"Get on the bus! Get on the bus quickly, we're leaving soon!"
Hearing the rather impolite shouts, the anxious challenger happily got into the car.
Fan Tao and the rescue team members ran through the convoy, arranging themselves in order.
"You're car number 59, stay close to the car in front."
"Xiao Fan, bus number 59 is too far back, could you move it to the front for me?"
"Don't worry, Aunt Wang, your car is next to the guards' cars, it's safe."
"Let me go to the back, I want to go to the back, I don't want to be in the front."
"I'll follow your instructions!"
"No, I won't leave unless you assign me to the back!"
"Then you can keep them!" an impatient team member cursed. "What time is it? Can you stop making a scene and follow orders? Every single one of you will be taken out. Can't you just listen to orders?"
Despite the chaos, under the threat of death, the convoy was reorganized in less than ten minutes.
Two official vehicles were leading the way. The male captain was wrapped up like a mummy and almost couldn't get into the car.
Fan Tao was alone, driving the third-class car that had been transferred to her name at the last minute. Looking at the empty seats behind her, she felt a deep sadness.
Wei Huan pushed Mu Zhong towards the back of the group. When they were almost in front of the vehicle, he saw the fleeting shadow of a vehicle behind the ruins and frowned.
"Did you see it?" Mu Zhong asked him.
"Um."
Mu Zhong thought for a moment: "It should be a bounty hunter."
After Mu Zhong uttered those four words, both of their expressions changed slightly.
The former's expression was like seeing a shameless dog that only follows the smell of meat; he respected its survival instincts, but couldn't say he liked it, and even felt a little disgusted.
The latter was somewhat stunned, her eyes filled with a hint of reminiscence and a touch of sympathy.
Neither of them mentioned that they would go and find them.
Bounty hunters seek out treasure in dangerous places. They have their own survival skills, and although many of them fail, even more are willing to risk their lives for that little bit of money.
In this world, not everyone is like Wei Huan, Mu Zhong, and Liu Chengzhi, who still have an elder living in their family.
Even an incompetent father like Wei Jinhong represents the hopes of many.
The convoy headed east again, where the nearest supply depot was located, and official soldiers were already waiting to escort them along the way.
The nighttime challenge world is certainly dangerous, but that's only for newcomers. In the latter half of the road, there are many vehicles that have been upgraded to level three and are still capable of traversing the desert at night.
They would be safe once they were away from the monsters.
Wei Huan glanced at the time; there were still 40 minutes until it got dark, plenty of time.
The convoy, like a long dragon, slowly swam out from the abandoned city wall entrance on the east side under the cover of the undead army.
Everything went smoothly at first.
This time, having learned from experience, everyone made very little noise during the breakout.
The wandering monster that emerged from underground was quickly annihilated by Wei Huan's undead army, along with the weapons of the two level-three vehicles in front, before it could cause any further commotion.
We continued outwards, gradually venturing deeper into the area.
As time ticked by and they drew closer to escape, some even breathed a sigh of relief.
But at that moment, something unexpected happened!
From the left side of the desert, a huge cloud of dust rose as a minivan painted with black and yellow graffiti sped towards them at full speed.
A Class 3 car has a starting speed of 600 mph, and this car is obviously going to be much faster.
It rampaged wildly, followed by countless wandering monsters that it had awakened and attracted.
During the chase, the car was right in front of them in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the stray monsters behind him, they stretched out in a long line that seemed to have no end in sight. Had they circled the oasis and lured all the stray monsters here?
The sudden accident startled everyone; some people were so frightened that they forgot everything and honked their horns recklessly.
Don't come any closer!
The horn blared like a piercing scream, startling everyone into a fright, and more people joined in honking their horns.
Don't come any closer!
"Damn it!" Mu Zhong, who was bringing up the rear of the convoy, clearly saw more stray monsters being startled by the noise and crawling out from under the sand.
He leaned forward, his lips pressed tightly together, and recognized them precisely: "It's that team of bounty hunters! We shouldn't have let them leave in the first place!"
Wei Huan recognized it, of course, and looked at the car with icy eyes. At the same time, all the undead army began to converge rapidly towards the graffiti car.
The fastest running wolf had already brushed past the graffiti car, like a sharp sword, crashing hard into the monster horde behind it.
