Luo Fan was blind in both eyes, but he activated his mental scan, spreading it in a fan toward the rescue convoy.
A circular scan would not reach far enough, while a narrow beam would not let him fully monitor the rescue convoy's Sequence Users.
Thus, a fan shape was the most suitable option for Luo Fan.
Soon, all five of the rescue convoy's Sequence Users were within Luo Fan's scanning range.
First was Xu Xuemei. She had helped Han Shanzhong make his Prosthetic Limb and belonged to the Prosthetist Sequence. This Sequence had no combat capabilities, so he could ignore her for now.
Next was Zhang Shenglong, who held a recurve bow. He probably belonged to an archer-type Sequence and was a combatant.
There was also Huang Qiang, who had a sturdy build and wore a pair of boxing gloves. Presumably, he also belonged to a combat-type Sequence.
Then there was Li Mu, the rescue convoy's leader.
He was hiding inside a truck's cargo compartment, where there were several dolls, each bearing a slip of paper with the names and Sequence Levels of the people in Luo Fan's convoy.
More importantly, needles had been stuck into all the dolls' eyes. Presumably, this was why everyone in his convoy had gone blind.
Was this the legendary method of sticking needles into effigies? He counted as half a combatant, then.
There was also Mu Xue'er. She, too, was hiding inside a truck's cargo compartment, which held over twenty baskets of growing vegetables, along with plenty of luscious melons and fruit.
This Mu Xue'er probably belongs to the Agriculture Sequence, right? She probably has no combat capabilities either?
Keeping track of the rescue convoy's Sequence Users with his mental scan, Luo Fan rapidly considered his combat strategy.
"Luo Fan, what's going on?"