But it only lasted for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, a dark cloud that had transformed into sharp blades descended from the sky.
The sound of "quack quack quack" rang out.
It flowed through his head, like water.
A fourth-tier professional cannot be hard-controlled by Ghost Raven.
But attacking him the instant he leaps up is enough to cause him to lose consciousness for a moment.
So, Peng Zheng jumped up in solitude.
First, its head hit the car, then bounced back and fell back into the army of the undead.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" The black beams of light from the Demon Eye Lord continued to shoot.
"Ho ho ho!" Shuro's claws kicked and stomped on his face.
"Crack crack crack!" The anal-penetrating guy had already bitten his butt more than ten times, but unfortunately it couldn't break through his defenses. However, it was not discouraged and persisted.
The dog stood on the mother's body, directing the facehuggers to form a hard chain, binding the man again and again.
The man struggled to his feet and continued fighting.
But he found that things were now even more difficult.
He lost too much energy, and his movements gradually slowed down.
The initial sense of crisis was becoming a reality; he was being slowly worn down by the endless army of undead, whose individual strength was not particularly great.
A slight thought of retreating had already begun to creep into my mind.
After all, one's life is more important than money.
The final straw that broke the camel's back was the sound coming from the horizon.
"Knock knock! Knock knock!"
The terrifying sound of war drums rang out once more.
A series of blue lights fell on the undead surrounding him, causing them to grow larger and stronger out of thin air.
He finally broke down.
"Wait! Wait! I surrender! I surrender! Wei Huan, I surrender!"
At this moment, he could no longer care about saving face and finally bowed his head.
The undead army, now blessed with triple damage, was strong enough to harm him. He had to make a decision sooner rather than later, before the situation became irreversible.
"I surrender! Wei Huan!!"
When the final sound rang out, it was as if all the dead had been put on pause.
Absolutely obeyed, she withdrew her attack, even though her sharp claws had already scratched the man's face.
They instantly became docile, unable to comprehend the madness of the previous moment.
But the quieter it is, the more unsettling it becomes.
Human legions could never achieve this level of authority; the undead army truly commanded with absolute authority.
Most importantly, they are not afraid of death.
Thinking of this, the man glanced warily in the direction of the fourth-class vehicle.
He then raised his hand and slowly removed the steel mask from his face, revealing the face of a man in his forties.
Without a doubt, this is Peng Zheng.
The profession and appearance matched, but the real Peng Zheng did not look fierce at all. He even looked somewhat refined and handsome, like a well-read scholar.
In fact, before the world challenged him, he was a professor in the literature department at a university.
However, moral bottom lines obviously have little to do with appearance or profession.
Gain power and
Professor Peng, in his pursuit of wealth, has completely exposed his dark side in the face of challenges to the world.
They became treacherous and cunning, driven solely by profit.
Peng Zheng said, "Wei Huan, you used me to establish your authority, and I did not cause you any harm. At most, it was just a case of gathering a crowd to spread rumors, which is not a capital offense."
You wrecked my car today, and my team members were seriously injured. How about we end this here?
"I'll leave your team, and we'll call it even, okay?"
"Peng Zheng."
The fourth-class vehicle landed slightly, and Wei Huan's face appeared in the driver's side window.
Wei Huan looked at him intently and said, "It's not fair. I am the leader of 20,000 vehicles, and you are just a lone wolf seeking my protection. If you succeed, the morale of the convoy will collapse, and who knows how many of those 20,000 vehicles will die."
Peng Zheng laughed: "You can't convict me based on mere speculation, even if something didn't happen. I just gathered a group of people who believed in me, and I didn't do anything, yet you convict me."
"Ridiculous! Even if it goes to a military court, I won't lose."
Wei Huan simply looked at him and said calmly from his superior position, "No need for sophistry, I am stronger than you, I am the truth."
Prestige requires blood to stain it.
I'm giving you only two choices: bleed on the spot, or cede territory, pay reparations, and withdraw from the challenge world.