The graffiti-covered car came to a graceful stop once it entered the safety zone, exuding an air of lingering fear.
However, Wei Huan's undead army was spread out too far to protect the entire convoy, and the main force was still clearing monsters in front, so they couldn't get through for a while.
The wolf army and the monster army clashed head-on. After a brief half-minute battle, the wolf army, whose reinforcements had not arrived in time, was wiped out by the monsters.
The Anal-Cleaning Guy was the strongest of the undead, but even he was torn to pieces and returned to the tomb in the ensuing struggle.
The defensive line was completely breached, and the monsters rushed into the defensive perimeter.
They converged into a black torrent, rushing towards the graffiti-covered car.
A small number of vehicles scattered and rushed towards the vehicles of the regular challengers.
An elite-level sand scorpion, the fastest of all, broke through the defensive perimeter and instantly dashed towards the nearest ordinary level 2 vehicle.
Its enormous claws clamped onto the vehicle, the Level 2 protective shield rattling loudly. The stalemate lasted less than 10 seconds before the shield shattered like glass, the scattered light shield eventually dissipating into starlight.
The hazy blue light should have created a romantic scene, but the vicious clamps snapped onto the car body, denting it so badly it was almost split in two, which was no longer a pretty sight.
A bloodcurdling scream came from inside the car.
Then look at that graffiti car.
After realizing that Wei Huan's undead army couldn't stop these monsters, it actually spun around and avoided the pursuing monsters, as nimble as an eel.
It kicked up a cloud of dust and exhaust fumes, and then it rushed straight toward Wei Huan's car.
He shifted the blame eastward, but not to ordinary people; you could say he still had some principles.
So what? Or is it just fucking awful?
"Ready!" Wei Huan shouted.
As his voice faded, four portals opened on either side of the vehicle.
Leading the charge was the Anal-Catching Bro, who had just died on the battlefield. He returned with a long howl and led his army of wolves back once more.
Wei Huan didn't summon many wolves. One-star units have limited killing power on high-level highways in the late game. Even though there are now Undead Ranches that can be upgraded, higher-star undead are obviously more cost-effective.
But at this moment, Wei Huan realized the advantages of the Wolf Warrior unit.
In such positional warfare, they can replenish their troops the fastest and at the lowest cost, and can quickly regroup and return to the battlefield.
Moreover, as an elite undead, the Anal-Tearing Brother already possesses considerable intelligence and can command the Wolf Army to launch tactical attacks.
The charging wolf army split into two, flanking from both sides.
Then, one after another, the raging bears rushed out of the portal.
The Violent Bear is Wei Huan's main cannon fodder unit and also the unit he summons the most.
He had previously arranged for nearly 200 bears to lead the convoy, but now he was summoning the remaining bears, as well as those that had died and returned to the Great Tomb, bringing the total number to over 200.
After these bears emerged, they charged fearlessly and headed straight for the wandering monsters.
The distance has decreased.
We're closer now.
"Boom!"
Like two divine hammers striking head-on, severed limbs and bones became flying sparks, and the fighting spirit boiled amidst thunder and fire.
The monster army was met head-on by the Bear Legion, which halted the monsters' offensive, and the two sides quickly engaged in a fierce battle.
And there was a constant stream of reinforcements coming from behind.
10 bears versus 10 monsters.
20 bears versus 20 monsters.
50 bears versus 30 monsters.
...
The bears continued to pour into the battlefield from the portal.
But the monster's reinforcements gradually dwindled.
Looking into the distance, one could see that Brother Gougang, leading his army of a hundred running wolves, had cut off the monster army from both flanks, leaving this vanguard monster army isolated.
Well done!! You'll get a chicken leg tonight!!
In an instant, the tense battle situation eased.
Wei Huan then realized the excruciating pain pulling at his scalp.
Mu Zhong's hand, which was resting on the emerald green earring, was pressed down by another hand; Wei Huan stopped him from using his skill.
Although Mu Zhong was puzzled, he did not ask any further questions.
Everything happened in just a few minutes. Immediately afterward, the two official team leaders shouted into the walkie-talkie, "Gather together! Gather together!! Go to the middle, don't run around!!"
The convoy began to converge on Fan Tao's parking space.
Meanwhile, the few stray monsters that attacked ordinary challengers were killed by the team.
