pertwk Chapter 62 Sequence 2 - The Boxer
Chapter 62 Sequence 2 - The Boxer
Jiao Jiao let out a long sigh of relief, her legs went weak, and she almost collapsed to the ground, but Ta Shan reached out and supported her.
"That scared me to death..." She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, still shaken.
Fu Xiaojian looked at the knuckle duster in Su Su's hand, which seemed to be integrated with her flesh and blood, with a complicated expression.
The arrival of this strange object was too coincidental; it all seemed like a twist of fate. Was every step they took, every action they took, part of a script? Were they all being mocked by the so-called gods?
"Let her rest well! There shouldn't be any more danger!" Fu Xiaojian instructed Jiao Jiao.
The snowstorm has stopped, the blood-red sun is about to rise, and a new day is about to begin.
As the first rays of blood-red sunlight pierced through the clouds, illuminating the snow-covered plain, now ravaged by time, Su Su opened her eyes.
Her eyes were clear and sharp, like a mother leopard eyeing her prey on a snowy plain.
She clenched her fist gently, feeling the surging power within her body, far exceeding that of Sequence 1, and the wild yet controllable power emanating from her right thumb.
She pushed open the car door and got out of the pickup truck.
His steps were steady, and the injury to his left shoulder had fully healed.
"Auntie!" Jiao Jiao rushed over and hugged her tightly.
"I'm fine, I feel much better!" Su Su gently patted Jiao Jiao's back, her gaze swept over everyone, and finally landed on Xu Si, nodding with a smile.
it is more than words.
"Auntie, you seem different!"
Su Su used to be so awkward that she couldn't even utter two words properly, but now she seems to have been freed from her shackles, and she even laughed just now.
Xu Si looked at the dark knuckle duster in her hand and the sharpness and vitality in her eyes that were no longer deliberately suppressed, and he understood.
It seems that the [Violent Tiger] not only helped her overcome the promotion crisis, but also seemed to neutralize the cost of the "coldness" of the Fist Servant sequence.
"Congratulations," Xu Si said succinctly.
Su Su nodded again, feeling an unprecedented sense of power within her body, and a kind of... relaxation as if shackles had been broken.
Fu Xiaojian also walked over, his face still showing signs of fatigue, but his eyes had regained their composure: "How are you feeling? What sequence are you in?"
"It feels good." Su Su's voice was still cool, but it lacked some of the usual aloofness.
"Sequence 2, Fist Fighter. I feel... I could take on ten of my previous selves." She tried swinging her fist, and the air crackled slightly.
Tashan grinned憨厚ly, "Great! Sister Su, from now on, it'll be even more exciting to fight side by side!"
Jiao Jiao clung to Su Su's arm, chattering excitedly, "Auntie, aren't you super awesome now? That brass knuckle duster is so cool!"
"Sister Su, have you reached Sequence 2 yet? I feel like I'll be close too! I need to work even harder!"
Xiao Luo slowly woke up in the warm passenger seat of the "Messenger of Melting Wax". After learning about Su Su's successful promotion and the follow-up of yesterday, the little guy was silent for a moment, and then clenched his fist tightly.
Looking at the revitalized team, Fu Xiaojian took a deep breath of the cold air, suppressed his grief, and called out, "Everyone, check the vehicles and supplies. We'll depart in ten minutes!"
The weather was too cold, and their vehicles were not in very good condition. Fortunately, Wang Hu got up early in the morning to check them, and luckily there were no problems.
"Brother Dao, I'd better ride in Brother Fu's car! Uncle Fu just passed away yesterday, I'll go keep Brother Fu company!" Xiao Luo couldn't bear to leave Fu Xiaojian alone, after all, they had spent so much time together.
"Then you should learn how to drive properly from your brother Fu. Look at Jiao Jiao, she drives quite well!" Xu Si instructed, as he was already used to driving alone.
The convoy set off again, heading into the vast snowfield.