Peng Zheng wondered if he had misheard: "What are you going to do? You really dare to kill me? And you want me to pay you to save my life? Dream on!?"
"Roar roar roar!"
"Ho ho ho!"
"Click-click-click!"
Suddenly, the undead army, which had been still just moments before, began to howl as if they had gone mad.
The earth shook violently.
With only a few seconds left, the bloodthirsty Demon Eye Lord unleashed his final, long-awaited attack.
The black beam of light slammed directly into Peng Zheng's face.
In his haste, Peng Zheng could only put on a mask and was then forced to rub his head against the ground.
The black beam of light that had been accumulating for a long time was clearly more powerful than one that was hastily unleashed.
Peng Zheng felt like he was melting, screaming in agony.
Finally, the black beam disappeared, and the Demon Eye Lord entered a weakened state.
But the battle is not over yet.
The Shura, now imbued with enhanced single-target attributes, charged forward and unleashed a barrage of war-like trampling upon him.
"Pfft!"
A sharp pain shot through his chest, as if he had been disemboweled.
Looking down, he realized it was the Demon Eye Lord's attack that had finally broken through his armor.
He's injured!
Pain brought fear, and after struggling for a while, he finally spoke again when he was pressed to the ground and rubbed against the ground once more.
"I surrender! I surrender! I'll give you the money, I'll give you the money!!"
Compared to his previous surrender, Peng Zheng was truly much more frustrated this time.
His pride shattered; he knew perfectly well that he couldn't defeat this gravedigger who was only at the third rank.
How can he be so strong?
I've heard that true geniuses are those who possess the ability to fight beyond their level.
He's jealous, insanely jealous!
He scrambled to his feet again, this time covered in blood, and the confident composure he once had was gone from his face.
He stared intently at Wei Huan, his eyes filled with barely concealed jealousy.
A hoarse voice came from his throat as he said, "What do you want? Tell me."
At this moment, all around is extremely quiet.
Everyone who witnessed this scene felt a chill at their fingertips.
Peng Zheng, whom they deeply believed to be incredibly powerful and capable of protecting them, had absolutely no ability to resist Wei Huan.
Wei Huan could kill him with ease.
Those who previously said that Wei Huan was inferior to Peng Zheng and questioned why Wei Huan was qualified to be the leader of the car were now feeling as if they had been slapped hard in the face, and were extremely embarrassed.
If they had known Wei Huan was this strong, what would they have been complaining about?
If we follow Wei Huan's convoy slowly forward, we should be able to complete this assessment with ease.
But now, they have not only lost the right to follow Wei Huan, but they may even die in the challenge assessment.
So, what kind of death have I been courting?!
Deep regret overwhelmed them, along with the fear of failing the assessment. With nowhere to vent their intense emotions, they even turned to Peng Zheng.
waste!
He's all talk and no action, but when it comes to real fighting, he's a coward!
Disdainful and resentful glances emanated from those cars, seemingly landing squarely on Peng Zheng.
Peng Zheng's eyes twitched, and he felt extreme hatred in his heart.
In order to make money during this assessment, he minimized the space in the vehicle and only brought in a deputy commander in charge of logistics.
The remaining ten people were all wealthy individuals who had spent a large sum of money to buy parking spaces.
What kind of strength does the investor have?
In battle, the sugar daddy is like a fragile vase, needing someone to protect him.
If his crew were all there...
Peng Zhengqiang suppressed the blood rising in his throat and said in a hoarse voice, "Tell me? How much money do you want?"
"Let me talk to you."
Mu Zhong took over the negotiations.
"How much money are you going to give to buy your life? Yours, and the money for everyone else in the car."
Peng Zheng frowned slightly.
He has to pay for the trash in the car? That's like cutting off his own flesh!
But he knew he had to pay that money.
The wealthy patrons he was carrying were all extremely rich and powerful on Earth, including many descendants of influential figures. If these people were to die in his car, his empire on Earth would be completely destroyed.
As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn.
