hsntnovel Chapter 463 Brother Dao is gone!
Chapter 463 Brother Dao is gone!
"Then it's settled."
Shao Bing let out a long breath, as if he had expelled all the pent-up frustration from his chest.
"I'll draft the notification. After you've reviewed it, have Zhong Ling send it out using Apollo."
Fu Xiaojian nodded and said nothing more.
Now that the team has Zhong Ling, Xiao Luo no longer needs to endure the pain of being unable to speak every day.
Fu Xiaojian watched as the convoy members busily packed their belongings. He had originally intended to discuss the convoy's future today.
But judging from the way everyone is repairing their vehicles now, they've clearly made a decision.
The vehicles that the convoy had found on the island in the middle of the lake were quickly assigned.
Having your own car in the apocalypse is quite convenient.
The minibus was used to house more than ten people from the Bright Car Team, and Zhong Ling became their leader, even though she had little fighting ability.
The old smoker originally hoped to stay here with the remaining island frog population.
However, after being "kindly greeted" by the other members of the team, he chose to obediently become the team's prisoner.
Fu Xiaojian did not let him go because of the special nature of his sequence.
With DouDou included, the two of them might actually be able to create a bizarre army.
One of the two SUVs was driven by Jiang Ling and Fang Bo.
The other car was taken by Xu Huiying, the bell ringer, and Mu Qingqing, the witness.
Fang Bo certainly didn't like sharing a car with the aloof Jiang Ling, but he had no choice.
On the only truck with available space, Zhou Huo preferred to share with Fang Liang.
The two SUVs and the sedan were divided equally among the newly awakened members of the convoy.
Liang Hong and scholar Mi Jia rode in an SUV, Zhou Wan, who was in a vegetative state, and barber He Xiuying rode in another, while archer Qi Dai and sculptor Gu Momo got into a sedan.
In addition, there are the three cars that the Star Train fleet comes with.
The Starship fleet's vehicle size has been epically enhanced.
This division is quite deliberate; each vehicle has at least one combat unit, making night watch assignments easier.
At the same time, we also need to consider the compatibility of everyone's personalities.
The space on the bus in Tashan was finally much more spacious.
The personnel configuration of the Salvation Train team has also reached a new high, with all of them being Awakened.
Moreover, the number of extraordinary beings in Sequence 4 has reached seven.
Although the convoy now seemed strong and well-equipped, Fu Xiaojian didn't show much joy.
The convoy got up early and was almost uninterrupted.
Since the discussion last night, our stance on sailing out of the island in the middle of the lake today has become clearer.
So, just as the blood-red sun rose above the eastern horizon, the convoy had already left all of Jiangcheng's scenery behind.
If Mei Lin hadn't caused so much trouble, this place might really have become the first settlement of humankind.
But all that was beautiful was destroyed.
The future has become completely unpredictable.
The orange-red light spread across the cold gray water, turning the ice shards shattered in yesterday's battle into dark crimson patches, like a lake of scattered salt.
Xu Si sat on the roof of the Nirvana vehicle, his gaze sweeping over the convoy and towards Jiangcheng.
The city was still shrouded in morning mist, the outlines of its tall buildings appearing and disappearing in the mist, as if bidding them a silent farewell.
……
The convoy was moving very slowly.
There were too many wounded, too many vehicles, and the road conditions were too poor, so the convoy had difficulty accelerating.
Fu Xiaojian's valiant warrior was still leading the way. Because of Li Miao's disappearance, Fu Xiaojian could only arrange for Qian Duoduo to share a car with him, to help take care of her and drive.
No one in the convoy spoke.
Occasionally, Shao Bing's voice, briefly and dryly checking the road conditions, could be heard from the car radio.
The walkie-talkie used to be filled with Jiao Jiao's cheerful voice, but today everyone knows something is missing.
Fu Xiaojian's car was at the front, and the passenger window was rolled down halfway, revealing his bandaged arm resting on the windowsill, with an unlit cigarette between his fingers.
This is a confiscated old opium pipe.
Fu Xiaojian doesn't actually like smoking, but some feelings can only be soothed by tobacco, like right now.
Looking at the convoy stretching for hundreds of meters, and the scarlet tank fortress at the end of the procession, he really wanted to light up a cigarette and throw it into his mouth.
"Want to smoke? I have a lighter!" Yang Fan knew that Fu Xiaojian couldn't light a lighter right now.
He didn't understand Fu Xiaojian's complicated feelings of wanting to smoke but not wanting to.
Xu Si sat on the roof of the Nirvana car, leaning against Yi Yi beside him. The swaying noise finally woke her up.
But she didn't say anything, and continued to quietly keep Xu Si company, who wasn't very interested.
Xu Si looked down at the convoy that stretched for hundreds of meters.
Those vehicles were filled with so many people he knew—Fu Xiaojian, Shao Bing, Tashan, Su Su, Doubao…
Their brushes with death in the apocalypse brought them together.
But now, it's time to part ways.
He could no longer stay in the convoy.
After being promoted to a higher rank, countless premonitions told him that he was about to encounter far more hardships than ever before.
This is the suffering that fate has bestowed upon humanity.
This is also the future that Xu Si must personally investigate.
Previously, his goals included finding his sister, uncovering the secrets of the sequence, and uncovering the truth about the apocalypse.
But now he has one more.
All of this can be attributed to two words—strength.
As Mei Lin said, his sequence process has not changed at all so far.
He needs more advanced, bizarre drops, more dangerous battles, and a more difficult path.
This path is only suitable for him.
The only thing troubling him now is figuring out what kind of opportunity to leave the team.
Perhaps he should have left quietly.
With his current rank, he is perfectly capable of doing so.
Perhaps knowing that Xu Si might do this, Fu Xiaojian kept staring at the rearview mirror.
Inside the RV, Chen Pei, who had lost an arm, seemed to sense something as he looked at the rearview mirror.
Or rather, everyone in the previous train crew was waiting for Xu Si to leave through their rearview mirrors.
"Xu Si," she finally spoke, her voice very soft.
"Um."
"Shall we leave now?"
"Um".
Yi Yi didn't ask any more questions, but simply moved a little closer.
She knew why Xu Si wanted to leave, just as she knew he would definitely come back.
This was her intuition as a spirit of life, and also the certainty that the invisible bond between her and Xu Si gave her.
Fu Xiaojian rubbed the cigarette between his fingers for a long time, but ultimately did not light it.
He glanced at the rearview mirror.
The dark red tank fortress was still there, steadily trailing behind the convoy like a silent guardian.
"He's still here," Yang Fan said.
"I know."
Fu Xiaojian withdrew his gaze and looked at the winding road ahead.
The convoy dared not stop, for Fu Xiaojian feared that if they stopped, Xu Si would disappear without a trace.
The morning mist is dissipating, revealing a gray-white sky and rolling hills in the distance.
The road to the end times has no end.
But he knew that for some people, their paths were destined to diverge here.
"Brother Dao is gone!" Xiao Luo's voice rang out in the shared spiritual senses.
Xu Si lost his grip on the cigarette and it fell under the rolling wheels.
Looking to the side, the scarlet car was no longer visible in the rearview mirror.
"They really showed no mercy, leaving without a word!" Fu Xiaojian sighed.
(I'm having writer's block and don't know how to continue, so I'll leave it at that for now.)