Chu Che also wanted to leave this place sooner rather than later.

Forget about the sense of unease this place gave him.

Just the looks those people gave them on the way back today, after their convoy took first and second place, was enough to make Chu Che feel the danger.

Facing Sun Xixi’s words, Chu Che shook his head. “It’s not the right time yet!”

“Starting today, we all need to live together. My courtyard is the largest; you can all move in!”

“Arrange people to keep watch every night.”

“Yezi, you shouldn’t live alone either.”

“……”

A series of arrangements made the tense atmosphere within the convoy palpable.

……

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

The atmosphere in Deputy City Lord Ding Shen’s courtyard wasn’t quite right either.

Earlier, that Tangled Crowd had demanded five hundred people from Ding Shen in one go.

But now…

Only a dozen or so people had died in this No-Rules Race.

If this situation had occurred before the apocalypse, it would absolutely be global-level breaking news.

But now…

Aside from the friends of the deceased, no one cared whether these people were dead or alive.

A cacophony of noises came from the darkness.

It sounded like dozens of people whispering in the dark.

“Ding Shen, you did not fulfill our deal!”

The speaker was a gloomy, old woman’s voice.

A blurry spherical shape appeared especially eerie in the darkness.

Ding Shen lowered his gaze slightly, a thread of killing intent flickering in his eyes. “Five hundred people is impossible!”

A child’s voice spoke: “Heh heh heh… Ding Shen, this wasn’t a demand for me alone.”

A young girl’s voice: “There are others behind me!”

A young man’s voice: “Compared to them, I’m the easiest one to talk to!”

A middle-aged man’s voice: “You don’t want them coming to find you, do you?”

Ding Shen laughed, the sound starting with anger and swelling into something louder. “Heh heh heh… Ha ha ha…”

The laughter grew louder and louder.

“Someone once told me not to make deals with Anomalies.”

“I didn’t believe it at first!”

“Now… you are nothing but a pack of untrustworthy, inhuman beasts!”

By the end of his speech, Deputy City Lord Ding was clearly consumed by rage.

His eyes were bloodshot.

An elderly voice again: “Tsk tsk tsk… Ding Shen, we are different from you. Your curses mean nothing to us.”

The child’s voice: “Deputy City Lord Ding, perhaps you should have listened to what that person told you earlier!”

The young girl’s voice: “Ah… pitiful. The Guardian Sequence truly is the most pitiful among all Sequence superhumans.”

The middle-aged man’s voice: “Guardian, Guardian. What an ironic title. Ding Shen, what exactly are you guarding? The Oasis, or humanity?”

A teenage boy’s voice: “Pathetic. Ding Shen, don’t think we don’t know about your little schemes. Heh heh…”

A middle-aged woman’s voice: “Ding Shen, you’d better watch your step… they… have already arrived…”

An old woman’s voice: “Many… so many…”

Those chaotic voices slowly faded into the darkness, as if they had never been there.

……

Boss Gao was dead.

His death was meaningless!

At least, for the people in the convoy.

However, Boss Gao had also contributed to the convoy.

For example, stirring up trouble in the city before the race.

Boss Gao had put in significant effort.

If you really calculated it, Boss Gao could be considered a mid-level manager within the convoy.

Several people, under the cover of night, selected a fairly decent burial plot for Boss Gao outside the city.

Iron Lion and Sun Qianqian did not attend this funeral.

After all, there were the supplies they had just obtained in the Inner City; someone had to keep an eye on them.

Ding Dong and Zhou Xiaoxiao didn’t come either.

Those attending the funeral were Chu Che, Chen Ye, Xu Lina, Xue Nan, and Xiao Fu…

and Boss Gao’s two underlings.

Throughout the entire process, only Boss Gao’s two underlings continuously shed tears.

Xue Nan presided over the funeral…

Boss Gao had been a figure of some standing even before the apocalypse.

Who could have imagined his funeral would be so simple.

If it were before the apocalypse, every single person present here would have found it difficult to even get an audience with Boss Gao.

As for avenging Boss Gao or something like that.

Everyone just thought about it for a moment and then gave up.

Because Boss Gao wasn’t the only one who died in this No-Rules Race.

There were even many Superhumans among the dead.

It was clearly stated before the race that this was a no-rules competition.

Deaths were absolutely going to happen.

Of course, if it had been Chu Che or Iron Lion who died, Chen Ye wouldn’t care about any rules; he would definitely seek revenge.

But Boss Gao…

Wasn’t worth it…

Just then, a gaunt figure was seen slowly approaching from not far away.

It was Chen Hao…

Chen Hao walked forward in silence, finally arriving before Boss Gao’s grave.

Chen Hao took out three somewhat crumpled Huazi cigarettes from his pocket, seemingly intending to light them as an offering to Boss Gao.

