Apocalypse Exodus: The True Rules of Survival!
Chapter 118

Fuck, who the hell was eating hot pot?

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Chapter 118

The sun sank toward the west as the Northwest Wolf Convoy drove onto a patch of wild grass. They parked their vehicles nose to tail, forming two rings.

The convoy members got out of their vehicles and began skillfully pitching tents inside the rings.

Several of them even set up pots and brought over buckets of ice water. From the looks of it, they seemed to have made a special trip to collect ice.

Lin Yi had noticed that the cargo compartment of their lead vehicle was packed with chunks of ice radiating cold air.

Apparently, the Northwest Wolf Convoy had specifically gone to neighboring Qing City to collect ice.

Lin Yi and the others were in no hurry to get out and stayed inside instead. A small sedan was parked beside their Anomalous Object, the Bus, so they could see what those people were doing from that side.

Once the people lit their fires and began boiling water, Lin Yi noticed that some of them looked completely different from ordinary people.

That was not to say they were Sequence Transcendents.

Rather, whenever they inadvertently exposed their necks, cheeks, arms, or other parts of their bodies, dark brown markings covered every one of them without exception.

They were also all sallow and scrawny, clearly short on supplies.

Liu Chuan used the hot pot broth left over from lunch to cook about ten packs of instant noodles in one go. With a big guy like Wang Meng around, making extra was perfectly normal.

He also added all the remaining meatballs and meat. The only shame was that they had no vegetables left to supplement their nutrition.

But the aroma of hot pot escaped through the gaps in the windows and spread on the wind, instantly filling the eyes of

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