“Did you hear anything strange last night?”

Captain Chu stood by the tent window holding a cup of light tea, watching Chen Ye busy himself not far away.

When he noticed Chen Ye looking over, Captain Chu raised his cup in greeting.

Captain Chu was quite astonished by Chen Ye’s vehicle.

Just last night it had been a beat-up tricycle, but overnight it had transformed into an Apocalyptic Pickup Truck.

If he weren’t suspicious, Captain Chu probably wouldn’t be fit to hold his position as captain.

And with the Eavesdropping Radio in his possession, no secret in the convoy could escape his ears.

“I didn’t hear any strange sounds!”

“Something’s fishy, something’s fishy!”

The radio emitted an eerie tone.

The system upgrade hadn’t produced any sound, only causing the upgraded object to momentarily phase out when the upgrade completed.

Therefore, the Eavesdropping Radio hadn’t picked up anything about the system.

This wasn’t the first time something like this had happened.

The fact that even the Eavesdropping Radio couldn’t uncover this secret made every cell in Captain Chu’s body tingle with excitement.

Could it be some new type of Sequence Superpower?

Mechanic Sequence?

I’d be a fool to believe that!

“Hehe… It seems our friend here definitely has big secrets!”

“But so what if he has secrets?”

“Who in this convoy doesn’t have secrets?”

“But who knows more secrets than I do?”

“Interesting…”

Captain Chu expressed complete indifference toward the secrets Chen Ye might possess.

It was just that damn voyeuristic urge that Captain Chu couldn’t resist.

What Captain Chu cared about was that perverse pleasure of eavesdropping on secrets.

Not the things the secrets themselves represented.

Even though he knew Chen Ye’s secrets were likely significant, Captain Chu had no intention of forcing Chen Ye to reveal them.

In this apocalypse, who didn’t have secrets?

Whether it was the pink-haired, long-legged high school alcoholic girl, or the simple-minded Iron Lion, or even himself.

Everyone had secrets.

Even those ordinary survivors had their own secrets.

But… no one had as many secrets as Captain Chu.

…

Thanks to his superhuman physique, Chen Ye quickly installed one tire and moved on to the next.

Before long, all four tires were installed.

The Apocalyptic Pickup Truck with its tires mounted wasn’t much inferior to Nana and Captain Chu’s modified off-road vehicles.

If you just looked at appearance, it was even larger.

The vehicle measured six and a half meters long and two and a half meters wide.

It looked like a giant beast crouching on the desert highway.

Throughout the entire process, Xu Lina quietly helped Chen Ye without saying a word, as if she didn’t exist.

By the time they reached the second wheel, the woman no longer needed Chen Ye’s reminders – she knew exactly what he wanted with just a gesture.

Looking at the Apocalyptic Pickup Truck before him, Chen Ye felt quite pleased.

He pulled a cigarette case from his pants pocket and took out a Ta cigarette.

He flicked the lighter twice, but it wouldn’t ignite.

A gentle breeze carrying yellow sand blew in, extinguishing the lighter’s flame.

Suddenly sensing a fragrant breeze approaching, he looked up to see the woman had opened her coat to block the wind.

Since it was still morning and the temperature was slightly cool, the woman wore a trench coat over a tight black turtleneck base layer, with skinny jeans below.

Clearly, she had put effort into her appearance.

Her curvaceous figure appeared right before Chen Ye’s eyes.

Noticing Chen Ye’s gaze, the woman’s face flushed slightly as she turned away, not daring to look at him.

Their interaction at that moment resembled a famous scene from a certain short video.

It was surprising that the woman didn’t smell bad despite not bathing for so many days.

After lighting the cigarette, the woman closed her coat, her face still red as she looked toward the distant red clouds.

This slightly suggestive moment didn’t prompt Chen Ye to do anything inappropriate.

Before finishing his cigarette, Chen Ye held it in his mouth and began installing the engine.

This Apocalyptic Pickup Truck used both gasoline and electric drive systems.

The electric drive system used the same 27-horsepower engine from the previous Chopped Pepper Fish Head, with a battery capacity of about ten kilowatt-hours.

Fully charging such a vehicle battery with solar charging panels was basically impossible.

Even under ideal sunlight conditions, it would take ten days, or even several dozen days.

Therefore, Chen Ye’s previous plan to charge using outdoor solar charging panels required necessary upgrades and modifications to the panels.

Of course, that was for the future.

For now, the task was to install this 2.0t engine.

