Luo Fan took a look. The Stone Convoy had ten Sequence Users and over thirty ordinary survivors.
It was not that Luo Fan had such sharp eyes that he could distinguish Sequence Users from ordinary people at a glance.
Rather, the difference between the Stone Convoy's Sequence Users and ordinary people was simply too great.
The Sequence Users were quite well dressed and looked full of vitality.
But those ordinary people? They wore rags, were filthy all over, and had lifeless eyes. They looked less like people than slaves who had lost all hope for the future.
The sight of this convoy reminded Luo Fan of the Luo Family Town Convoy he had encountered back then. They really did look much the same.
The Stone Convoy was simply larger.
While Luo Fan studied the Stone Convoy, its Sequence Users were also studying his group.
Luo Fan, Niu Dagang, An Xiaoran, Han Shanzhong, Lin Feifei, Ximen Chuixue, and Ai Si.
All seven gave off auras, and at the very least, they all wore second-tier defensive Uncanny Artifacts such as Snake Scales Armor.
Thus, anyone could tell at a glance that these were seven Sequence Users, a team made up entirely of Sequence Users.
"Who are you? What do you want?"
The leader of the Stone Convoy was a powerfully built bald man. A vicious look showed in his eyes as he called out to Luo Fan and the others.
According to the unwritten rules of the apocalypse, two convoys generally would not approach each other when they met.
But the Hope Convoy had come straight over. Naturally, the Stone Convoy was nervous, and its leader dispensed with pleasantries, making it clear that he was not someone to be pushed around.
"My name is Luo Fan. We're from the Hope Convoy." Luo