Apocalyptic Extraordinary Convoy, I'm really not weird!

The door was ajar, and the gap revealed pure darkness, impenetrable to light and sound, like a silent, gigantic maw.

"We were 'sent' here."

Wu Feng's voice was low, carrying suppressed anger and a hint of barely perceptible weakness.

His sequence of "guides" seemed to be imprisoned here, and he could only vaguely sense an extremely unsettling atmosphere emanating from inside the clock tower through long-term subconsciousness.

"Because we 'saw' those things and reacted."

Wang Kui clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking softly. He surveyed the empty surroundings and the black door, and said in a deep voice:

"This place is even more terrifying than outside; I can't activate my Sequence Power..."

"Brother Feng, Brother Zhao, we need to find a way to get out of here quickly!"

Try to start quickly and end quickly.

As they attempt to reach the edge of the circular plaza, an invisible wall of force appears, gently yet resolutely pushing them back to their original position.

Whether you charge in forcefully or try to break through from different angles, the result is the same.

Their activity area was confined to the stone slabs in front of the clock tower.

Hope seems to have been reduced to that door.

However, before they could discuss whether to risk exploring the door, changes began to occur among the ordinary survivors around them.

At first, these people simply sat slumped on the ground, sobbing softly, or staring blankly, immersed in immense fear.

But gradually, a strange restlessness began to spread among them.

Their eyes began to dart away, no longer looking directly at the three awakened ones, yet they couldn't help but glance at them out of the corner of their eyes, especially at the black door.

A middle-aged man with gray hair and tattered clothes suddenly raised his head, staring intently at Wu Feng, his lips trembling:

"Go...go in...there's...something inside..."

"There's a way out! There must be a way out!"

A young woman nearby immediately chimed in, her face still streaked with tears, but her eyes burning with an unhealthy fervor:

"I……

I felt it!

You have to get inside to survive!

"Yes, yes! Go in!"

Another gaunt man chimed in, his neck shrank back timidly, but his finger nervously pointed towards the black door.

The door opened...

It's waiting...waiting...

Old Zhao got angry and interrupted him gruffly:

"Bullshit!"

It was as dark as a ghost cave inside, how did you know there was a way out?

Feelings? What good are your feelings anyway!

"If you want to go in, go in and see for yourselves!"

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured onto a raging fire, instantly triggering an even more violent reaction from the survivors.

The fear on their faces intensified suddenly, their bodies trembled, and they all shrank back, shaking their heads desperately.

"No...no! We can't go in!"

"It's no use for us...we to go in..."

"I need you! I need you awakened ones!"

The middle-aged man suddenly became agitated, pointing at Wu Feng and the other two.

"You have power! Sequence!"

That door...that door wants people with power!

The young woman held her head, speaking incoherently.

"They said...they said only awakened ones could go in..."

Talent... talent can break through what...

Only then can we be saved…

"Power... needs to be absorbed behind the door..."

or……

Or change it...

The gaunt man's eyes darted around, and he suddenly choked on his words, a look of extreme panic flashing across his face, as if he had said something he shouldn't have.

Their words were incoherent and contradictory, but their core message was strikingly consistent:

Entering the clock tower is the only way to survive, and only the awakened ones present can enter.

Wu Feng's face darkened completely.

He didn't believe these crazy ramblings, but the collective occurrence of clearly pointed anomalies among ordinary people spoke volumes.

What chilled him to the bone even more was that his guide sequence sensed not only danger behind that door, but also a faint, almost instinctive, "calling."

This feeling made him extremely uncomfortable.

Wang Kui was much more direct. He glared at the survivors and growled:

"Stop spouting nonsense!"

"Say another word, and I'll throw you all in there and see what happens!"

His threat terrified the survivors, who took a few steps back, but did not disperse.

They remained surrounding them, their eyes darting away yet stubborn, forming a circle around them.

The three awakened individuals stood together, facing the dark door and a group of "bewitched" compatriots, caught in a dilemma.

A few minutes later, Su Ye and his three companions appeared at the edge of the square like arrows piercing through the fog.

···

Let's bring our attention back to the present.

Chen Shou, Lin Wei, Su Ye, and Li Xiaowei exchanged glances, all seeing the determination in each other's eyes.

Staying means waiting to die or a slow demise, while joining forces can at least pool wisdom and resources.

"Walk."

Chen Shou gave a low shout and took the lead in walking towards the square.

The moment they stepped into the plaza, all four of them paused slightly, as if they were passing through an invisible membrane.

That feeling was fleeting; at the same time, the noise and illusory crowd behind me suddenly became blurry and distant, as if separated by a soundproof glass.

Their appearance immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the square.

The ordinary survivors instinctively flinched, their faces showing even deeper fear, but then a more complex and indescribable emotion replaced the pure fear.

Their gazes swept greedily over Chen Shou, Su Ye, and Lin Wei, filled with an even more fervent and undisguised anticipation, even tinged with a twisted excitement.

Three more Awakened Ones...

With more goals, perhaps... the one you need to "fight" for won't be so difficult or require so much effort.

Old Zhao and Wu Feng were overjoyed. They immediately broke free from the barely visible encirclement of the ordinary survivors and quickly came forward to join Chen Shou and the other three.

Wang Kui followed closely behind, standing like a wall between the ordinary survivors and them.

"Captain Chen! You've finally arrived!"

Old Zhao lowered his voice, his tone urgent.

"This place is incredibly eerie!"

Wu Feng's expression remained grave. He quickly glanced at the still jubilant but inaccessible illusory world outside and recounted their experience after being teleported there: the invisible constraints, the only visible exit, and the sudden, coercive anomalies that appeared on ordinary people.

"...Most importantly,"

Wu Feng lowered his voice even further, tinged with suppressed shock and anger.

"Our sequence power... is suppressed here and is almost impossible to mobilize."

I tried to activate the 'Pathfinder' sequence, but the feedback was so weak it was almost nonexistent, and it was extremely mentally taxing.

Wang Kui nodded emphatically and said in a deep voice:

"My 'Titan' is the same. It feels very heavy. I still have the strength, but I can't use the explosive power and defensive enhancements from the sequence enhancement."

Old Zhao added:

"Not only my physical strength, but I also feel that my physical strength has been weakened a lot. Now I estimate that I am only slightly stronger than an average strong man, and my reaction speed is slower."

Upon hearing this, Chen Shou frowned and immediately tried to activate his own sensory sequence.