These people included men and women, young and old.
Yet very few had truly struggled through the apocalypse and survived mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
The vast majority were pampered ordinary people who had lived at the Sky Base since before the apocalypse.
Yang Yong's ruthless brutality taught them the most real, most bloody lesson.
In the apocalypse, those with Sequence Transcendence who could truly survive had only two categories for people-
Those who wanted to harm them: kill.
Those who were useful to them: keep.
Beyond that, there was nothing else.
"It wasn't me... I didn't do it!"
Under this suffocating pressure.
Some people instantly broke down. Their legs gave out, and they dropped to their knees, weeping and trembling.
These people were like flowers that had always grown in a greenhouse, never having seen blood or faced death.
Today, witnessing a killing firsthand and feeling death so close at hand, their minds instantly crumbled.
Cao Xianming casually flicked his hand.
Convoy Supervisor Lao Zhang immediately understood. He signaled his subordinates to drag those who had collapsed to their knees aside and hold them for the time being.
These people were mentally fragile. Even if they survived, they were destined never to attain Sequence Transcendence. In the apocalypse, they were destined to be burdens.
Seeing that they could be temporarily safe just by speaking up and denying involvement, most of the remaining ordinary people scrambled to shout:
"It wasn't me!"
"I didn't stir up trouble! This has nothing to do with me!"
Some of them were telling the truth. Cao Xianming signaled Lao Zhang to take those people away first.
One woman in the crowd was particularly eye-catching.
With dazzling blonde hair, seductive features, and a voluptuous figure, full curves and a slender waist, she was clearly