After yesterday's baptism of blood, the team members have recovered their spirits considerably. Their eyes have lost some of their numbness and gained more determination and ruthlessness.
However, this time it was Xu Si who led the way, as his "Wax Melting Messenger" mimicking a sled had a huge advantage in clearing the way on the snowfield.
Xu Si's "Messenger of Molten Wax" mimics the appearance of a large sled and drives at the very front of the convoy.
Its unique bottom structure and "all-terrain adaptability" characteristics allow it to plow a relatively solid path through deep snow like an icebreaker, greatly reducing the travel pressure on the convoy behind.
Sitting in the passenger seat of the Mengshi, Xiao Luo tried his best to observe the road conditions and instruments like Fu Xiaojian. He would occasionally steal a glance at Fu Xiaojian's silent profile, wanting to say something to comfort him, but he didn't know how to start.
"Focus on the road." Fu Xiaojian's voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was calm.
"Oh..." Xiao Luo quickly sat up straight.
Occasionally, Xu Si would come through the walkie-talkie to check on the road conditions or Ta Shan would report on the situation behind them. The atmosphere remained somewhat somber, but the lingering sense of despair seemed to have been somewhat diluted with Su Su's promotion and the improved road conditions.
"Brother Dao, Brother Dao, please respond! Please respond!"
"explain!"
"How come your car is so amazing? Can you teach me how to drive it? I'll trade you my aunt!"
The convoy was more than 50% faster today, all thanks to Xu Si leading the way.
"Ouch!" came the little girl's cry of pain from the walkie-talkie; she had obviously been beaten up by someone.
"Serves him right," Xu Si's gloating voice rang out.
With the little girl's witty remarks, the atmosphere in the convoy became a bit more cheerful.
"Slow down." Xu Si's voice came through the walkie-talkie, brief and clear.
The convoy behind immediately reacted by slowing down.
"Something's up?" Fu Xiaojian's voice was wary.
"Unsure," Xu Sixing said, his eyes narrowing as he looked at the snow-covered hill in the distance that appeared perfectly normal.
"Something doesn't feel right."
"Brother Fu, retreat, retreat!" Xiao Luo's voice was already trembling a little. Although he didn't know what it was, the ominous feeling coming from the sequence was stronger than ever before.
Meanwhile, he had already forced himself to activate the psionic barrier despite the discomfort.
Xu Si also sensed something was wrong and the convoy began to retreat without hesitation.
[Spend 200 purification points to purify the convoy's aura, time limit: 10 minutes]
"Yes"
As soon as he finished speaking, the snow-covered ground, or rather the hills, several kilometers ahead suddenly began to tremble as if they had been turned over!
It wasn't just one snowfield, nor just a patch of snowfield, but the entire snowfield before my eyes seemed to come alive!
A colossal, dragon-like figure slowly rolled out from beneath the snow, a terrifying entity nearly as large as a mountain range, composed of countless fragments of human cities and mountain debris.
The red lights of the dashcams on the front of the Mengshi vans, pickup trucks, and buses flashed, recording the entire scene. Everyone watched this scene with pale faces.
[Spend 200 purification points to purify the convoy's aura, time limit: 10 minutes]
"Yes"
Xu Si had never realized how fast time had passed; ten minutes had flown by in the blink of an eye.
If the previous [Glacier Salamander] was a behemoth, then this strange creature is merely a slightly larger ant in comparison.
The salary train crew was less than an ant in front of this monster.
In fact, whether Xu Sijing purifies his aura or not is no longer important.
Perhaps this eerie breath will make them disappear completely.
If they still had the ability to fight back against that giant bird.
Given this bizarre situation, it's pointless for them not to retaliate.
This strange thing is definitely a high-order sequence, at least above sequence 7.
In the past, the system would provide information prompts, but this time there was no response at all, perhaps because it had exceeded the limit of what it could prompt.
[Spend 200 purification points to purify the convoy's aura, time limit: 10 minutes]
"Yes"