Apocalyptic Extraordinary Convoy, I'm really not weird!

The entire search process is incredibly fast.

The doors and windows of each villa were either damaged or ajar.

The interior was mostly covered with thick dust, and the furniture was messy and overturned. There were no signs of any fierce struggle or hasty escape, as if no one usually lived here, or very few people lived here.

Occasionally, you can find some rotten clothes in the closet, but the kitchen and bathroom are empty, with very little even the most common garbage.

The focus of the search was on community supermarkets and staff canteens, which made everyone's hearts sink to the bottom.

The shelves were leaning precariously, empty except for some weathered, unidentified debris.

The refrigerator and storage room were excessively clean.

After searching every corner, I found only a few packets of what looked like leftover cookies, a few half-opened mineral water bottles, and some household items.

Two hours passed in a dull search and an increasingly heavy atmosphere.

When the groups regrouped in the open space at the entrance to the villa area, the outcome was clear from the blank and disappointed expressions on everyone's faces, almost without needing to be reported.

Chen Shou, Lin Wei, Lao Zhao Tou, Su Ye, Wu Feng, Wang Kui, and Zhou Lie gathered together again, away from the other survivors, forming a repressive little circle.

The atmosphere was even more somber than when we got off the bus.

Expectations were dashed, and even the last shred of hope was crushed by reality.

Everyone's gaze involuntarily turned once again to the quiet amusement park not far away.

There, the Ferris wheel's enormous silhouette, against the increasingly gloomy sky, resembled a single eye watching them.

Chen Shou and Wu Feng exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with solemnity and determination.

There are no more words, nor is there any need for them.

Chen Shou took a deep breath, turned to the crowd, and his voice sounded particularly heavy:

"Looks like there's no other choice."

His gaze swept over his teammates, over Wu Feng and his two companions, and over the ordinary survivors whose faces showed fear.

"Take a ten-minute break, check your equipment, and rehydrate."

Then,"

He raised his hand, pointing slowly but firmly to the rusted amusement park gate.

"Let's go in."

The objective was clear: to find any available supplies, especially food, medicine, and fuel.

Maintain maximum vigilance; do not touch anything that looks suspicious; immediately report any discoveries or anomalies.

The oppressive ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

The group regrouped in front of the rusty amusement park gate.

Unlike before, this time, the number of people entering the gate has decreased sharply.

Besides Chen Shou, Lin Wei, Lao Zhao Tou, Su Ye, and the seven awakened individuals Wu Feng, Wang Kui, and Zhou Lie, only about twenty ordinary survivors were willing to follow suit.

The rest, either out of fear of the ominous aura emanating from the desolate paradise, or because they still had the last bit of food they were reluctant to eat, preferred to stay on the outskirts of the relatively "normal" villa area to be responsible for receiving and guarding the vehicles.

No one blames those who back down.

Faced with such a perilous place, courage and despair require equal weight.

Chen Shou glanced one last time at the anxious faces behind him, exchanged a look with Wu Feng, took a deep breath, and pushed open the unlocked, rusty iron door.

The hinges emitted a harsh, teeth-grinding groan, shattering the fragile, silent balance between the inside and outside of the door.

"Walk."

At Chen Shou's command, he walked in front, with Su Ye and Old Zhao walking on either side, and Lin Wei behind the three of them.

Wu Feng nodded to Wang Kui and Zhou Lie and went inside first.

Wang Kui spat and let out a low growl to bolster his courage.

Zhou Lie's eyes were dark, and his fingers unconsciously traced his chest again.

The group filed in.

The anticipated attack or anomaly did not occur immediately.

The amusement park remained deathly silent, with only their chaotic footsteps and suppressed breathing echoing among the empty rides.

Although the road was cracked, there wasn't much debris.

The faded and worn facilities stand silently, showing no unusual activity except for the rust and damage left by the years;

The European-style buildings and fairytale cottages were all quiet and unremarkable.

After the initial tension subsided, the search began.

They prioritize fairytale-themed guesthouses, themed restaurants, and souvenir shops.

The dilapidated doors and windows were carefully pried open, and the beam of a flashlight pierced the darkness.

Surprisingly, they actually made a discovery.

In the kitchen of a "pirate ship" themed restaurant, several boxes of unopened canned food with cartoon patterns were found.

Inside a "forest candy house," a number of sealed packages of hard candy and chocolate were found.

Even in an employee break area, some unused makeshift medical kits, batteries, and other personal items were found.

Although the harvest was scattered, it truly ignited hope in the eyes of the survivors.

Hope, however small, can dispel some of the fear.

As the search deepened and more scattered supplies were discovered, people's tense nerves began to relax unconsciously.

Efficiency has become more important than security.

"Searching all at once like this is too slow."

The leader of a survivor group couldn't help but suggest to Chen Shou,

"Captain Chen, this place looks..."

It seems there's really no danger.

Why don't we spread out a bit, define different areas, and speed up the search?

If we can finish searching this outer area before dark, we might find even more treasures.

Chen Shou frowned. His sensory sequence still couldn't detect any living creatures or obvious energy threats, but the "something was wrong" feeling deeply rooted in this area lingered.

He looked at Wu Feng, who also shook his head slightly, indicating that his "guide" sequence had also not issued any warnings.

Seeing the renewed desire for supplies in his men's eyes, and glancing at the sky, Chen Shou finally nodded with difficulty and gave the order in a deep voice:

"You can spread out a bit, but you must ensure that there are at least three people in a group, and absolutely no one is allowed to be alone!"

The search area is limited to what is within sight. If anything happens, immediately shout loudly and move towards the center area!

Once the order was given, the search team, like ink drops in clear water, cautiously began to spread outwards.

Time seemed to slow down, with only the rustling of items being searched, hushed conversations, and footsteps echoing in the empty park.

Sunlight filters through the thin clouds, casting dappled shadows on the amusement park rides whose colors have been brought back to life.

Wait, the colors are so vibrant?

I don't know when it started, but the thick layer of dust and rust that covered everything seems to have... faded?

Is the sense of decay fading?

Some people vaguely felt that the carousel's paint was a bit too bright, but busy searching and moving things, they just assumed it was an illusion caused by changes in light.

until--

"when--!"

A deep, resonant chime, seemingly traversing endless time, came without warning from the top of the decorative clock tower in the center of the park!

The bell rang loudly, instantly engulfing the entire amusement park!

Just as the bells rang out, an invisible and indescribable wave swept across the clock tower like ripples on water!

Everyone, whether awakened or ordinary, felt a chill run down their spine, as if their heart was being gripped by an invisible hand, and their minds went blank for an extremely short time.

The next instant after the ripples passed—

A miracle, or rather, a nightmare, occurred.