The convoy rested in the village for nearly six hours.
Ten minutes before A Xin's concealment was due to wear off, the convoy was ready.
Chu Sheng led the way, with An Xi right behind him, followed by Old Man Li and Zhu Qing.
As for Captain Hui...
He had climbed into Chu Sheng's car.
"Why are you in my car again?"
"I feel safer sticking with you."
Captain Hui sat in the passenger seat and solemnly fastened his seat belt.
Chu Sheng took a deep breath. "Then what about your car?"
"I found a new helper to drive it for me." Captain Hui made no attempt to hide it.
"You fucking..."
Chu Sheng was so annoyed that he laughed.
"You might as well sign a contract with me so we can merge our teams!"
"A mutual nonaggression contract is fine. Nothing else." Captain Hui glanced at the contract beneath the windshield and shook his head.
"That thing of yours is practically a slave contract!"
"Meeting you was my rotten luck." Chu Sheng sighed and stepped on the accelerator. The Netherbone Car shot forward.
Its speed soared to around two hundred in moments.
The other vehicles followed closely behind.
An Xi and A Xin, Old Man Li, Zhu Qing, Cheng Xue driving Captain Hui's car, Zhou Dun's squad, and finally the convoy's original survivors.
With so many people dead, the survivors no longer had to cram together. They cleaned out the vehicles whose occupants had all died, and those cars became their own.
Three buses brought up the rear.
Since they had no fuel, everyone aboard the buses was huffing and puffing as they pumped the pedals in front of them.
Each pedal converted their pedaling into power.
Sacrificial Items certainly lived up to their name. Even with rankings below