It's just a Sand Scorpion Elite, and it's still struggling after all this time, which shows that the lethality of a regular Tier 2 vehicle is really low.
"XXX, I know whose car this is! It's Qiang Ge's car!! @...×#"
Someone was already cursing into the walkie-talkie, using extremely vulgar and offensive language.
For a moment, only his voice could be heard on the walkie-talkie.
The two official team leaders called him several times to stop and shut up, but he was clearly having a stress reaction and wouldn't listen at all.
The channel was completely dominated by his voice.
"Gather! Gather!"
Finally, Fan Tao disregarded the danger and stood on the roof of her car, waving vigorously to draw everyone to gather around her.
Wei Huan glanced at the current situation, his cold and stern expression only intensifying.
Silently watching the car that had caused the commotion, he sped off towards Fan Tao's car and said with absolute certainty, "They touched something they shouldn't have."
"What?" Mu Zhong was trying to establish a separate command channel with the other team leaders.
Liu Chengzhi obediently repeated his answer: "The boss said they touched things they shouldn't have."
Mu Zhong glanced at Liu Chengzhi, then at Wei Huan.
Wei Huan pursed his lips and didn't say anything, but slowly drove the car towards Fan Tao's location.
Mu Zhong pondered for two seconds, glanced at the surrounding situation again, and finally repeated: "Yes, they must have moved something they shouldn't have."
The convoy quickly shrank into a single unit, with signs of battle visible on all sides, and sandstorms had somehow spread throughout the area.
A sandstorm is brewing in the distance.
Wei Huan's summoned creatures died in large numbers, but he then repaired them and summoned them back to the battlefield.
The consumption of spiritual energy is like flowing water.
This is abnormal; the casualty rate is too high.
And even now, no one knows what is slaughtering his undead army.
"That thing hasn't arrived yet, and its strength is unknown, so be careful," Wei Huan warned, but he kept Mu Zhong from using his skills.
Mu Zhong's skills are very useful, but we need to be more careful in this situation because his buffs are always weakened after they are used up. Before we know the enemy's specific information, Wei Huan would rather fight a war of attrition than reveal his trump card in advance.
As the sandstorm thinned, Wei Huan could vaguely see something large moving within it.
It was so big, like a small mountain. As it slowly approached, it blocked out the sunlight and cast large shadows.
Against this backdrop, their convoy of 62 vehicles appeared as small and helpless as an anthill.
"What is that?"
"It's it!?"
"Damn it, Qiang and the others have alerted them again!"
"It's over, it's over, I'm doomed! I'm doomed!"
The walkie-talkie was filled with complaints, while Mu Zhong had already contacted Fan Tao and obtained the latest and most comprehensive intelligence.
After giving a concise explanation, Mu Zhong put down the walkie-talkie and looked at Wei Huan, about to speak.
Wei Huan shook his head, looked up at the "mountain" in front of him, and said, "I know everything."
It's just a classic example of "people die for wealth, birds die for food."
A gust of wind blew by, as if lifting a veil of mist, clearing away the sand and fog that floated in the field of vision and revealing the true scene.
The fighting stopped at some point, I don't know.
The undead army and the monster army maintained a considerable distance, with the monster army actively retreating.
But this doesn't mean they won; it just means these monsters listened to the instructions.
They waved them away, but they also surrounded the convoy.
The black carapace of the sand scorpion stands out like a line drawn on the yellow sand, clearly demarcated.
The light on the phantom lizard's body flickered, and monsters would sometimes appear in the area where it was, and sometimes disappear.
But the most terrifying thing was the enormous creature that appeared after the fog dissipated.
That... was actually a white rhinoceros.
Its size was so great that it seemed to support the heavens and the earth; one of its legs was thicker than all the cars combined.
On either side of the sharp rhinoceros horn are a pair of blood-red eyes. It is these blood-red eyes that make the legendary sacred white rhinoceros seem like a demon, extremely difficult to deal with.
Squinting, gazing into the distance.
Something seemed to flash by on the back of that towering white rhinoceros.
Wei Huan suddenly picked up the walkie-talkie, his deep voice escaping from his thin lips.
"Brother Qiang, this is Wei Huan."
About five seconds later, a flippant voice came through the walkie-talkie.
"Speak, what is it?"
