Like lightning!
That was the phrase that reflexively flashed through Luo Fan's mind after he activated Spirit Void Step.
As he ran using Spirit Void Step, Luo Fan felt incredibly fast. His physical attributes hadn't improved all that much from Lv5 to Lv6, yet with Spirit Void Step active, his speed had more than doubled.
Moreover, as he ran, his feet seemed to merely brush the ground, making almost no sound.
Luo Fan belonged to the Assassination Sequence, so his agility was higher than Niu Dagang's, who belonged to the Melee Sequence.
For a simple comparison, an ordinary person's speed in a hundred-meter sprint was roughly equivalent to a car traveling at 30 kilometers per hour.
And Luo Fan? Because he belonged to the Assassination Sequence, his all-out sprint reached around 60 kilometers per hour.
That speed was already outrageous. After all, when you played a competitive video game and someone hit you with a 50% slow, the difference in speed was all too obvious.
So, despite being only Lv6, Luo Fan could run slightly faster than even the Lv9 Niu Dagang.
Yes, after eating Fierce Beast meat and fighting Fierce Beasts and supernatural horrors over the past several days, Niu Dagang's Sequence level had risen from Lv8 to Lv9.
Back to the point!
Now, with Spirit Void Step active, Luo Fan's speed had soared once again. He estimated that his current all-out sprint should exceed 100 kilometers per hour.
Although he couldn't sustain an all-out sprint for long and would feel exhausted after just two minutes.
Still, he figured it could prove tremendously useful at a critical moment.
Besides, with the Spirit Void Step buff active, he didn't need to sprint at full speed. If he maintained just 60 or 70 kilometers per hour, he believed he could keep going for a long time.
After thoroughly testing the changes in his sprinting and regular running speeds, Luo Fan was extremely satisfied with the Spirit Void Step skill.
Having gained a rough understanding of Spirit Void Step's capabilities, Luo Fan finally turned back toward his vehicle to rest.
As Luo Fan walked back, he heard strange sounds coming from the edge of the convoy's camp-moans and groans.
With a Sequence User's eyesight, Luo Fan looked toward the sounds by the moonlight. It turned out to be a couple from the convoy enjoying themselves.
Luo Fan recognized the man. He was one of the convoy's motorcycle riders.
The woman looked somewhat familiar, too. After taking a closer look, he realized she was the one whose husband had turned into a two-dimensional image a few days ago.
Luo Fan remembered how pitifully she had cried when her husband died. Had she hooked up with another man so soon?
Luo Fan shook his head, feeling somewhat wistful, but he could actually understand her.
With her husband dead, in this apocalypse, she could either die or attach herself to another man. Otherwise, it would be difficult for a woman to survive alone.
Besides, it was consensual. There wasn't much he could say.
Back inside the truck, Luo Fan checked on An Xiaoran. She was still fast asleep. Without waking her, he lay down on the seat to doze.
The night passed uneventfully. The next day, Luo Fan cooked a pot of congee, stir-fried some Baby Bok Choy, and pan-fried two large pieces of bear meat. That was their simple breakfast.
Congee and greens-simple, yet far from ordinary.
As for the bear meat? Luo Fan didn't want to eat something so greasy first thing in the morning either, but Fierce Beast meat was tied to raising his Sequence level, so he could only force himself to eat it.
"Here, this is for you." As usual, Luo Fan also bought a carton of plain milk and set it in front of An Xiaoran.
"Thank you~" Xiao Ran accepted the milk from Luo Fan and thanked him, the words coming noticeably more smoothly now.
Luo Fan smiled and silently shook his head, then checked his shop page.
He had 81 yuan left.
However, he had bought a few things early that morning.
Tissues and eggs, for example. The greens he had stir-fried that morning were newly purchased too. He had also bought half a kilogram of apples for a change of taste.
Half a kilogram wasn't much, just three or four apples. Luo Fan planned to take them out and try them on the road.
It had been several months since the apocalypse began, and he had barely eaten any fruit in all that time.
"Luo Fan, this doesn't look like you're fleeing for your life. It's more like a road trip." While Luo Fan and An Xiaoran were eating breakfast, Zhao Chunfeng came over. Looking at Luo Fan's breakfast, he couldn't help commenting.
Just look at it: congee, stir-fried Baby Bok Choy, and even plain milk to drink. How would the survivors who only had an expired bread roll to gnaw on feel about that?
"You didn't come over just to tell me how envious you are, did you?" Luo Fan asked, glancing at Zhao Chunfeng.
"Luo Fan, do you have any more greens? How about I bring something over to trade for some later?"
Having noticed that Luo Fan's supply of Baby Bok Choy had barely run out over the past few days, Zhao Chunfeng asked.
"Sure." Luo Fan nodded, not being stingy.
But even after he agreed, Zhao Chunfeng showed no intention of leaving. Instead, he plopped down.
"Brother Zhao, is there something else?" Luo Fan asked.
"No rush. Let's talk when Dagang gets here," Zhao Chunfeng replied.
Sure enough, before long, Niu Dagang arrived, having finished his own breakfast. He swallowed at the sight of Luo Fan's plate of stir-fried greens.
What else was there to say? Luo Fan said he could spare a kilogram of greens for Niu Dagang as well.
Of course, following the Hope Convoy's usual practice, they would have to trade supplies for them.
"Actually, the main thing we need to discuss today is fuel."
Once Niu Dagang arrived, Zhao Chunfeng said, "We're running low on gasoline."
"I only have an off-road vehicle, so storage space is limited to begin with."
"Dagang's bus has plenty of storage space, but it also burns a lot of fuel."
"We estimate we only have enough fuel left for another two days. What about you, Luo Fan? How much do you have left?"
Finally, Zhao Chunfeng turned to Luo Fan and asked.
Luo Fan had taken the Luo father and son's vehicle, so naturally, all the supplies in the light truck had tacitly become his and An Xiaoran's as well.
So he should be the only one with some gasoline stored in his vehicle.
"There isn't much gasoline in the truck either. Just eight cans, thirty liters each," Luo Fan answered.
If it was only supplying his own light truck, eight cans of gasoline would naturally last quite a while.
But if he shared it with Zhao Chunfeng and Niu Dagang, it wouldn't last long.
They were in the same team, after all, and had made it this far supporting one another, so naturally there was some affection between them. He couldn't really just watch their vehicles run out of fuel and become stranded, could he?
"Right. Including Luo Fan's gasoline, we estimate we can last about a week at most."
"So, within a week, we have to find somewhere to replenish our gasoline."
"Actually, I already have a plan for where we can get more gasoline."
As Zhao Chunfeng spoke, he took a map from his pocket and spread it out in front of everyone, pointing to a location. "Here, this place called Jiangxin Town. We can replenish our gasoline there. It's about 130 kilometers away."
"We can get there in about three days."
"But even the best route I've picked out will involve some trouble, so we'd have a better chance if we waited until Luo Fan's Sequence level reached Lv6 and he had Spirit Void Step."
"Ahem..."
Hearing Zhao Chunfeng's words, Luo Fan gave a dry cough, reached up to brush aside the hair over his forehead, and said, "Brother Zhao, sorry, but have you considered the possibility that I'm already Lv6?"
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