Chen Ye’s act of dismantling vehicles to modify his own car was eventually reported to Wu Jianshan.

Wu Jianshan currently stood by the fourth-floor window, watching everything on the playground with an expressionless face.

He saw Chu Che say something to Chen Ye before leaving.

“Bishop, that Chen Ye is taking advantage of his relationship with you—he completely wrecked one of our utility vehicles. His behavior is simply outrageous.”

“If he wanted to modify his vehicle, he only needed to tell us. We could have sent professional help to assist him!”

“But acting like this…”

The Vice-Bishop’s face showed clear frustration.

Because the vehicle Chen Ye had dismantled was actually his own.

He didn’t dare confront a Sequence Superpower user directly, so he could only bring it to Wu Jianshan’s attention.

Wu Jianshan raised his hand slightly, showing no trace of anger on his face, and said calmly, “If he wants to dismantle it, let him dismantle it!”

“As long as he doesn’t go too far, avoid conflicts with them for now!”

“Yes…”

Since this was the Bishop’s decision, even if subordinates had objections, they had to endure it for now.

Wu Jianshan held absolute authority in the Death God Church, and no one dared question him.

“Oh, there’s one more thing…”

“Bishop, they plan to go out tomorrow to gather supplies, probably intending to leave. What do you think…”

Leave?

Wu Jianshan snorted coldly in his heart.

With things having developed to this point, all the Anomalies in Rong City had been drawn here.

Forget about them—even he probably couldn’t leave now.

If they wanted to gather supplies, he could use their hands to see what the situation was like outside.

Wu Jianshan wasn’t of the Pathfinder Sequence. Although he could vaguely sense the danger outside through the Death God, his perception was nowhere near as clear as Chu Che’s.

“Don’t bother with them, let them go. How many supplies do we have left?”

“Enough for one month!”

“One month… that’s enough. As long as we wait… You may leave now!”

Wu Jianshan stopped mid-sentence, as if realizing something, and quickly cut himself off, dismissing the Vice-Bishop behind him.

The Vice-Bishop bowed slightly and slowly left the teacher’s office.

The Vice-Bishop came out into the corridor, glanced at Chen Ye who was busy working, snorted discontentedly through his nose, his face showing clear distress.

The snow outside was initially estimated to be about fifty centimeters thick.

Even before the apocalypse, snowfall like this was quite rare.

Therefore, going out to gather supplies would be very troublesome.

The Apocalyptic Pickup Truck currently had all-terrain tires, but they still weren’t sufficient for driving in snow.

Chen Ye directly removed four studded snow tires from the Death God Church’s vehicles.

As for the four all-terrain tires he replaced, these were obtained earlier from the Car Crash Site.

Chen Ye had no intention of returning these four all-terrain tires. Instead, he hung them on both sides of the truck bed.

Hanging four all-terrain tires was too heavy, directly causing the truck bed’s metal sheet to deform slightly.

Even so, Chen Ye had no plans to abandon the project of hanging spare tires on the truck bed.

Chen Ye planned to upgrade the truck bed once the system upgrade was complete.

He still had some Slaughter Points left—with careful use, it should be enough.

When driving in snow, it’s impossible to see the road conditions clearly. Who knows what might happen the next second.

Therefore, bringing these four all-terrain tires was preparing for unforeseen circumstances.

Chen Ye would have liked to get four more studded snow tires, but unfortunately, the Death God Church had none left—the last four studded snow tires had already been taken by Chen Ye.

Other vehicles were using ordinary snow tires with metal anti-skid chains.

Metal anti-skid chains…

Chen Ye had Xue Nan remove several metal anti-skid chains from another vehicle to keep as spares.

He also reduced the tire pressure somewhat.

Xue Nan was quite puzzled. Mr. Chen’s vehicle looked much shabbier than the others.

Why not simply change to a different vehicle?

But he didn’t know that Chen Ye’s vehicle was no longer just a simple means of transport—it was a Wonder.

Just being a Wonder made it far beyond comparison with ordinary vehicles.

As an ordinary person, he couldn’t see any difference in this vehicle.

As for Chu Che’s side, they had also started preparing for tomorrow’s modifications.

Many parts of this modified off-road vehicle were already quite well-equipped, making further modifications rather difficult.

