"Who is He Jing?"
At Yang Yong's question, Skinny Monkey immediately realized...
Yang Yong had never even met the beautiful He Jing.
He scratched his head and explained a little awkwardly, "She's that mature beauty who just joined the convoy... uh, the Sequence Transcendent."
Then he realized he had blurted out what he called her in his head and hastily corrected himself. "The one from the Witch Sequence!"
"The one who got into our van when we were breaking out of the Tree Sea Domain."
Only then did Yang Yong remember.
She was that incredibly lucky woman.
She was also the only Sequence Transcendent who had stayed with their convoy all the way to this grassland.
"What are these?" Yang Yong asked, pointing at the liquids in the mineral water bottles.
Skinny Monkey pointed to the row of pale yellow liquid on the left. "This is Combustion Agent. It can replace gasoline."
"Lady He Jing said that at this concentration, one liter can keep a van running for a hundred kilometers."
Yang Yong's eyes lit up at that.
Good stuff.
Gasoline only had a shelf life of three to six months, and over four months had already passed since the apocalypse began.
With industry at a complete standstill, even if they managed to collect gasoline, it would most likely have expired and deteriorated already.
The other convoys were probably searching like mad for alternative energy sources.
Yet a Transcendent from the Witch Sequence had actually taken the initiative to join their Survival Convoy.
This was practically... having a pillow delivered just as they lowered their heads.
But wasn't this a little too lucky?
Yang Yong pushed the thought aside and kept walking.
The next few stalls were all quite ordinary.
A few slices of Ghost Hand Mushroom lay on a