Chu Sheng and the others reached an agreement, and the convoy settled down to rest.
It was actually still early. If they drove normally, the convoy could reach the Enclosed Tower before dark.
But no one was going to do that.
If they rushed over, they certainly wouldn't be in better shape than if they rested properly first.
Although Captain Hui's divination suggested that the people in the Enclosed Tower seemed decent, no one would stake their safety on the idea that the other side was probably nice.
Even An Xi and A Xin, who were full of goodwill toward those around them, felt the same.
They were kind, not fucking idiots.
As the convoy rested there, four of the dozen or so survivors on bicycles who had fallen behind actually caught up, one after another.
The fourth arrived sometime after nine that evening. After that, no one else caught up, even by the following morning.
Those who hadn't made it could pretty much be presumed dead.
Anyone who could catch up on a bicycle had to have some real ability.
The convoy was different now. Before, it had stayed around the outskirts of cities, and because it had to avoid Anomalies, it hadn't moved very fast. Covering twenty or thirty kilometers a day was already good going.
That was why the survivors traveling on foot had been able to keep up with it before.
Now, however, the convoy covered over two hundred kilometers in a single day.
Anyone who could keep up on a bicycle under those circumstances could only be described as formidable.
Still, that was also because there were no Anomalies nearby. If there had been any, those people would have died the moment they fell behind.
The next day, the eight Sequence Transcendents in the Enclosed