Little Fish's mood was somewhat low.
This little girl, only thirteen or fourteen years old, would probably still be in junior high if the apocalypse hadn't happened.
Every day, she'd carry a heavy backpack to and from school, occasionally grabbing ice cream with her girlfriends on her days off.
Life might have been stressful, but at least there was no mortal danger.
Little Fish was the youngest in the convoy.
Those even younger than her had long since fallen behind. Their fate—or the fate of others like them—she could imagine without anyone saying a word.
Little Fish knew very well that without her cousin's care,
she would have fallen behind long ago too.
Truth be told, Little Fish had a pretty solitary personality.
Throughout the entire convoy, aside from Chen Ye, Iron Lion, and a few other Superhumans,
she barely interacted with the ordinary survivors.
Because she knew—knew all too well—that even if she got to know these people, one day, she might never see them again.
To avoid heartbreak, Little Fish simply chose not to get too close to them.
Also, there was no one her age in the whole convoy.
The first person she'd gotten close to was Old Bao.
Old Bao was old, but he had plenty of patience with her.
Then Old Bao left.
Later, she met Tang Le Le.
Even though it was only for a few short days, Little Fish was incredibly happy, incredibly joyful.
Then Tang Le Le left too.
After that, she met Dantai Bie. That guy was a chatterbox, but he was still pretty interesting.
Unexpectedly, Dantai Bie also left.
Little Fish's little head couldn't figure it out. It was already the apocalypse—nobody had homework to do, nobody had work to get done.
Why couldn't they all just live together, happy and carefree?
Her cousin was so strong, Chen Ye was so strong, Iron Lion was so strong too...
If they all stuck together, that was bound to be way better than being alone!
Why did everyone have to leave, one by one?
Little Fish didn't understand~~~~
...
The convoy had lost far too many people this time.
They couldn't even recover the bodies.
But, according to the convoy's rules, cenotaphs still had to be erected for these people.
At least it proved they had once come to this world.
Iron Lion dug a pit in just a few moves.
Some family and friends tossed the belongings of those who'd disappeared into the pit.
Some didn't even have personal items left.
Iron Lion covered the pit in a few more moves.
A grave mound rose on the flat ground.
The survivors who'd known these people looked on with sorrowful expressions.
Faint sobbing could be heard.
Chen Ye chopped down a tree, took the thickest section of the trunk, and made a tombstone.
Then he directly tossed it to Gong Yong: "Handle the tombstone carving—that's your job!"
Gong Yong didn't dare to rage, only to silently endure Chen Ye's bullying. His finger turned into a small knife.
Based on information provided by others, he carved name after name onto that wooden tombstone.
These people had been living, breathing lives just before.
And now, all that proved they had existed in this world
was the names on this simple tombstone.
Some had already attended many funerals.
The person presiding over the ceremony was Xue Nan.
The funeral couldn't have been simpler.
But everyone's mood was grim.
Even though everyone was already accustomed to funerals like this.
Xu Lina stared blankly at that fresh new grave mound.
Back then, she thought becoming a Superhuman would mean a very different life.
Now, it really was different.
A Superhuman!
The disrespectful looks, the veiled, malicious gazes—all of them were gone.
But...
Xu Lina could feel it—in this whole convoy, she was the weakest one.
The Corroding Marrow Six Eyes had too low a number, its combat power too weak.
It was only useful for intimidating ordinary people.
But when it came to dealing with Anomalies, its effectiveness was truly limited.
Maybe, one day, she too would be lying in a grave like this.
But then, how many people would cry for her?
Her younger cousin, Lai Baiwei?
She probably wouldn't cry!
That woman was dead set on latching onto a powerful backer.
Ridiculous!
If I couldn't pull it off, you definitely can't.
Mr. Chen—that man was ice-cold.
Even if she died right in front of him, he probably wouldn't have any emotional reaction.
Xu Lina lifted her head and looked at the clouds in the sky.
The Eternal Night was over, but that didn't mean it was sunny every day.
A gust of wind swept the black hair from Xu Lina's forehead.
Silent crowds surrounded her.
A slender tail tangled with her hair behind her head.
It was as if, before Xu Lina, there was an invisible path, waiting for her to step onto it one day.
Chu Che stood there in silence.
Xue Nan was still reciting a simple eulogy.
The convoy's numbers were dwindling day by day, which filled Chu Che with deep worry.
It wasn't that he was worried about the convoy itself. Given the current strength of their lineup,
unless they ran into an unsolvable problem, under normal circumstances, the convoy could still survive for a very, very long time!
But...
What about humanity's fate?
In such a harsh environment, in a world crawling with Anomalies,
how many humans were even left?
He was only Sequence 4—how much longer could this meager strength of his hold out?
Maybe, in the end, the only one in the whole convoy who would survive was Chen Ye.
Just how many secrets was that kid still hiding?
Standing beside Chu Che was the pink-haired girl.
Two years into the apocalypse, this girl still brimmed with vitality, just like when he'd first seen her.
That pink hair looked just like the tassels on a Sword Immortal's sword.
But her face now bore a bit more maturity.
The girl's eyes were now as calm as a deep lake.
She only tightened her grip on the Fire Dragon Sword slightly.
Faced with such an apocalypse, perhaps the only path was to become stronger.
Become stronger—I absolutely have to become stronger.
Strong enough to protect everyone.
Sun Xixi's gaze grew resolute, and her entire demeanor began to shift subtly.
Like a sharp sword hidden within its sheath,
waiting for that day to come...
At the Sea of Chaotic Graves, I saw my own grave.
But Chen Ye didn't see his.
Does that mean one day, I will die, but Chen Ye will live on?
No, that's not it!
I am Sun Xixi, I am a Sword Immortal...
Even with the side effects of the Sword Immortal Sequence... I will definitely become a true Sword Immortal.
When that day comes, I will surely bring this era to an end!
Let the world return to the way it should be!
I definitely will!!!
Iron Lion's expression was somewhat mournful.
Some of those who had disappeared were people he knew.
Among all the Superhumans in the convoy, he had the best relationships with the survivors.
Many of them he had even helped before.
But now, those people were gone.
Of everyone at the funeral, Iron Lion was the one who mourned them the most.
His four arms hung limp at his sides.
This guy, who looked the least human of them all, was now like a child who had done something wrong.
Ding Dong's expression was as still as the pink-haired girl's.
She quietly listened to Xue Nan's clumsy eulogy.
Death had long become the main theme of life in this apocalypse.
This woman had long since gone numb.
As for Gong Yong,
this young man with a full beard also wore a sorrowful expression.
Many of those who had disappeared had helped him out during their time at the Sea of Chaotic Graves.
Even though it was the apocalypse, these people were still fighting to survive.
But now...
He was even learning their names for the first time.
Chen Ye stood at the very back of the funeral.
That blood-red eye flickered uncertainly, and no one knew what he was thinking.
