54: Chapter 54 The Power Source of the Motorcade

He dared not delay for a moment, immediately grabbing his companions and tools like wrenches and screwdrivers, heading straight for the vehicles of the Circus Convoy to begin dismantling the cylinders.

The two worked busily for an entire morning, sweating profusely until their clothes were soaked through.

Only then did they manage to finish dismantling the cylinders from all of the Circus Convoy's vehicles.

Zhou Che picked out four tungsten steel cylinders, preparing to install them on his own vehicle.

Lin Wan brought people to help, carefully taking the four tungsten steel cylinders.

They precisely installed them onto Zhou Che's beloved car, connected all the pipes, and reinforced the seals to ensure there would be no air leaks.

The moment the modification was complete, Zhou Che was full of anticipation. He pulled open the door and sat in the driver's seat; it felt completely different.

He activated his Qi Controller Sequence, compressed a mass of high-density air, and firmly inserted it into the slot at the driver's seat.

The next second, Zhou Che stepped on the "accelerator"!

The power of the compressed air erupted instantly, and the intense push back pressed him directly into the seat, leaving him absolutely no room to resist!

The car shot out like an arrow released from a bow, racing across the open ground at lightning speed.

The sound of whistling wind filled his ears, and the car body was incredibly stable, without the slightest bump.

The more Zhou Che drove, the more exhilarated he felt. His face was full of unbridled joy, and he pressed the accelerator harder and harder.

He roughly estimated that on a flat road with no obstacles, the speed could easily hit 400 kilometers per hour!

It could travel over 110 meters in a single second, which was significantly faster than the vast majority of F1 race cars!

You have to know, his car previously could only run at 120 kilometers per hour at best, and that was only if the road conditions allowed it. Now, it had more than tripled!

Zhou Che couldn't help but grin broadly. He felt fantastic, and the frustration from the previous pursuit was swept away.

"Now it's great; Mom never has to worry about me being caught by anomalies again!"

Touching his beloved car, he realized this was his ticket to survival in the apocalypse!

The other ordinary vehicles in The Convoy were also successively fitted with the dismantled cylinders.

Since there were no tungsten steel cylinders, they used the improved models; the performance was slightly weaker, but the speed could still stabilize at around 200 kilometers per hour.

It was more than twice as fast as before, which was completely sufficient for daily travel and avoiding danger.

But a new problem quickly arose.

The power source for all vehicles required a Qi Controller to compress the air, and Zhou Che couldn't be expected to do everything himself.

He naturally liked to enjoy life and was too lazy to rub power balls for everyone every single day. So, he simply decided to go all the way and bestowed the Qi Controller Sequence directly onto one of Xu Feng's companions.

From then on, the power source for all of The Convoy's vehicles would be the responsibility of this newly promoted Qi Controller, who would specialize in manually rubbing compressed air power balls to supply the entire Convoy.

As for Zhou Che himself, he would rub his own exclusive power source.

He was a Tier 3 Qi Controller, so the power balls he produced had higher density and longer duration.

They had several times the power of the ones rubbed by the Sequence 1 subordinate, and the speed was also steadier and more ferocious.

After finishing the modifications for all the vehicles, Zhou Che, having nothing better to do, began to take stock of this haul.

He searched through all the vehicles of the Circus Convoy, rummaging back and forth, but didn't see even a shadow of an strange object, prompting him to curse:

"Damn it, these poor bastards! They're just too pathetic!"

The entire Circus Convoy didn't have a single strange object!

Combined with what Zhang Daqiang had said earlier, Boss Ma and his group had been driven out by the forces in Mountain City.

It seemed they had already been looted; it was a miracle they managed to escape with people, they were absolute paupers.

So it turned out he had robbed a bunch of poor losers this time and hadn't gained any benefits in terms of strange objects.

But thinking about it again, it wasn't a loss.

This time, not only did he eliminate inhuman villains and save a group of persecuted ordinary people,

but he also absorbed the Sequences of six Transcendents, increasing his own number of Sequences and raising his strength to a new level.

More importantly, he had unlocked the Transcendent power vehicle modification technology.

The entire Convoy's speed had been fully upgraded, doubling their ability to escape and travel, which meant he had much more confidence in surviving in the apocalypse from now on.

And there were two more Transcendents!

No matter how you calculate it, it was a massive profit!

With everything settled and The Convoy rested, the modified vehicles were ready to go, full of imposing momentum.

Zhou Che stood in front of The Convoy and gave a loud order: "Everyone assemble, target is Mountain City, depart immediately!"

The people in The Convoy acted quickly, boarding their vehicles one after another, the Transcendent power roaring as they sped off in the direction of Mountain City.

Meanwhile, on the distant outskirts of Mountain City, the void suddenly rippled with a strange distortion.

A mass of formless, indescribable anomaly appeared out of thin air on the ground.

It had no fixed body, its surface churning with pitch-black mist, emitting a chilling aura that made one's heart palpitate, and the surrounding temperature plummeted instantly.

As it swayed slightly, it greedily sniffed the scent of living beings drifting in the air, slowly turned, and took irregular, bizarre steps, walking step by step toward the inner circle of Mountain City.

Wherever it passed, vegetation withered instantly, the ground was covered in a layer of frost, and even the air became stagnant and oppressive.

A hidden, deadly crisis was quietly approaching Mountain City.

The Dawn Convoy traveled non-stop for two days and two nights, finally stepping completely onto the edge of Mountain City's center.

The speed of the modified vehicles was undeniable; there was no need to worry about gasoline shortages the whole way, and they traveled at lightning speed, with travel efficiency far exceeding that of ordinary convoys.

They had stopped and started over these two days, driving all the way into the hinterland.

Ahead was no longer a desolate wilderness of ruins; it had been replaced by settlements.

And a stretch of high-rise buildings, which gave even Zhou Che the feeling of the pre-apocalyptic world.

Tents of convoys of all sizes and modified vehicles were spread out densely, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Captain Liu Ruyan walked quickly to the side of Zhou Che's car, leaned over to report, her tone steady:

"Mr. Zhou, ahead is the exclusive convoy circle of Mountain City."

She paused, then continued to explain in detail the rules of this special area.

The so-called Mountain City convoy circle was a settlement area spontaneously formed by all the incoming survival convoys.

Everyone dared not rashly step into the main city at the center of Mountain City, so they gathered around the core area where the two rivers met.

They set up camp on the outskirts, forcefully carving out a large survival buffer zone.

The entire circle was clearly divided by the confluence of the two rivers.

It was divided into three major areas: East Bank, West Bank, and North Bank, firmly surrounding the vast Mountain City main city in the very center.

The distance between each convoy was kept quite wide, so they did not interfere with each other.

In daily life, they could trade supplies and exchange information.

Every convoy had the same calculation in mind.

Never enter the main city prematurely.

The center of Mountain City was flooded with anomalies; rushing in rashly was suicide, merely wasting manpower and combat strength.

Everyone's goal was exactly the same:

Hunker down on the outskirts and watch, waiting for the moment when the top ten strange objects were about to appear.

Everyone would rush in at once, gamble for a chance, grab the benefits, and immediately retreat, never getting greedy for battle.

Zhou Che leaned against the car door, looking out at the camp ahead, his eyes carrying a hint of indifference.

His Pathfinder Sequence had long been quietly activated; within his perception range, it was bustling with noise, and there were many human auras.

It was the gathering place with the largest number of people and the most mixed factions he had seen since the apocalypse began.

"Let's go, let's go in and take a look," Zhou Che said indifferently. "It's been a long time since I've seen so many living people; it's quite a novelty."