Three Sequence Users

"T-too brutal."

Everyone around them couldn't help shrinking back at the sight.

And Li, the man caught up in all this?

The sight scared him witless. He stood frozen, not daring to move.

Watching the figure in front of him wildly hack away with an axe, Li felt sweat pouring down his back.

An indescribable fear welled up inside him.

Because he had realized something.

The speed of Fan Shang's reactions just now was simply beyond an ordinary person.

Whether it was effortlessly driving a knife through a neck or casually tossing an axe deep into an arm, none of it was something an ordinary person could do.

That made certain things obvious.

Fan Shang was a sequence transcendent. Only a sequence transcendent could do something like that.

At that thought, Li Qiang turned to flee.

But as he took his first step, he realized his legs had gone weak.

At the same time.

Fan Shang kicked the sleazy young man.

A mangled head promptly rolled into Li Qiang's view.

Li Qiang's eyes instantly widened.

Fear, fear, and more fear.

"M-monster..."

As Li Qiang spoke, he stopped caring whether his legs were weak.

He turned and desperately tried to flee. Even when his frantic movements sent him stumbling to the ground, he still struggled to get back up and escape.

As a longtime member of the convoy, Li Qiang had seen sequence transcendents in action.

That was why he didn't believe for a second that he could stand against one.

Even the weakest sequence transcendent was still a sequence transcendent, stronger than an ordinary person.

Just as Li Qiang fled, Fan Shang happened to turn around.

Naturally, Fan Shang hadn't forgotten the leader of this gang of four.

Although Fan Shang didn't consider himself an evil man, he understood the need to root out trouble completely.

As for whether killing all four would weigh on his conscience.

Fan Shang had only one thing to say: Don't make me laugh.

He was a sequence transcendent. Had an ordinary person who had survived through sheer luck come along instead, losing their supplies and vehicle would have been a good outcome.

With a little bad luck, they could have lost their life too.

A guilty conscience? Not a chance!

"N-no... don't kill me. I... I was wrong. I have supplies, and a vehicle. If you let me go, you can have them all..."

Fan Shang said nothing, only walking slowly toward him.

Watching Fan Shang approach, Li Qiang struggled to get away.

As he dragged himself along, pleas poured from his mouth without pause.

"P-please, I'm begging you. If you spare my life, I'll... I'll work for you. From now on, whatever you say goes..."

But Fan Shang still said nothing. His pale face showed no trace of emotion.

There was only a corpse-like pallor. It was hard to imagine that he was still alive.

Seeing Fan Shang remain silent, Li Qiang naturally understood what he meant.

He meant... to leave him no way out alive.

And so Li Qiang erupted.

"Fuck... you think being a sequence transcendent makes you something special? You're just some dumbass college student who lucked into an awakening. You think you're hot shit?!"

"I've seen more shit and killed more people than I can count. You want to kill me? Come on, then!"

Li Qiang hurled abuse at him.

Hearing those words, the surrounding survivors all turned to look at Fan Shang.

Their eyes were filled with surprise, shock, and envy.

"He's actually a sequence transcendent? No wonder that move was so badass!"

"Is that really the point? The point is, this kid's ruthless. He killed three people without batting an eye. Li Qiang's probably done for this time!"

"Fuck, damn it, what a lucky bastard. Why does this kid get to awaken as a sequence transcendent when I can't?!"

Everyone chimed in.

Although there was surprise in the surrounding survivors' voices, there was far more envy and curiosity.

They wondered how Fan Shang had awakened as a sequence transcendent and resented the fact that he had been able to.

Fan Shang didn't care in the slightest.

After all, the world had never been fair. How much less fair would it be in an apocalyptic world that pushed inequality to its limits?

The elderly and children were the first to die in this strange apocalyptic world.

The gap in strength between women and men was innate.

Survivors with vehicles had an easier time staying alive than those without.

None of it was fair.

So Fan Shang wouldn't dwell on thoughts like...

He was just a useless nobody relying on the system, and without it, he wouldn't have survived-meaningless thoughts like those.

Because having a system was a fact.

Having awakened a Sequence was also a fact.

And so, right now, Fan Shang only wanted to do one thing.

Kill the man in front of him.

"Finished?"

"Then remember... be more careful in your next life!"

As he spoke, Fan Shang raised his fire axe high.

At the sight, a flash of madness crossed Li Qiang's eyes.

"Fine, fine, fine! If you won't let me live, we'll die together!"

Then Li Qiang pulled a knife from his pocket and lunged straight at Fan Shang's chest.

"Die!"

An ordinary person would probably have frozen in shock at Li Qiang's sudden attack.

But not Fan Shang.

Because he had already anticipated Li Qiang's move.

As Li Qiang lunged, Fan Shang stepped half a pace back, then kicked out hard.

Fan Shang's sudden attack stopped Li Qiang dead, its tremendous force shattering his jaw.

"Urgh..."

He vomited a mouthful of blood.

Li Qiang wanted to fight back, wanted to bite a chunk of flesh off Fan Shang, but the tremendous impact had left him dazed, unable even to control his own body.

"H-how..."

Li Qiang spoke through a mouth full of blood, tasting rust as he did.

But Fan Shang wasn't some moronic villain who waited for people to finish speaking.

He knew better than to let a wounded enemy recover.

So he didn't pause, nor did he care what Li Qiang wanted to say.

Before Li Qiang could finish, Fan Shang's axe came down on him.

His voice cut off abruptly!

Much better...

Next came the same old routine.

The "two chops to the neck, one to the head" rule.

Fan Shang chopped Li Qiang's head clean off.

After finishing everything and making sure Li Qiang's severed head had been hacked apart.

Only then did Fan Shang's taut nerves ease a little.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Just as he was about to make sure the other two bodies were finished off.

The sound of applause came from nearby.

Clap, clap, clap-

He looked toward the sound and saw three figures standing among the nearby survivors: two men and a woman.

Fan Shang knew them. They were the convoy's three sequence transcendents.

Liu Tie, Zhou Ping, and Lin Xue.