Peace Town Was No Longer Peaceful

The blazing sun hung high overhead, its scorching heat making everyone instinctively seek shade.

Lin Yi took all the damp clothes out of his vehicle, spreading them one by one over the BMW X7. Even the clothes still undergoing enhancement were laid out to dry.

Back in Guizhou Province, they had hardly seen any sunshine. Every day brought either moderate or heavy rain, and their clothes had never dried.

Even their shoes still had muddy water inside.

Fortunately, the sunshine in Hunan Province was strong enough for them to dry their clothes.

After eating, Liu Chuan took some people to collect rainwater. They would be setting off later, so he gathered every container they could take with them.

Ji Qingcang asked Lin Yi for fuel cans, then took two people with him to look for gasoline.

With someone as ruthless as Lin Yi at the hospital, no one else dared come over to cause trouble.

Lin Yi, meanwhile, opened his car door and reclined in the driver's seat, sleeping at his leisure to catch up on as much rest as possible.

Water and gasoline were what the convoy needed most at the moment.

But with Ji Qingcang and Liu Chuan leading people to gather them, Lin Yi had no need to worry.

Wang Meng, Shen Qingqing, and Shen Chuchu gathered to digest what they had just learned. This was their first time hearing about Sequence advancement, after all, and they needed to take it all in.

Inside the bank next door.

Liu Dashuai sat with a dark expression, viciously biting into a small bread roll to vent his anger.

A shapely woman in a tight skirt sat on the sofa opposite him, her legs crossed as she watched him with a smile.

"Still angry?"

The woman said softly, "These people aren't easy to mess with. There's no need to insist on making enemies of them."

"I know, but they stole my gun!"

Liu Dashuai's expression remained grim. He pulled a treasured pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, and lit it. "I got that through my connections. It was what kept me safe in the apocalypse, and now that white-haired bastard has stolen it. He even shot Wen Wan!"

The woman's gaze shifted slightly at his words, but she quickly concealed the sharp gleam in her eyes.

"Wen Wan doesn't get along with you. Now that she's injured, won't she be easier for you to control?"

The woman smiled faintly. "Don't forget, all the medicine in town is in our hands. If she wants to survive that injury, she'll have to come begging to us."

At that, Liu Dashuai's anger eased a little, and he forced a smile as he nodded.

He had wanted to pin Wen Wan down on a bed for a long time.

Before the apocalypse, Wen Wan and her film crew had come here to shoot, and he had made a special visit as an investor to see how things were going.

He had hinted both openly and subtly that if Wen Wan slept with him, securing roles in future productions would be no problem.

But Wen Wan had insisted on pretending she didn't understand, infuriating Liu Dashuai.

When the apocalypse came, Liu Dashuai had used the gun he brought with him to seize control of the filming town right away, renaming it Peace Town in the process.

He had planned to threaten Wen Wan into submitting, only for her to lead a group of people in occupying the hospital, acting as though she wasn't afraid to die.

Even when Liu Dashuai threatened them with his gun, Wen Wan and the others had remained ready to die rather than submit.

Seeing that, Liu Dashuai couldn't be bothered to waste bullets and decided to wear down Wen Wan's defiance slowly.

Even a fiercely chaste woman would run out of supplies eventually, wouldn't she?

"By the way, you said Wen Wan had a master backing her. Are you sure they won't come looking for her now?" Liu Dashuai suddenly turned to the woman opposite him.

The woman nodded with a smile. "Other people might not know, but how could I not? I know exactly how Wen Wan got into the entertainment industry. She dropped out of school at fifteen to become that master's dog. Don't forget, I was her first manager! Her master stopped contacting her as soon as the apocalypse began. She was abandoned long ago."

Liu Dashuai burst out laughing at her words.

That was exactly what he wanted to hear.

You'd rather die than submit?

Now you're short on both medicine and supplies, Wen Wan. Let's see how much longer you can hold out.

Listening to Liu Dashuai's laughter, the woman opposite him turned slightly toward the window and silently stared at the sky outside.

Just as they had said, Wen Wan's situation was terrible.

Although the gunshot wasn't fatal, for someone like Wen Wan, failing to treat the wound promptly would mean waiting to die once it became infected.

The people around her were all from the same film crew and had stayed with Wen Wan since the apocalypse began.

Seeing her in this condition now, they were deeply worried.

"We don't have any medicine. Liu Dashuai's people took everything from the hospital ages ago!"

A young man wearing glasses stared at Wen Wan's wound, his eyes involuntarily drifting toward her cleavage.

But everyone was focused on Wen Wan's condition, and no one noticed where he was looking.

"We can't go to Liu Dashuai!"

Wen Wan bent at the waist while someone pressed tissues against her wound. Her face was deathly pale as she said, "His intentions aren't good. Going to him would just be walking to our deaths."

"Then what do we do?" a curly-haired woman beside her asked anxiously.

To these people, Wen Wan was their pillar of support.

After all, she had an important figure backing her, and she had told them that this person had already sent people to find them.

It was that hope that made them willingly stay by Wen Wan's side.

If Wen Wan died here, they really would have no hope left.

"How about asking the people in that convoy?"

The man with glasses said quietly, "The White-Haired Man is the only difficult one in their convoy. The others seem pretty decent. We could ask whether they have any medicine. After all, someone from their convoy shot Wen Wan. They should take responsibility."

"Don't be stupid. Do you think everyone's like us?"

The curly-haired woman turned and glared at him. "Haven't you figured it out yet? This is the apocalypse. The law doesn't even exist anymore. Do you think those people outside are good people? They kill without blinking!"

"But..."

The man with glasses still thought it was worth a try.

But Wen Wan gritted her teeth and said, "Enough. Consider this a lesson. I'm not going to die just yet. Let's think about what we should do next."

In her eyes, the convoy's arrival was an opportunity.

She had thought she could use her celebrity status to get them under her thumb, but now it seemed she had been too arrogant.

They were already running low on supplies. Peace Town might seem well situated, but once their supplies ran out, it would become a cage.

Now that a convoy was passing through, if they could join it, at least they wouldn't have to worry about supplies afterward.

The only problem was that the people in the Survival Rules Convoy seemed difficult to deal with.

Especially that white-haired fellow. He resorted to violence at the slightest disagreement and had no idea how to treat a woman gently. He was practically a block of ice without any feelings...