Captain Yang refused to accept it and counted again.

"One sheep, two sheep, three sheep..."

He counted three times in a row.

The expression on Captain Yang's face finally turned grim...

"Jiang Rou, Boss Ma, Zhan Lei—something's wrong!"

Chaos ensued across the entire Shepherd Convoy.

"The sheep are gone!"

"What? How did the sheep go missing? Could someone have eaten them?"

"Who knows? Captain Yang went to the bathroom this morning and found half the flock was gone!"

"Damn, half? That many? Who did it?"

"It couldn't be any of us, could it? We're just ordinary people; we don't have that kind of ability."

"Good riddance! It's not like we get to eat them anyway!"

The ordinary people in the convoy muttered quietly among themselves.

Some looked grim, as if worried the blame for the missing sheep would fall on them.

Others were gloating—most of the sheep raised by the convoy were enjoyed by the Superhumans, and the regular folks got very little.

Even the sheep those livestock ate got more than they did.

Still others were confused—how could so many sheep have just vanished all at once?

And on top of that, the convoy's wild wolves hadn't raised any alarm.

Jiang Rou had a long sword strapped to her waist, her eyes scanning the surroundings carefully.

Those beautiful eyes, sharp as blades, scoured every inch of the ground.

Boss Ma transformed into his centaur form and galloped around the area, searching for any trace or clue.

Zhan Lei called over a few wild wolves and some mutated little fat sheep, making strange guttural sounds.

The wolves howled, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low, as if reporting something to Zhan Lei.

The little fat sheep, with their sharp fangs, kept bleating and pawing the ground with their hooves.

Captain Yang, meanwhile, was heartbroken.

He stared at the sparse flock.

Those missing sheep weren't just sheep to him—they were his precious darlings.

Half an hour later.

Everyone reached a conclusion.

A group of thieves had stolen the Shepherd Convoy's sheep last night.

Captain Yang plopped down on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

As he wept, he cursed loudly.

"Which bastard son of a bitch stole my sheep?!"

"These murdering scumbags!"

"Damn animals, taking my sheep!"

"Waaaaah..."

A dignified convoy captain, a Sequence 3 Pathfinder,

was now sitting on the ground, bawling like a child, with not an ounce of captainly authority.

He cried and cursed between sobs.

Seeing Captain Yang act this way, the others all wore unpleasant expressions.

Losing so many sheep hurt them too.

This was the apocalypse, after all...

The value of these little fat sheep was immeasurable...

"Enough, enough! What the hell are you crying for?!"

"You're a grown man—have you no shame?"

Jiang Rou had zero respect for Captain Yang Han's sniveling behavior.

She directly kicked Captain Yang with her crystal high heels.

Captain Yang sat there, ignoring everything, wiping his tears and sobbing: "It's the apocalypse—my house is gone, my car is gone, my wife and kids are gone."

"All I have left is enjoying a drink and a bite to eat, and now even my sheep are gone! You won't even let me cry?"

"What are you, a tyrant? How can you be so overbearing?!"

Jiang Rou's face went cold: "Keep crying, and I'll kick your balls off!"

Captain Yang shuddered all over and scrambled to his feet reluctantly. "Fine, fine, I won't cry. You... you're way too much of a bully."

Jiang Rou snorted coldly and glared at Captain Yang.

Captain Yang flinched and didn't dare say another word.

Even though he was the captain, Yang Han was well aware of Jiang Rou's violent temper. If he really pushed her too far,

she wouldn't hesitate to beat him up.

Even if he was the captain, she wouldn't hold back.

Jiang Rou looked at the flock in the distance.

"I know who stole our sheep!"

"Boss Ma, come with me. I refuse to believe we can't catch those little thieves!"