Chapter 142
Lin Yi had heard the name Xu Mu before. He had debuted on a talent show before the Apocalypse, and his impressive performance had earned him first place.
Afterward, he had become a new superstar, shooting to fame practically overnight. He had appeared at all kinds of concerts, commercial events, and variety shows.
From the looks of it, he was probably a Sequence Eight [Prophet] of the [Watcher] Sequence.
Lin Qing'er was even more famous. She had debuted as a child actress and gone on to appear in all sorts of films, earning several nominations for major awards while still in her twenties.
But Lin Yi had never heard of an ability that let someone judge whether a route was correct by eating dirt.
If Liu Chuan were here, he would probably know what her class was.
As for the other three Sequence Transcendents, Uncle Liu hadn't been able to tell him much. Apparently, they had rarely shown their abilities.
Still, finding a bunch of celebrities together was quite a surprise.
After all, under normal circumstances, most of these celebrities would probably have ended up as some powerful person's playthings.
Apparently, they weren't all completely useless.
It also reminded Lin Yi of Wen Wan, the actress who had died at his hands.
He had to admit that compared with celebrities like Xu Mu, Wen Wan fell short by far more than a little.
The Convoy had no intention of leaving just yet. They watched the army of Yin Soldiers below while eating and taking a brief rest.
Uncle Liu brought over a basin of flour gruel, the food everyone in the Convoy shared.
The gruel was a thick, sticky liquid. The woman cooking had added a fair amount of salt, so at least it could replenish some of