nycdaug Chapter 137 Level 2 Strangeness in the Village!
Chapter 137 Level 2 Strangeness in the Village!
With Wang Changjin's skills, starting this truck shouldn't be a big problem, although it will take quite a while!
If the truck doesn't have the key, only Wang Changjin in the entire convoy can drive it. So, Xu Wenchu asked Wang Hu if he and Wang Changjin were willing to drive the truck.
If Wang Hu was unwilling, then they would have no choice but to give up. After all, they couldn't force Wang Hu and his son to drive the truck.
"No problem, Captain Xu, it's just a matter of changing the car!" Wang Hu readily agreed.
"Okay!" Xu Wenchu nodded with great satisfaction.
Of the entire convoy, Wang Hu was the kindest. If it were Zhao Hai, even if he agreed, he would have given him a good beating. Only Wang Hu would agree so readily.
"Okay, Tiger, then Wanyue, the little potatoes the old man made, and I will go to that house to collect supplies and see if there are any truck keys!"
"Brother Tiger, you take Uncle Wang to drive that truck. Let's be prepared for both possibilities!" Zhao Hai made the decision.
Wang Changjin is Wang Hu's father, so Zhao Hai naturally arranged for the father and son to stay together. With Wang Hu's Sequence 2 strength, even if they encountered something strange, protecting Wang Changjin would not be difficult at all.
"Okay!" Wang Hu nodded, indicating that he had no objection.
"Alright, let's set off now!" Zhao Hai nodded.
Wang Changjin silently slung his tool bag over his shoulder, the wrenches, screwdrivers, and wires inside the canvas bag making a soft clattering sound.
With the plan finalized, the group immediately got to work.
Zhao Hai, Su Wanyue, and the old man, having made the small potato, headed straight for that family's house.
Wang Hu protected his father, Wang Changjin, and moved straight toward the truck in front of the house.
Zhao Hai took the lead and easily opened the unlocked door of the house. The expected emptiness didn't materialize; instead, a stuffy smell, carrying the faint scent of fabric and mothballs, wafted out. The interior wasn't particularly tidy, but there were no signs of excessive ransacking.
"Huh?" Su Wanyue's eyes lit up, and she quickly scanned the living room. She saw several bulging woven bags piled in the corner, and two old-fashioned wooden boxes next to them.
Zhao Haisu and Wanyue quickly stepped forward, opened the woven bag, and inside were thick cotton quilts and blankets folded fairly neatly. Although the style was old, they felt dry and heavy to the touch. In this cold, snowy world, they were like precious treasures.
Prying open the wooden crate revealed an even bigger surprise: it was filled with all sorts of winter clothing—fleece-lined work pants, heavy cotton coats, knitted hats, scarves, and even several pairs of oversized work boots and thick gloves. Most of the clothes were neither new nor old, but were remarkably well-preserved.
There were also several hand warmers at the bottom of the box, but judging from the labels on them, they were obviously for children!
However, Zhao Hai and his group didn't stand on ceremony and immediately had Little Potato carry all the boxes towards the old man and his group.
As for the other supplies in the house, the two of them packed them up and took them with them.
However, regarding the van key, they searched every possible place—drawers, desktops, hooks, coat pockets, even checking under the mattress and the top of the cabinet—but found nothing.
Although they didn't find the key, Zhao Hai and his companion weren't disappointed. After all, Wang Changjin could drive the truck away anyway. However, having the truck key would make things much easier.
Only a few minutes had passed since Zhao Hai and his team finished searching the house.
When Zhao Hai and the others came out, Wang Changjin had not yet fixed the truck.
But Zhao Hai and the others weren't surprised. If such a technical job were so easy to do, then such a skill wouldn't be possessed by only a very few people.
However, time waits for no one.
When they entered the village, Zhao Hai and Wang Hu discussed that if there were no strange occurrences at the village entrance, they would lead the ordinary survivors into the village to collect supplies. As for Wang Changjin, he would be protected by the old man's little potato, and with Xu Wenchu watching over him, Wang Changjin should be fine.
Immediately, Zhao Hai and the other two headed deeper into the village.
Seeing that the three Sequence Superhumans in the convoy had already entered the village, the other ordinary survivors also followed the Sequence Superhumans into the village.
For the next twenty minutes, Zhao Hai and his two companions split up and frantically collected supplies, including winter gear, food, and water, stuffing them into the truck at the village entrance.
After all, Wang Changjin had already prepared the truck and it was ready to be driven away at any time.
As for the other ordinary survivors, they not only wore the warm clothes they collected directly on their bodies, but also stuffed a lot of them into their cars!
Because many people in the convoy were sick, the group specifically went to the village clinic and loaded all the remaining medicines from the clinic into the truck.
Because they needed to load things into the truck, Wang Changjin started the truck and followed Zhao Hai and his two companions in it, making it convenient for them to load supplies at any time.
Just as the group finished loading all the supplies from the clinic into the truck bed.
at this time.
Zhao Hai felt the hairs on the back of his head stand on end, and a sense of dread instantly swept through his entire body.
Yes!
This feeling is eerie!
Moreover, it's only a level 2 eerie feeling; otherwise, a level 1 eerie feeling wouldn't give him this kind of sensation.
"Strange! Level 2 strange!" Zhao Hai shouted a warning.
Almost simultaneously, the willow wood sword in Zhao Hai's sleeve flew directly into his right hand at his command.
Su Wanyue's reaction was only half a beat slower than Zhao Hai's. Her slender fingers had already touched the hilt of the long knife at her waist. She squatted down slightly, her eyes sharp as knives, and instantly locked onto the direction where Zhao Hai's perception and warning were strongest—the denser shadowy area on the side of the clinic, which seemed to swallow even the light. That was the entrance to the clinic's backyard that they had not explored carefully before. Behind a half-collapsed iron gate, there was an unfathomable darkness.
Wang Hu sensed the Level 2 anomaly almost simultaneously with Zhao Hai, and his reaction was the most direct. He immediately activated his giant transformation ability.
His massive body suddenly swelled up, his already tall figure instantly transforming into a small giant three and a half meters tall. His skin surface gleamed with a rock-like grayish-white sheen, and the primal power of Sequence 2 "Giant" was instantly mobilized.
What's even more striking is his chest and abdomen area, where the [Drowning Abyss Stomach Armor] clinging tightly to his skin seems to come alive, its surface displaying deep, swirling patterns, like a miniature abyss entrance ready to devour everything at any moment. It constantly changes with the movement of his body.