Wei Huan squinted and said, word by word, "Either give me what you got, or get out."
"Damn it!" Qiang Ge exclaimed as if he'd exploded. "Are you blatantly robbing me? Why should I give it to you? What I risked my life to get is mine!!"
Wei Huan stopped speaking, but the dark clouds formed by the ghost crows had already gathered around Qiang Ge's car, cawing loudly – a real nuisance.
A group of hidden cats suddenly appeared out of nowhere, circling the graffiti car, casually scratching with their paws, or jumping onto the car.
Wei Huan's threat was quite clear.
He will not be protected unless he hands over what he has taken.
If you're capable, then survive on your own.
The mental attack from Ghost Crow is unbearable for most people; even the car next to Brother Qiang managed to drive a little further away.
In just half a minute, there were no more cars within 30 meters of Brother Qiang.
Qiang Ge activated the protective shield, and the arrow tower popped out, but he hesitated to fire.
Clearly, there are still some concerns.
But the Ghost Crow didn't give him time, cawing incessantly outside the protective shield. His two Tier 2 professional brothers in the car immediately knelt on the ground, clutching their heads and vomiting.
Qiang Ge, a Sequence 3, has high resistance to the mental pollution of Ghost Crow. He frowned and stared at the direction where Wei Huan's car was, hesitating in silence before finally speaking: "Okay, here you go."
Mu Zhong and Qiang Ge became friends.
Qiang Ge's name is Xu Qingqiang; only his name is mentioned, and all other information has been hidden.
Then the other party popped up a trade box containing some silver equipment and a bottle of silver-grade spiritual energy potion.
The last item, after much struggle, was a gold-grade agility helmet.
"Wow! A golden helmet!" Liu Chengzhi's eyes lit up.
The other party clicked the transaction button.
Qiang Ge gritted his teeth on the walkie-talkie: "I've given you everything, just in case I don't die."
Mu Zhong was amused when he saw the items being traded. He took the walkie-talkie from Wei Huan and said, "Brother Qiang, are you misunderstanding something about our knowledge? Can something that's not even worth a gold treasure chest attract a legendary monster?"
"Huh? Legendary level?" Liu Chengzhi was still unfamiliar with such things.
After being exposed, Qiang Ge remained silent and stopped talking.
Mu Zhong continued, "Although we don't know what it is, if the key supplies aren't transferred, the hatred will always be on you. If you can handle that rhinoceros, then go ahead."
Brother Qiang remained silent, but he didn't leave either.
Mu Zhong stared at it for a while and then laughed, saying to Wei Huan, "He's about to throw a tantrum and act like a spoiled brat."
Brother Qiang's calculations were so precise and clear that they were practically reflected in people's faces.
Did you think that as long as they didn't leave the convoy, Wei Huan would definitely take action to protect the others?
Wei Huan glanced at the time and finally issued an ultimatum.
"I'll give you three more minutes to think it over. Give me your answer before dark."
Qiang Ge remained silent, and neither did the others.
They hated Qiang for his greed in stealing the treasure and trying to shift the blame elsewhere. They were also gloating over Wei Huan's attitude of not protecting them if they didn't give him the treasure, which made them feel very relieved!
That's right! You can't be nice to this kind of person!
A minute passed in the blink of an eye, and the retreating monster army had all regrouped, ready for battle.
The white rhinoceros with red eyes shook its head and exhaled a stream of air from its nostrils.
There was indeed something on the rhinoceros's back, peering around curiously.
They clearly possessed sufficient intelligence and the ability to command these monstrous armies.
Moreover, it was obvious that they were waiting for nightfall.
Night falls, and that's when the wandering monsters truly spawn, with even more monsters appearing there.
Two minutes passed, and the atmosphere grew increasingly tense.
A loud bang came from the walkie-talkie.
Fan Tao couldn't hold back and yelled into the walkie-talkie, "It's you bounty hunters who killed hundreds of people in the city and forced everyone to flee. Now you're still hesitating. Do you want everyone to die here?"
Mu Zhong added another factor: "If you get locked on by a monster when you open a treasure chest, you can't leave even if you have a return scroll. You can try it now."
Qiang remained silent, neither speaking nor taking any action.
Like a starving dog with a piece of fat in its mouth, it wouldn't let go even if it were beaten to death with sticks.