But unfortunately, this man clearly didn’t know how to smoke.

Before he could finish one cigarette, he started coughing violently.

It was a complete mess.

Chen Ye couldn’t stand watching, took out a lighter to help him light it, and then stuffed it back into Chen Hao’s hand.

Chen Hao respectfully placed the three cigarettes in front of Boss Gao’s tombstone.

Then he earnestly kowtowed three times, his head knocking audibly against the ground.

For a moment, the scene was so quiet that only the sound of the wind remained.

The Soul-Guarding Seven-Color Pansies planted before Boss Gao’s grave swayed gently in the breeze, their multi-colored flowers bobbing.

It looked quite beautiful…

“Mr. Gao wasn’t exactly a good man in life!”

“Anyone who could reach his level had to have some methods.”

“When I met him, he was already a big shot.”

“He helped me!”

“So, whether he was a good man in others’ eyes doesn’t matter.”

“But, in my eyes, he was a good man!”

Chen Hao, unusually, didn’t stammer and spoke this long passage in one breath.

Chu Che rubbed his increasingly sparse hair, his voice also tinged with sorrow.

“Yeah, such a man, yet he ended up like this!”

Hearing Chu Che’s voice, Chen Hao’s entire brow furrowed. He spun around abruptly, his eyes blazing as he stared at Chu Che.

Chu Che took two slight steps back, looking ready to bolt at any moment.

“Chen Hao, you… are you crazy? You want to hit me?”

Stimulated by Chu Che’s words, Chen Hao seemed to grow even more furious.

His figure blurred as he appeared in front of Chu Che, grabbing his collar, gritting his teeth, and growling in a low voice, “Chu Che, didn’t you name the convoy ‘Fairness’?”

Xue Nan was just about to step in to break it up, but Chen Ye reached out a hand to stop him.

“Weren’t you always the one touting fairness?”

“Mr. Gao did so much for you all? Why? Why didn’t you give him a chance!”

“Do you really think no one knows about those little schemes you’ve been pulling in Oasis City?”

“Do you know how much Mr. Gao shielded you from?”

“Do you know?”

By the end, Chen Hao was clearly enraged, veins bulging on his forehead, his temples throbbing.

Chu Che reached up and wiped the spit Chen Hao had sprayed on his face.

“Chen Hao, you’re not stammering?”

Unexpectedly, that was his reply.

Chen Hao cursed angrily, “Scumbag!”

A heavy fist slammed into Chu Che’s face.

Chu Che was knocked down by the punch.

Seeing Chen Hao was about to come up and pummel him, Chen Ye quickly retreated.

“Chen Hao, are you crazy? He’s the squad leader, I’m not. Why would you hit me?”

Chen Ye, the master of shifting blame, immediately went into action.

“You…”

Chen Hao was furious…

“See… it has nothing to do with me. If you want to find someone, find Squad Leader Chu!”

Chen Ye took shamelessness to the extreme…

It wasn’t that Chen Ye couldn’t take Chen Hao.

It was just that this guy was one of the rare, genuinely humane people Chen Ye had encountered in the apocalypse.

Therefore, Chen Ye was unwilling to fight such a person.

Chen Hao felt Chen Ye’s words made some sense. If you want to find someone, find the leader.

Chen Hao turned his head back, continuing to glare furiously at Chu Che. “Chu Che, weren’t you always the one touting fairness?”

“Boss Gao did so much, all he wanted was a Spot. Don’t you feel guilty?”

Seeing Chu Che was about to speak.

Chen Hao immediately cut him off, continuing to grit his teeth and growl in a low voice, “Don’t you dare say you’re sorry to Mr. Gao! He’s already dead. Words are useless now.”

Chu Che shook his head. “No, what I wanted to say is, this kind of thing won’t only happen this once. There will likely be many more times in the future!”

“You…”

Chen Hao was beside himself with anger. “What about your fairness? You hypocrite!”

Chu Che slowly got up from the ground, patted the dust off his clothes, didn’t look at Chen Hao, and instead turned to gaze at a wisp of lingering cloud on the horizon.

His entire being seemed to become somewhat desolate.

Chen Ye saw through it at a glance; this guy was putting on a show of being deep and profound, probably afraid of provoking Chen Hao and getting beaten up again.

“Chen Hao, the world has become like this. Does something like fairness even matter anymore?”

“You… hypocrite!”

“A hypocritical fairness is the true fairness. Unfairness is the true fairness!”

Hearing this sentence made Chen Ye roll his eyes.

Probably only someone like Chen Hao would actually listen to such talk.

If it were him, he would have thrown a punch long ago.

“Chen Hao, if it were you, when you had an opportunity in your hands, would you give it to someone closest to you, or to someone like Boss Gao?”

“……”

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