The man in the tailcoat was explaining the current situation in the camp to the group,
while leading them deeper into the camp.
The convoy’s other ordinary members were being led by different staff.
There was clearly different treatment between ordinary convoy personnel and core members.
The camp was huge, with what was obviously a makeshift main road running through the middle.
The main road was as wide as the eight-lane roads from before the apocalypse.
On the left side of the main road the convoys had set up camp.
On the right, the sound of waves rolled in.
Although it wasn’t summer, the temperature wasn’t terribly low.
On the right where they camped were rows of battered-looking big vehicles, with all kinds of tents erected around them.
The vehicles themselves were mostly strange.
Before the apocalypse many of these modified vehicles couldn’t have driven on roads, and some surely had no license plates.
Chen Ye saw a migration vehicle that looked like a freight truck.
There was a cab in front and several trailer compartments behind.
The outside surfaces of the compartments were painted with various cryptic graffiti.
Some vehicles didn’t even have wheels, instead they were composed of mechanical legs.
They looked like a moving castle from an animation.
The mechanical legs supported a castle structure, about four or five stories tall.
Each floor had windows, balconies, and even clothes hung out to dry.
When a new convoy arrived, people would lean on the balconies or press against the windows to look out.
Not only that, some people wore helmets or masks made from various animal skulls on their heads.
They looked like they had come straight out of a primitive society.
Of course, there were convoys even more primitive than the Shepherd Convoy.
Around their camp dozens of animals prowled.
It was obvious these were convoys with many Breeder Sequence users.
As for the tents built around the vehicles, they were even more bizarre.
The most ordinary ones were the normal tents.
A bit more outlandish were thatch huts.
There were also awnings held up with plastic sheets and wood.
The Silent Council had assigned everyone a campsite.
Seeing newcomers arriving at the camp,
many people cast curious glances.
Those who stared directly at the convoy and scrutinized it were mostly Superhumans.
Those who only dared to bow their heads and stand by the roadside waiting for the convoy to pass were mostly ordinary survivors.
Some convoys had very harmonious atmospheres.
Ordinary people and Superhumans sat around bonfires talking and laughing, looking joyful.
Other convoys were relatively strict, with a clear divide between Superhumans and survivors.
Some convoys even set out tables and chairs with a big banner that read "Coffee!"
They looked ready to open for business.
Others had small stages next to the main road, where someone would play a guitar and sing, looking completely at ease.
Seeing all this, Chen Ye doubted even more whether this was the Return to the City Plan or some youth market from before the apocalypse.
Moreover, many convoys near the main road had stalls.
Everything was on sale at those stalls.
There were grotesque, nightmare-inducing anomalous limbs that made the scalp tingle at first glance.
There were also everyday items.
Pots, bowls, pans, and various cooking condiments like oil, salt, soy, and vinegar, and tea.
He even saw several empty water jugs for barter.
The prices were not cheap.
Chen Ye even saw a stall with several boxes of cigarettes, and a sign that read "Three catties of rice for one pack."
That price was really steep.
Normal people couldn’t afford that.
Only addicts might consider it.
Suddenly Chen Ye’s eyes flickered.
He clearly saw a stall that was different from the rest.
Other stalls were just a table, maybe with a small awning.
But this stall was actually a medium-sized shop.
The entire shop had three floors and took up at least a few hundred square meters.
It was basically a small Western-style building, a landmark within the base.
It stood in stark contrast to other stalls and camps.
There were several armed personnel at the entrance, armed to the teeth and holding weapons.
Although that didn’t intimidate Superhumans much,
it showed the Silent Council valued this place.
Standing at the door, one could clearly see the shop’s saleswomen; their quality was noticeably higher.
Each woman was at least 1.7 meters tall and dressed properly.
They looked nothing like the nearby survivors.
They wore matching uniforms, each with a badge pinned to her chest; the badge showed a wrinkled old man holding up an index finger to his lips in a shushing gesture.
The badge’s design was identical to the pattern on the backs of the uniforms of the people seen at the base gate earlier.
The things they sold were unusual as well.
Just standing at the door you could sense a different energy fluctuation coming from inside.
There are good things here!!!
Hou Junji led the group into the shop.
They all felt their eyes brighten.
The floor was paved with smooth marble tiles, with rows of glass display cases on both sides.
Glowing globes hung overhead.
The gentle light illuminated the whole interior.
Behind each counter stood a smiling staff member.
It made everyone feel as if they had stepped back to life before the apocalypse.