The system had already reserved space and all installation conditions in the front engine compartment.

Following the system’s guidance, Chen Ye easily installed the engine.

Excited, Chen Ye opened the door and climbed into the cockpit.

Besides the original dashboard from the Chopped Pepper Fish Head, the cockpit contained only a steering wheel.

No radio, no communication equipment, no seat warmers, no automatic ventilation.

Nothing at all.

The entire vehicle was manual transmission.

Even the seats were manually adjustable.

Although Chen Ye wasn’t proficient with manual transmission, he could still drive it.

Even the windows were hand-cranked.

All this was to save Slaughter Points.

There was only one headlight, taken from the previous motorcycle tricycle.

In this aspect, it somewhat resembled Chen Ye – both the vehicle and the man were one-eyed.

When the vehicle roared to life with a shuddering vibration.

Chen Ye’s smile stretched from ear to ear.

He couldn’t contain the grin on his face.

The configuration was simple, even barebones, but sitting in the vehicle gave Chen Ye an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

He had always been the straggler in this convoy.

During every migration, he always stumbled along at the back of the convoy.

The engine’s roar finally caught others’ attention.

“Damn, Yezi, you’re amazing! You managed to put together this big guy overnight!”

“Hey, is this… that previous Chopped Pepper Fish Head?”

The rarely sober long-legged girl, sporting pink hair, wandered over to Chen Ye’s vehicle, running her hands over the imposing-looking truck while continuously expressing admiration.

Not only was the long-legged girl amazed.

Even the survivors gathering around had shining eyes.

In this apocalypse, who wouldn’t want a vehicle for transportation?

Look at the Zhou sisters.

Just because the sisters had that small car, their quality of life surpassed what other survivors could achieve.

Not to mention Chen Ye’s Apocalyptic Pickup Truck.

The vehicle body alone measured six and a half meters, making it considerably longer than those two modified off-road vehicles.

This represented cargo capacity.

The other survivors’ eyes were filled with envy and jealousy.

“This vehicle… not bad, Yezi!”

“As expected of the Mechanic Sequence, impressive!”

The pink-haired girl circled the vehicle again and again.

“Yezi, get down, let me try it…”

Nana unceremoniously expressed her desire to test the vehicle.

Chen Ye chuckled as he got out of the vehicle.

The girl lifted her leg and climbed into the cab.

“Damn, your interior is this shabby?”

“Why is there nothing?”

“And it’s manual transmission!”

The moment she got in, the pink-haired girl expressed her disdain.

This vehicle’s interior was far inferior to her modified off-road vehicle.

Chen Ye didn’t mind her complaints at all, still smiling as he looked at his vehicle.

In the crowd, the feminine Xu Lina had already squeezed her way out, retrieving a stove and solid alcohol blocks from nearby supplies to start making breakfast.

Hmph! While everyone admires your achievements, only I care about whether you’re eating properly.

This time, let’s see how you escape my grasp.

Xu Lina’s lips curved slightly upward, but the expression quickly disappeared.

“Vroom! Screech!”

Suddenly, the Apocalyptic Pickup Truck’s engine roared violently, the vehicle creaking and groaning, terrifying the survivors gathered around.

At that moment, the vehicle lunged forward abruptly, tires emitting furious friction sounds.

The survivors who couldn’t dodge in time were scared out of their wits, crying for their parents as they tried to escape.

The vehicle surged forward three or four meters, scaring an old man who screamed and scrambled forward on hands and knees, with the Apocalyptic Pickup Truck less than two meters behind him.

Just as the vehicle was about to hit the old man.

“Screech!~~~”

The tires left two deep marks on the highway as the vehicle came to an abrupt stop.

The old man broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead, staring dumbfounded at the large vehicle before him before collapsing weakly to the ground.

This old man was none other than Old Zhangtou, who drove the low-speed electric vehicle.

Nana jumped out of the vehicle, her face slightly flushed: “Damn, I haven’t driven manual transmission in so many years, didn’t expect to be this rusty.”

The old man wanted to curse, but when he saw the long-legged girl, he forcibly swallowed whatever he was about to say.

Many nearby survivors had also been frightened, but didn’t dare curse at the pink-haired girl, struggling to contain themselves.

Chen Ye remained expressionless.

After all, the desert was vast – even if Nana drove recklessly, nothing would happen.

Besides, while the vehicle was simple, it was system-produced and guaranteed quality.

With the vehicle sorted, the next plan was to upgrade the Wonder.

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by NovelKeep