Patchwork Car! Let's Go!

Seeing that he was no longer needed at the Doomsday Tinplate Car, Lin Yi turned and headed toward the survivors.

After all, he was running a little short on scapegoats now.

Lin Yi's arrival instantly drew quite a few eyes.

For some reason, even though he was the hero who had saved the convoy,

the survivors looked at him with more fear than reverence.

Of course, he didn't care either.

Ignoring the looks from all around, Lin Yi headed straight for Lu Sheng.

"Buddy, up for some Fight the Landlord?"

Skinning Ghost Lu Sheng: ???

Seriously, you damned human, will you ever stop?!

It still didn't know it had long since been exposed. Doing its best to play the part of Lu Sheng, it forced out a single word: "Sure."

"Heh, Third Brother, you're still alive? You join us too."

Lin Yi grinned and waved at Third, who was sitting in the jeep.

Third didn't particularly mind the way Lin Yi greeted him.

On the contrary, he thought it was a friendly greeting.

But when he heard Lin Yi asking him to play cards, his face turned green.

Then he remembered the rumors in the convoy and could only join the game with a bitter smile.

A terrifying story was circulating among the survivors now.

Everyone who had offended Lin Yi would die for no apparent reason.

First, there had been Liu Ruyan.

Huang Nana.

Xiao Chusheng counted too, even though Lin Yi had killed him outright.

Then there were those old men and women, who had also died for no apparent reason.

And apparently, Lin Yi's sequence was Assassin.

So the survivors had secretly given Lin Yi a nickname-the grudge-holding, sneaky old bastard.

Of course, no one dared say that nickname aloud.

Happy times were always short-lived.

Lin Yi doggedly farmed the Skinning Ghost's contribution up to three hundred before cheerfully returning to his car.

"Damned human."

The Skinning Ghost looked grim. At first, it had thought the game was somewhat interesting.

By now, it felt like it was going to throw up from playing.

"Hmph, I'll find an old man this time. Let's see if you still have the nerve to drag me into a card game!"

The Skinning Ghost sneered, its gaze sweeping back and forth over the survivors.

That night.

Accompanied by the Universal Wrench's clinking and clanging, Lin Yi drifted comfortably off to sleep.

A ray of sunlight spilled through the car window onto Lin Yi's face.

He slowly woke from his slumber.

The Universal Wrench's hammering had stopped.

He looked rather speechlessly at Da Sha, who was standing by the door.

"Da Sha, what are you doing?"

"Hehehe." Da Sha held the Universal Wrench and grinned foolishly.

"Ah." Lin Yi sighed and pushed open the door. "Go get some sleep."

"Hehehe." Da Sha happily climbed into the car and fell asleep in a second...

"Static crackled."

Elder Qi's voice came over the walkie-talkie. "Everyone, come over here."

"Hmm?"

Lin Yi was a little puzzled. What could be happening so early in the morning?

Still, he got up and headed toward the modified pickup.

Once Elder Qi saw that everyone with Sequence Transcendence had arrived, he said, "Everyone, one of our Sequence Transcendents is gone."

In an instant, the atmosphere among the crowd changed.

"Ahem, my fault for not making that clear. He merely left the convoy."

Elder Qi's words eased much of the crowd's agitation, leaving everyone looking puzzled.

In this apocalypse, being without a convoy was practically a death sentence.

Everyone scanned the group, looking for the Sequence Transcendence who had left.

Soon, they realized who was missing-Xu Zhong.

"All right, listen for yourselves."

Elder Qi sighed and played a recording.

"I'm sorry, everyone. I may have to leave the group for a while."

"You all know my sequence is Scavenger. I'll never be able to go any further if I stay in the convoy."

"I don't want to keep living under your protection."

"I'm sorry, everyone..."

"I hope you can help me take care of Xiao Xing and Clown."

"Please..."

Xu Zhong had left only a few simple sentences, but everyone could hear the complicated emotions within them.

"Uncle Xu, sob..."

Two streams of hot tears instantly flowed down the mentally ill Zhao Xing's face.

Clown stumbled and collapsed onto his backside, his eyes vacant.

Everyone knew that lone wolves rarely met a good end in the apocalypse.

The people in Elder Qi's convoy might not understand Uncle Xu's feelings toward them, but they already regarded Xu Zhong as their own uncle.

"All right, children. Xu Zhong sneaked away precisely because he was afraid you'd react like this."

"He wouldn't want to see you like this either, would he?"

"Have faith in him. You have to be strong."

Like an elder, Elder Qi gently comforted the two.

"All right, we're setting off in five minutes. Li Yong, go let everyone know."

Elder Qi's voice sounded a little sorrowful too.

"Understood, Elder Qi." Li Yong nodded and quickly left.

Lin Yi and the others also returned to their respective vehicles.

Although Da Hu and the others had only known Xu Zhong for a few days, they were comrades who had eaten meat, drunk liquor, and risked their lives together.

Xu Zhong's sudden departure left all of them feeling considerably down.

Lin Yi, however, felt no particular change in his mood.

He was already accustomed to parting with family.

Orphans were the GOAT!

Never mind Xu Zhong leaving-even if his own brother dropped dead right in front of him, he wouldn't feel a ripple inside.

The Doomsday Tinplate Car's exterior hadn't changed much.

The driver's seat, however, now bore a pattern resembling the Big-Headed Anomaly Skull.

The moment Lin Yi placed both hands on the steering wheel,

a piece of information appeared without warning.

[Anomaly name: Doomsday Assembled Car.]

[Description: A means of transportation cobbled together from a heap of scrap metal, forcibly fused with an Anomaly.]

[Anomaly sequence: 6068.]

[Trait 1: Interference.]

[Releases interference through the Big-Headed Anomaly Skull, preventing anomalies from locking onto your whereabouts for a certain period.]

[Trait 2: Jury-Rigged Car's Gratitude. The Jury-Rigged Car is very grateful that you brought it into this world. The Jury-Rigged Car's Gratitude makes you its one and only.]

[Note: The Jury-Rigged Car has devoured the original cost, and only you can start the vehicle!]

"Hiss."

"Does that mean Anomalies are conscious?"

Lin Yi was startled by his own thought.

The next moment, a feeling of joy traveled from the steering wheel into Lin Yi's mind.

"Holy shit, it really is."

Lin Yi was stunned, but he soon broke into a smile. Patting the steering wheel, he said with a grin, "Work hard, and there'll be plenty in it for you."

That joyful feeling came through again.

Lin Yi started the car and set off with the convoy once more.

"Doomsday Assembled Car! Let's go!"