Chapter 141
To be honest, Lin Yi had completely lost interest in the Entertainment King Convoy.
There was only one possible outcome for a convoy that pooled its resources: dying without even a place to be buried. There was no alternative.
Along the way, Lin Yi had already seen several convoys like this. Even Wu Yuan's Northwest Wolf Convoy had operated that way before.
And how had that turned out?
People took Wu Yuan's kindness for granted. The moment supplies were distributed unevenly, trouble broke out.
People feared inequality, not scarcity!
That was the downside of convoys that shared their resources.
Lin Yi hadn't expected that, almost three months into the Apocalypse, some people still couldn't see the situation clearly and deluded themselves into thinking shared supplies could keep a convoy stable.
They had to have something wrong with their heads.
"We need to pick up the pace. The convoy's raised a flag, telling us to speed up and catch up."
Uncle Liu drove his three-wheeler behind the others and said with a chuckle, "Once we get around this stretch, we should be able to get back onto the road from the other side. No idea where we're heading next, though."
With that, he sped up and caught up with them, keeping steadily behind a van.
Behind him came several other three-wheelers and bicycles.
Lin Yi didn't know where he was now either, but judging by their surroundings, the Entertainment King Convoy seemed to be heading uphill, and this road led straight over the mountain.
It looked as though this convoy wasn't heading toward Farstar Fortress.
After about half an hour of driving, the convoy gradually came to a stop. Almost everyone got out and walked to the roadside.
Lin Yi struggled to prop himself up, leaning against the inside