The knife-on-credit man

"How did he die? Logically, if you ran into a high-tier eldritch entity, you couldn't have survived when he died."

Yang Feng stared hard at Cheng Shun, as though he would cut off his head without hesitation if he dared tell even half a lie.

"No, we didn't run into any eldritch entities. The one who killed Zhao was a young man..." Cheng Shun answered meekly. The pressure Yang Feng exerted on him was simply too overwhelming.

"A young man?" Yang Feng's expression grew serious.

"Tell me exactly what happened, and don't leave out a single detail."

Yang Feng wasn't making a fuss over nothing. If an ordinary person died, that was that. Even before the apocalypse, people died all over the world every day.

But Sequence Awakened were different. Any information about something that could threaten their lives was vital, no matter how minor.

"Yes, yes, of course."

Cheng Shun nodded in agreement, then spilled the whole story: how they had discovered the gas station had been looted, tracked the Dawn Convoy, and finally watched Zhao Biao attack, only to be killed himself.

"A knife that can turn invisible? And they have a female Sequence Awakened who can heal, too."

Yang Feng rubbed his chin in thought, muttering to himself.

"Chen Na, what do you think?" Yang Feng turned toward the woman with the alluring figure beside him.

Her name was Chen Na. She had a delicate, oval face, with waves of brown hair spilling over her shoulders. Her foxlike eyes, in particular, lent a natural seductive charm to every smile and frown.

Her purple cheongsam and high heels showed off her shapely curves to perfection.

Chen Na hesitated before replying, "Judging by his description, that knife must be a Weird Object, and an exceptionally lethal weapon at that."

"Otherwise, I don't think that young man could have killed Zhao Biao."

"Based on the information we've gathered, Zhao Biao's Giant Sequence definitely ranks among the best in defense at Sequence 9."

"Even if you attacked him yourself, you'd probably struggle to inflict a fatal wound."

"He said himself that he could escape even when facing a tier two eldritch entity. That Eldritch Weapon is definitely no ordinary weapon."

After hearing Chen Na's assessment, Yang Feng wasn't upset. Instead, a gleam of undisguised greed appeared in his eyes.

Chen Na was right. He was also a Sequence 9 supernatural, awakened to the Knife-on-Credit Sequence, which was renowned for its offensive power.

This sequence likewise had two skills.

They were Knife Credit Pact and Decapitation Oath.

[Skill one · Knife Credit Pact: Infuse the knife in your hand with sequence power, greatly increasing the blade's sharpness and destructive power.]

The price was a "knife debt" incurred with each activation, which had to be repaid by cutting down an enemy within the allotted time.

If the debt remained unpaid when it came due, the knife would shatter and its wielder would be injured.

[Skill two · Decapitation Oath: Lock onto a target within your field of vision. Your next knife strike is guaranteed to hit a vital point, leaving a "credit scar" that will never heal.]

This skill consumed an enormous amount of power and could not be used repeatedly within a short period.

For anyone in the Knife-on-Credit Sequence, the better the knife's quality, the greater the base power that Knife Credit Pact would double.

However, the knife in his hand was currently just an ordinary iron blade. Even with such a powerful sequence, he struggled to bring out its true potential.

That was precisely why he had chosen to trade with Chen Biao and the others.

Otherwise, right from the start, Chen

Given Zhao Biao's attempt to rob them, he might never have lived long enough to rob that young man.

Now that he knew the young man had a Weird Object knife capable of killing Zhao Biao, he wished he could turn the convoy around immediately and chase after him.

As Yang Feng's lover, how could Chen Na not know what he was thinking?

She glanced at Cheng Shun, who had kept his head lowered the whole time, her eyes full of contempt and disgust. Then she continued, "If Steward Cheng hasn't left anything out of his account of the fight, that young man might not even be a Sequence Awakened. He could just be an ordinary person who's good in a fight. He only managed to kill Zhao Biao because of that Weird Object in his hand and Zhao Biao's carelessness."

"That's good news for us."

Yang Feng nodded, his heart pounding so hard with excitement that it almost leaped out of his chest.

"And by my conservative estimate, that knife's Weird Object number places it at least within the top ten thousand."

She also had two Weird Objects. Though neither had a number, both possessed powerful abilities.

Even so, she believed neither could match that knife's value.

She had arrived at this estimate based on Cheng Shun's description of the knife and the information she had previously gathered about Weird Objects.

Naturally, Yang Feng also understood what it meant for a Weird Object to rank within the top ten thousand.

Just five days earlier, he had encountered a convoy made up of soldiers from the pre-apocalypse military. One ordinary soldier without any sequence power had used a Weird Object sniper rifle numbered 9114 to kill an eldritch entity on the verge of advancing to tier two with a single shot.

That showed just how vast the gap was between numbered and unnumbered Weird Objects.

"If I can get my hands on that knife, my strength will increase dramatically. I might even figure out how to advance to Sequence 8."

"Provided everything you've said is true."

As he spoke, Yang Feng fixed his hawklike gaze on Cheng Shun once again.

Crushed beneath that oppressive aura, Cheng Shun could barely breathe. He hurriedly raised his right hand in a gesture of swearing an oath. "Captain Yang, rest assured, everything I've said is true. If I've told even half a lie, may I die a horrible death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the invisible crushing force bearing down on him abruptly vanished, and breathing became much easier.

Then Yang Feng clapped a large hand on his shoulder. "Steward Cheng, there's no need to be so nervous. If we get that knife, you'll have made a major contribution. I'll make sure you're rewarded."

Before Cheng Shun could celebrate, Yang Feng's tone suddenly changed. "Until then, though, you and your brothers will be staying with the Blood Eagle Convoy."

The smile that had begun to appear on Cheng Shun's face froze for a moment, but he hurriedly replied in a fawning tone, "Then... thank you so much, Captain Yang. If you didn't take us in, we wouldn't know how to survive."

"You can go now." Yang Feng waved him away impatiently.

Once Cheng Shun had left, Chen Na immediately changed her demeanor and wrapped her arms around Yang Feng's arm.

Her ample breasts pressed tightly around his arm as she asked with a seductive expression, "Honey, are we really going after that young man?"

"From Cheng Shun's description, that young man's convoy is heading toward western Guangxi. That's a pretty serious detour from our route to the Northern Refuge."

"Besides, the roads branch off in every direction. Even if we chase after them, we might not find them."

Yang Feng smiled nonchalantly. "It's fine. That knife is worth spending a little time on. Besides, we still don't know whether the news about the Northern Refuge is true."