Old Bao simply had some survivors make some basic optimizations.

By the time they finished these tasks, the blood moon had slowly risen into the sky.

Night fell, and the Anomalies became active.

His enhanced right eye could see countless indescribable eyes outside the school. The owners of these eyes hid in the darkness, watching this place eerily.

From time to time, he could hear drool dripping onto the snow, corroding it.

Who knows what bizarre forms lurked behind those eyes.

But these shadows in the darkness didn’t dare set foot inside the school.

Xue Nan was already shivering from the cold, his ugly face deathly pale.

It was hard to tell whether he was frightened by the Anomalies’ aura or just freezing.

Chen Ye had originally wanted to raise the vehicle’s chassis to avoid scraping the undercarriage when leaving this place in the future.

Although the Apocalyptic Pickup Truck’s chassis wasn’t afraid of any damage or scraping, it would still affect normal driving. With this much snow, there was a high possibility of the chassis getting stuck, rendering the vehicle immobile.

But this project was too extensive, and there were no corresponding parts available.

Even if he wanted to use the System to complete this project, he didn’t have enough Slaughter Points at the moment.

It’s important to know that having the System handle both labor and materials would be very expensive.

Chen Ye simply couldn’t afford it right now.

Old Bao had the convoy assistant obtain several walkie-talkies and gave one to Chen Ye.

As for where they came from—definitely taken from the Death God Church’s resources.

“Mr. Chen, Old Bao said the walkie-talkie needs to be returned. Please…”

Before Xiao Wang could finish, Chen Ye waved his hand to dismiss him.

Return it?

Are you kidding?

Whatever comes into my hands becomes mine.

If the Death God Church comes asking for it later, it wasn’t me who borrowed it anyway—let them find whoever borrowed it.

Perhaps Old Bao never expected Chen Ye to be this shameless.

Going out to gather supplies tomorrow was clearly not going to be a comfortable task.

Just the driving issues alone would give everyone headaches.

Just at that moment, Chen Ye received a notification from the System—the upgraded Death God Blood Tears were ready.

Chen Ye’s face showed no expression as he used the System to upgrade and adapt the vehicle’s seats.

Fortunately, the adaptation conditions were well met, and the System’s solution only required fifty Slaughter Points.

Upgrading the truck bed to add spare tire mounting positions and enhance its load-bearing capacity used up the last remaining Slaughter Points completely.

After dinner.

Chen Ye went to the rooftop again to cultivate.

Unexpectedly, there was someone else on the rooftop today.

A human-shaped snow figure sat in the snow, completely buried by the heavy snow, with only a small space around the nose and mouth.

Chen Ye glanced over and recognized it as Ding Dong.

The woman sat cross-legged there like a stone, completely integrated with heaven and earth.

Chen Ye didn’t disturb Ding Dong, finding a spot relatively far from her to sit cross-legged.

He then took out the Purified Death God Blood Tears and drank it all in one gulp.

He began cultivating the Observing the Blood Moon Breathing Technique.

Several hours later, Chen Ye could clearly feel his strength improving again.

Though the improvement wasn’t as dramatic as yesterday’s.

It seemed his body had developed resistance to the Purified Death God Blood Tears.

Probably after a few more times, even the Purified Death God Blood Tears would become ineffective for him.

By then, he should be able to advance to Sequence 2.

Looking toward where Ding Dong had been, there was no one there anymore.

Only then did Chen Ye leave the rooftop and return to Classroom 3, Grade 4.

Iron Lion was lying on the floor, snoring loudly.

Because Iron Lion’s physique was too large, the bed prepared for him couldn’t accommodate such a big frame.

Therefore, Iron Lion simply placed the mattress on the floor to sleep.

His blanket had long since disappeared to who-knows-where, and he lay completely exposed to the cold air, yet showed no discomfort whatsoever.

As for Captain Chu Che, this mysterious person—no one knew where he was now.

Just as Chen Ye lay down on his bed, he saw Chu Che mysteriously returning from outside.

“What have you been doing these past few nights?”

They both asked simultaneously.

They paused for a moment, then both felt a sense of mutual understanding.

“Never mind, let’s get some sleep. We have things to do tomorrow!”

Again, they spoke in unison!

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