Chen Ye even saw, displayed blatantly in one glass case, several Sequence Serums.
In an instant Chen Ye could feel several burning gazes at his back.
This time, those who came with Hou Junji were core members of the convoy.
People like Little Fish and Doctor Luo, though ordinary, were important convoy members.
So they had come along with Hou Junji.
Anyone human would want to become a Superhuman.
And the Sequence Serum was every ordinary person’s dream.
Little Fish couldn’t take her eyes off the Sequence serums.
Zhou Xiaoxiao’s gaze was glued to the Sequence Serums,
her lips trembling slightly.
Seeing Sequence Serums again was like heaven granting her another chance.
She had thought she’d never see Sequence Serums again in her life.
Who knew there would be an opportunity.
Even if she couldn’t get one, just the sight of them was good enough.
Zhou Xiaoxiao had used a Sequence Serum once but failed to awaken, and she wasn’t even a Black Clothes.
Although she had been training like mad,
that had only been self-delusion.
And now a vial—or rather several vials—of Sequence Serums sat right before her.
Beside the Sequence Serums, a few Sequence Magic Potion Capsules were also displayed.
The moment they saw the Sequence magic potions,
aside from Chen Ye, Xu Lina, Gong Yong, and Iron Lion, a gleam shot through each of their eyes.
Even the normally indifferent Ding Dong showed a flicker of desire.
Especially Xu Lina…
Her symbiotic Corroding Marrow Six Eyes had too low a number.
These potions that could stimulate potential and possibly change her current condition were exactly what she needed.
Even the simple-minded lug Iron Lion couldn’t help staring fixedly at those Sequence potions.
Unlike the Sequence Serums,
these potion capsules had a huge impact on Superhumans.
They were even rarer than Sequence Serums.
Back in the Oasis they had only been heard of,
never actually seen.
"Ahem… everyone, this is a stall run by our Silent Council,"
"mainly dealing in items related to Superhumans, Anomalies, and Wonders!"
"If any of you need anything, feel free to take a look; you might find something you need!"
"Sequence Serums—if you can afford the price, we are not short of them!"
"Of course, we also have Sequence Magic Potion Capsules, though they may cost a little more!"
"……"
Hou Junji stopped in front of the stall, and the parrot on his shoulder chattered nonstop.
The saleswomen in uniforms saw Hou Junji approach and bowed slightly to him.
Hou Junji waved them off and let them get back to work.
"Everyone, we don’t just have these items; we also have Wonders!"
"Of course, if any of you have Wonders you temporarily don’t need, the Silent Council can buy them."
"Of course, the Silent Council trades using Silent Gold Coins!"
"Silent Gold Coins?"
Chu Che swallowed and swallowed down the greed in his eyes, asking in surprise.
"Yes, Silent Gold Coins. They are a currency issued by the Silent Council, made of pure gold, and they have special properties. I’ll explain them to everyone shortly!"
Hou Junji pointed to one of the display cases, and the parrot on his shoulder began to introduce: "This is a Wonder’s Heart!"
"Many of you have probably only heard of it and never seen one!"
Hou Junji pointed at a heart entirely made of machinery.
The heart pulsed as if alive, slowly beating within a glass dome.
It gave off an absurd, wondrous power.
That Little Fatty had gone to the Oasis because of something like this.
But Chen Ye hadn’t expected a Wonder’s Heart to be displayed openly in this counter.
Chen Ye’s greed was no longer concealable.
But Hou Junji didn’t mind at all.
Putting these things on display was sure to attract attention.
To Superhumans, the items here were treasures they had to have.
Of course Chen Ye wanted to get his hands on them,
but that didn’t mean he was a fool.
The Silent Council must have their own contingencies for putting these items out in public.
Chen Ye would not believe they had no countermeasures.
"Everyone, the Mechanical Heart can turn mechanical objects into Wonders—that much you all know!"
"But the Silent Council has also discovered another effect of the Mechanical Heart!"
The parrot on Hou Junji’s shoulder raised its head proudly, as if surveying a flock of country bumpkins.
"What effect?"
Captain Chu played along and immediately took the role of foil to show respect.
The bird glanced sideways at Chu Che, which made Chu’s temper flare.
He suppressed his anger and held back.
"If a mechanical-type Wonder is given a Mechanical Heart, that Wonder will receive a comprehensive evolution!"
"Remember, a comprehensive evolution! Its ranking and number will change accordingly."
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