Wherever they passed, the blurry figures standing on both sides of the road would turn their heads to watch this group of people.

Apart from the sound of tires crushing the road surface, there was no other extra noise.

Not a single person spoke.

Chen Ye drove the Apocalyptic Pickup Truck as if it were an airplane, the cabin on the truck bed swaying violently, nearly bouncing off the bed several times.

If the cabin fell off the truck bed, the upgrade would probably fail as well.

Willow branches spread out, tightly binding the cabin to the truck bed.

Something major was definitely happening in Fog City. If they didn’t escape now, they might be trapped here forever.

The convoy’s speed grew faster and faster.

It wasn’t until the buildings on both sides grew increasingly sparse and the fog grew increasingly thin.

That Chen Ye finally slowly reduced his speed.

Fog Slaves were still there!

Just not as many.

Chen Ye even saw that the physique of one of the Fog Slaves looked somewhat familiar, as if it were a survivor from the previous convoy.

Taking a slightly longer look, a gaunt man’s face flickered within the fog-condensed head, flashing by for just a moment before transforming into a silently screaming mouth.

Suddenly, Chen Ye saw a group of people standing by the roadside not far from this gaunt man.

There weren’t many of these people, just three or five.

The hunched figure at the front was instantly recognizable to Chen Ye.

It was Old Bao!

Old Bao now stood hunched by the roadside, his fog-condensed head devoid of any human expression.

Only occasionally would a pair of aged, worldly-wise eyes and a mouth in the midst of a shout surface.

And next to Old Bao stood that somewhat thin, not very tall fog-condensed figure.

Although the face was also just a mass of thick fog.

Chen Ye was certain this was the convoy assistant, Xiao Wang.

Although Xiao Wang was the convoy assistant, Chen Ye had never heard of this person bullying ordinary people by leveraging this position.

Last time, before encountering the Camel Train, Chu Che had him stand on a sand dune to observe.

That kid had foolishly stood there, enduring the forty-degree Celsius heat, just like that.

Behind the two of them were several other familiar-looking figures, all seemingly people from the convoy.

But Chen Ye wasn’t familiar with them.

The Apocalyptic Pickup Truck passed by Old Bao and Xiao Wang.

Old Bao seemed to retain some remnants of human memory, lifting his head to look at Chen Ye, a kind smile surfacing on his foggy head.

Xiao Wang stood motionless behind Old Bao, but his head moved along with Chen Ye’s vehicle.

Though there was no expression, Chen Ye was certain Xiao Wang was probably saying goodbye to him.

Chen Ye’s speed gradually decreased, finally stopping not far away.

By now, they had completely left the fog. The surroundings were lush and green, visibility was excellent, and distant mountains and leaves on treetops were visible.

Even the dampness in the air had improved significantly.

The sunlight felt warm and comfortable on the skin.

But for the first time, Chen Ye felt somewhat uncomfortable inside.

Chen Ye, who would do anything to survive, now actually felt some emotion weighing on his heart, unable to swallow it down or spit it out.

The sunlight felt a bit harsh.

Chen Ye rummaged through the cockpit for the long-unused Sunglasses and put them on.

Hiding the terrifying Blood Eye and the horrifying flesh cavity behind the dark lenses.

Looking like this, it was indeed much better than his previous half-human, half-ghost appearance.

After parking the vehicle, Chen Ye stood by the car, fishing out a Ta cigarette from his pocket.

He didn’t have many Huazi left, so he needed to smoke them sparingly.

As the smoke curled upwards, Chen Ye felt the restlessness in his heart lessen a bit.

Compared to Chen Ye’s attitude.

When Chu Che saw these two figures, it was as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer.

In just an instant, Chu Che felt his breathing become somewhat rapid, as if he couldn’t catch his breath, his nose slightly sour.

And the other figures behind these two.

They all looked somewhat familiar.

“Stop… stop!”

Xiao Fu slammed on the brakes, the modified off-roader coming to a steady stop in front of the two figures.

The vehicles following behind also slowed down and stopped one after another.

Chu Che stumbled barefoot out of the vehicle. In that moment, this somewhat cunning Captain Chu seemed to have aged ten years!

His back was no longer as straight as before, instead somewhat resembling Old Bao’s.

Step by step, he approached Old Bao’s Fog Slave. Chu Che reached out, wanting to touch Old Bao.

But in the end, he only disturbed some of the fog.

Chu Che wanted to reach out and touch Xiao Wang, but the result was the same.

Chu Che stood silently in front of the two figures, his face expressionless, only his cheeks puffing in and out slightly, a red flush spreading up his neck.

As the captain, he couldn’t show sorrow in front of his team members.