Wei Huan glanced at the time. The portal, which hadn't been closed since the beginning, was rippling again.
This time, what came out of it were a group of dark-skinned, four-clawed, three-headed, six-armed Asuras.
4 heads, 8 heads, 12 heads, and in the blink of an eye, there are 20 heads, but it is still far from the end.
These ghouls appeared fierce and menacing, with an extremely strong sense of oppression. They were even half a body taller than the chariot. Their dried-up bodies were not just shriveled flesh; upon closer inspection, one could see the thick muscle fibers beneath the skin.
They walked towards Brother Qiang's car.
Qiang finally couldn't hold back any longer and spoke into the walkie-talkie: "What are you trying to do, Wei Huan? With so many people watching, I don't believe you dare to kill me!"
But now, Wei Huan didn't want to waste any more words with him.
The car crew surrounded Qiang Ge's car, unknowingly separating it from the others.
The car had a strong presence, and even those cars that were already hesitant to turn off their engines moved back and made way for it, barely touching the ground.
After all 24 cars were in place, everyone realized that they were protected in the middle by the car, except for Brother Qiang's car, which was excluded from the outside.
Brother Qiang's plan was shrewd, but that's the usual situation; if the authorities want to save people, they have to save everyone involved.
But this approach was useless against Wei Huan, whose undead army could easily form a defensive formation, protecting only those who needed protection.
Brother Qiang's car, shamelessly trying to squeeze into the convoy, but can he outrun a four-star, second-tier Shura?
The key point is that Brother Qiang didn't dare to offend Wei Huan, so he didn't dare to attack the Xiu Roman Empire. After the undead army that Wei Huan had placed outside also withdrew, for a moment only Brother Qiang's car was left, staring at the red-eyed white rhinoceros on the outside.
"laugh!"
The white rhinoceros snorted and took a step forward.
The earth was trembling.
Qiang Ge finally broke down.
He shouted into the walkie-talkie, "Didn't you see? He's trying to kill us! You're from the military region! Aren't you here to rescue us?"
The female captain replied coolly, "Didn't you see anyone outside? Which dog is barking?"
"Drink—tui!" The male captain spat out a mouthful.
There are two minutes left until it gets dark.
The other party was clearly waiting for nightfall.
At that moment, no one noticed that among the group of shrewd men that emerged, there was one that was quite different.
It was smaller than the other hymens, and as soon as it came out, it looked around, its agility mixed with a hint of restlessness.
Immediately afterwards, it saw the white rhinoceros, which looked like a mountain, right in front of it.
In an instant, the green flames in its eyes shot up into the air.
fighting!!
destroy!!
kill!!!
Wei Huan's control over the summoned creatures is absolute; he absolutely forbids any opposition to his commands.
However, because it is a group hard control, it cannot be applied to a specific summoned creature unless the user sees it.
Unfortunately, he didn't see the Roman caravan and therefore didn't notice this anomaly.
He stared blankly at the colossal figure before him, four portals still spewing forth an army of undead.
This time, it was the walking dead that came out.
There weren't many zombies, but they were slow and took time to emerge.
Wei Huan realized his current weakness: having only four teleportation portals made his army's formation too slow.
Unfortunately, only four doors can be opened in Sequence 2, and the Undead Ranch can only be upgraded to level 2.
If he doesn't advance in his cultivation level, his strength will remain stagnant, making it difficult to improve significantly.
Two minutes had passed, and Wei Huan's army of the undead still hadn't finished emerging.
Even so, this scene shocked everyone present.
This number must be over a thousand, right?
Why are they still heading out?
Impossible! They're both Sequence 2, how can the difference be so huge?
The few third-tier challengers here felt utterly dejected upon seeing the vast army of undead covering the mountains and plains.
At the third tier, I'm afraid I can't even reach one-tenth of Wei Huan's level? Is such a difference in strength fair?
Of course it's unfair.
The Challenge World is not a game world, and it does not pursue fairness.
The strong are like stars, the weak are like dust—that's the difference between them.
Challengers on the front lines, even those in the same farmer class, can be dozens or even hundreds of times stronger.
This is talent, opportunity, and enlightenment!
They always charge ahead, endure the greatest hardships, take the most daring risks, and in turn reap the best rewards, widening the gap between themselves and everyone else.
The strong will always get stronger!