Apocalyptic Extraordinary Convoy, I'm really not weird!

It's been three months since the apocalypse.

From initially fleeing in panic, to barely keeping up with Chen Shou's convoy, to awakening his abilities, participating in battles, and distributing supplies...

His life then had a clear direction and rhythm.

The convoy is like a large ship sailing on a raging sea. Even though it is bumpy, dangerous, and people keep falling into the water, it always has a forward course and a collective goal.

Su Ye only needs to play her role well on this ship, strive to survive, and become stronger.

And now, the ship...

Missed.

He was like a drifter cast into an endless ocean, having lost all his reference points.

Should we continue heading in that general direction?

However, the significance of that direction is based on the two premises of "pursuing the bizarre" and "the convoy being in front".

Now that the premise has collapsed, what's the point of going in that direction?

To him, there was no difference between east, west, south, and north in the desolate, perilous wilderness.

A profound sense of bewilderment, mixed with a feeling of utter loneliness at being abandoned by the world, seeped into my very bones.

For a fleeting moment, he stood rooted to the spot, unsure which foot to step with.

"Which way should we go?"

He looked around and, for the first time, felt at a loss for what to do with this simple question.

But he didn't stay there for long.

His survival instinct compelled him to move; staying in an open area would be foolish.

He could only continue forward by relying on his memory and the last direction he sensed, while pushing his perception to its limits, hoping to recapture a sliver of the "human spirit" that belonged to humanity.

One day passed.

Aside from the dried-up riverbed, the withered forest, the jagged rocks, and some eerie places he had sensed beforehand and areas that filled him with immense fear even before he got close, he found nothing.

The food and water in my backpack are slowly being consumed.

Two days have passed.

The cruelty of the wilderness began to be revealed in a more direct way.

The strange creatures do not coexist peacefully; the law of the jungle applies here as well.

Su Ye's aura, a mixture of "kindred spirits" and "life force," was even more conspicuous in the eyes of some strange beings, making him appear as either "suspicious prey" or "a competitor intruding into their territory."

He was ambushed multiple times, twice before he even had time to react before being caught in close combat.

Once, while resting at night, he was attacked by a group of small, eerie creatures that resembled shadow bats. They were attracted by his blood and qi and frantically tore at his flesh.

Su Ye launched a sudden counterattack, waving his claws and sweeping his tentacles. It took him some effort to devour them all, replenishing the strange power he had consumed. His total power returned to around 2200 points, and his body was passively strengthened through the continuous battle and devouring.

The other was a true test of life and death.

It happened on a seemingly peaceful wasteland covered with tall, withered grass. A seemingly harmless, even somewhat comical, tattered scarecrow stood quietly in the grass.

As Su Ye passed by it within a dozen meters, without warning, he lost control of his body!

Conscious, yet trapped in a glass dome, watching helplessly as "himself" becomes a puppet, performing bizarre actions, like a clown putting on a hilarious show for the audience, only these actions are incredibly bloody and cruel!

That scarecrow is weird!

It is "playing," manipulating its prey that has fallen into its trap with its terrifying mental or rule-based abilities.

Su Ye roared inwardly, his strange source energy surging wildly within his body in an attempt to resist, but to no avail.

Even with the addition of the strange power of the [Alien] sequence, it still had no effect. It wasn't a contest of power; it was a contest of rules. He had entered the other party's territory and violated it.

Even though he didn't know why he had offended the other party simply by passing by, the sequence gave him the feedback that he had offended the other party.

He could only watch helplessly as his body continued to commit incredibly cruel acts of self-harm, breaking bones and tearing flesh.

In the end, he could only desperately invest all his strange power into the instantaneous repair of his body!

As soon as the broken bone was snapped, black and red filaments rushed up and forcibly joined it back together.

The torn muscle hadn't completely separated when it was pulled back into place by the wriggling granulation tissue...

This is a desperate war of attrition.

His body became a battlefield, and strange power poured out like a flood to counter the scarecrow's eerie and continuous physical destruction and mental suppression.

A short hour felt like an eternity.

When Su Ye's strange power was almost exhausted and his spirit was on the verge of collapse, the scarecrow seemed to have finally "gotten tired of playing with him".

Its empty "eyes" seemed to glance at Su Ye, and then, the powerful mental control suddenly withdrew, no longer controlling, but transforming into an invisible, extremely sharp force that slashed through Su Ye's body!

"laugh--!"

Su Ye didn't even feel any pain; she only felt her vision shift and the world spin.

His body was cut in two at the waist!

His upper body fell into the dust, while his lower body was still twitching a few meters away.

The excruciating pain then surged like a tsunami, but he gritted his teeth and, in the instant his body was severed, he used all the strange source power and strange power within him to do one thing: completely conceal all his aura!

Without the support of the strange source power and strange power, his body instantly collapsed, his blood and qi drained away, and before long, he was truly like a corpse. Even his consciousness gradually weakened, weakening to the point that it would dissipate at any moment!

The scarecrow stared at him silently for several seconds, seemingly confirming that the "strange toy" was completely "broken," before taking stiff steps and slowly disappearing into the distant mist.

Until the suffocating mental pressure completely subsided, Su Ye's extremely thin consciousness activated the hidden power within the sequence.

hum...

A faint blackish-red light shone at the severed points of his two bodies. Thin, hair-like blackish-red tentacles emerged with difficulty. After making contact, they intertwined and pulled each other towards themselves. Then, like the most precise stitches, they began to slowly separate the blood vessels, nerves, bones, internal organs, and muscles...

Reconnect, dock, and integrate.

This process is slow and painful, and it consumes the last bit of his life essence and foundational sequence.

When his upper and lower body were finally glued back together and the surface wounds began to heal, Su Ye was so weak that he could barely move his fingers, and all the strange power in his body was gone.

"Almost..."

He was so close to dying...

He lay on the cold earth, gazing up at the gray sky, and for the first time realized with such clarity:

Even with the [Alien] sequence, and even with such bizarre and powerful regenerative abilities and disguise, he was still as fragile as an ant in this wilderness.

Those terrifying beings with unpredictable rules and bizarre abilities could kill him at any moment in the most absurd and powerless way.

After resting for a long time, he finally managed to get up and stagger away from the place that had almost become his grave.

This experience changed his behavior; he no longer recklessly exuded a strange aura.

Caution and secrecy became the highest principles for his subsequent actions.

That day, after carefully hunting down a strange creature and paying a heavy price, Su Ye leaned against a sheltered rock, panting.

He took out the last half of a compressed biscuit and the last half bottle of water from his backpack, ate them with relish, and realized that his supplies were exhausted.

Just as he poured the last drop of water into his mouth, feeling the brief comfort of his throat being moistened, a faint, distant, yet incredibly familiar "wave" gently touched the edge of his senses!

That was a gathering of living people!

It is a flame where life gathers and converges!