Otherwise, how could he lead everyone to survive until the end?

Chu Che’s head hung slightly low, his hands hanging at his sides, fingertips trembling faintly.

“This is… Old Bao, he… how did he become like this?”

“And Xiao Wang, you… how could you end up like this?”

Sun Xixi stood incredulously beside Chu Che, looking at the Fog Slave before her. Her beautiful large eyes trembled violently, her pupils filled with utter disbelief.

Last time they parted, Sun Xixi knew Old Bao was in poor health, even considering that he might not make it.

But she never expected that when she saw Old Bao again, he would have become a Fog Slave.

This gave Sun Xixi a sense of disconnection.

Old Bao was one thing, but how could Xiao Wang also…

“Everyone who dies in the thick fog will eventually become a Fog Slave!”

“Old Bao and Xiao Wang… they didn’t make it out!”

Chu Che’s voice was very calm, using calm words to describe the cruelest reality.

The Pink-haired Girl’s small mouth opened slightly, her face wearing an indescribable expression of sorrow and shock.

None of the three of them had died, so they didn’t know the mechanism of Fog Slaves.

“Old Bao… you… what happened to you?”

“Waaah… Xiao Wang!”

The first to cry wasn’t Chu Che, but the tiny Little Fish.

Little Fish cried, tears and snot mixing together, indistinguishable as they slid from the corners of her mouth down to her chin, leaving a long trail.

If you had to name a friend Old Bao had in the convoy, it was probably only Little Fish.

Chu Che didn’t even count as Old Bao’s friend.

As for Chen Ye, he definitely wasn’t.

The reason was rather cliché. Old Bao had lost all his family. Sometimes, he would view the innocent and lively Little Fish as his own daughter or granddaughter.

Many people in the convoy had received Old Bao’s care.

“Old Bao… Old Bao… Xiao Wang…”

“Waaah…”

A shadow enveloped Little Fish. Iron Lion, having awakened at some unknown time, stood beside Little Fish, silently watching all this.

Ding Dong also got out of the cockpit of the last Panel Van.

This woman had joined the convoy last.

But along the way, she hadn’t received any less care from Old Bao.

When she first joined the convoy, it was Old Bao who showed her the convoy’s rules. It was also he who suggested she first join Iron Lion’s team.

And it was he who distributed supplies to her at that time.

Every time Ding Dong saw Old Bao, she always felt he looked very tired.

She just never expected that meeting again would be like this.

The survivors from the convoy got out of their vehicles one by one.

Seeing Old Bao, Xiao Wang, and the other familiar blurry figures.

Everyone’s eyes were red.

Some even reached out, wanting to touch them, but ended up touching nothing.

Some couldn’t accept this outcome, unable to hold back from hugging their heads and weeping.

The blurry figures of the few of them just stood there, motionless. Occasionally, their faces would surface within the thick fog of their heads, making people’s hearts ache even more.

Xue Nan stood dazedly in front of the vehicle, not daring to approach.

He thought of his sister. Could she already be dead? Also turned into a Fog Slave?

Just that he hadn’t seen her.

No!

That shouldn’t be!

My sister should still be alive, I can feel it!

His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, but the expression on Xue Nan’s face didn’t change in the slightest.

Xue Nan bowed deeply to Old Bao and Xiao Wang.

“Old Bao, I will do what you used to do. We will survive until the end!”

Xiao Fu also bowed deeply. “Old Bao, Xiao Wang, I… I will definitely do my job seriously!”

Zhou Xiaoxiao stood at the back of the crowd. Having lost her sister and even her vehicle, Zhou Xiaoxiao was now the person with the lowest presence in the entire convoy.

Zhou Xiaoxiao didn’t have such deep feelings for Old Bao and Xiao Wang.

But even so, Zhou Xiaoxiao also felt very sad.

Perhaps everyone would end up like this in the end.

The difference was only a matter of sooner or later.

Chu Che’s voice was unprecedentedly weary as he said softly, “Everyone, get back in the vehicles first!”

“Squad Leader Chu!”

“It’s fine. Let me stay with Old Bao for a while. Just… three minutes!”

Little Fish wiped her tears and returned to the vehicle.

The driverless off-road vehicle slowly drove forward a few dozen meters, stopping beside Chen Ye’s vehicle.

The other vehicles passed by Old Bao and Xiao Wang one by one.

Everyone who passed by Old Bao and Xiao Wang would bow deeply to the two of them.

Even the pregnant woman with the large belly did the same.

But just at that moment, an earth-shattering, ambiguous dragon’s roar came from within the thick fog of Fog City.

Causing the entire thick fog of Fog City to churn and surge.

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by NovelKeep