Peng Zheng closed his eyes and then opened them again, took a deep breath, and announced a number.
Mu Zhong was not satisfied: "I heard that Captain Peng opened a legendary treasure on Highway 1006 and obtained a golden treasure chest. This time, the parking spaces were sold for a lot of money again."
Train conductor Peng seems unaware of his own value.
The two negotiated twice more, going back and forth.
Finally, Peng Zheng roared, "I refuse to believe you fucking can kill me!!"
"Roar roar roar!"
"Awooooo!"
"Click-click-click!"
The undead army, now buffed, swarmed forward.
Three minutes later.
Raise your hands from the pile of bones.
"We can talk! We can talk! I surrender! I really surrender this time!!"
Mu Zhong was amused: "This Peng Zheng is flexible and adaptable."
Mu Tangge nodded, but also said
"He's a spendthrift, and he's kept four women and six children. He probably doesn't have much money left."
"I've already figured out his bottom line."
After being beaten up, Peng Zheng's arrogance dissipated.
After two more rounds of bargaining with Mu Zhong, Mu Zhong finally settled on a price that made Peng Zheng tremble with pain, but was not so bad that it would lead to a complete breakdown in negotiations.
Mu Zhong was both talented and experienced in observing people.
Wei Huan didn't interfere at all, nor did he care what he could get from Peng Zheng in the end.
His only regret was that he acted too soon, failing to use his blood to build his prestige and instill true fear in others.
With the world in one's heart?
Kindness and reason?
Persuade with reason?
No, Wei Huan didn't want to walk this path that too many people had already trod.
When Mu's cousin told him that outside the Challenge World, there was an invisible war, a power struggle within humanity that even escalated to the point of assassinating geniuses.
He knew that the old paths he had seen in his previous life were all wrong paths.
So, if Blue Star Village absolutely needs a village chief, why can't it be him? Or someone he appoints?
A kind heart cannot command an army, and a righteous heart cannot manage finances.
This has always been the case.
He must forge a path of becoming a ruthless general, using killing to stop killing, so that all his enemies tremble at the mere mention of his name.
Wei Huan's murderous intent influenced the army of the undead.
The green flames surged, their faces contorted in a ferocious grimace.
Peng Zheng sensed that Wei Huan genuinely wanted to use him to establish his authority.
"Alright, alright, I promise you. I'll transfer the supplies to you now, and you can let me go."
Mu Zhong reminded him, "It's not that I'm letting you go, it's that I'm sending you back to Earth."
"Okay, sure."
Even if they asked him to stay, he didn't want to. He sensed that Wei Huan wanted to kill him; he had walked right into a trap and was incredibly unlucky!
I encountered a killing machine.
Peng Zheng and his vehicle disappeared behind the test road.
After he left, dozens more cars disappeared one after another.
They were all people who had brought enough return charms.
They were indeed afraid of Wei Huan.
Even though Wei Huan didn't do anything to them, he simply surrounded them.
But the thought that he had offended Wei Huan and would have to stay in the same world with him made him feel deeply uneasy.
By then, it's too late to regret it.
Consider it a loss to avert disaster, a way to buy peace of mind.
The remaining 54 cars were truly a bunch of "idiots".
Lacking the ability to protect oneself and unable to discern who can truly protect one's interests, one is led astray by others and has now fallen into a trap.
Some of these people were shameless and even tried to cry and beg Wei Huan for forgiveness.
They're adorably silly.
They didn't even realize they were the chicken being used as a "show of force."
If Wei Huan wanted to establish his authority, he would never change his orders frequently.
If you tell them to get lost, you won't leave a single one alive.
Just as they finished yelling twice, Wei Huan's car started moving.
Flying at a height of seven meters
With a catapult, it vanished without a trace in a flash.
Wei Huan's spirit still surrounds them, and keeps surrounding them.
Once Wei Huan was 6 kilometers away, these spirits were pulled directly into the space and returned to the tomb.
"Caw caw caw," only the crows that could barely keep up followed Wei Huan as he sped off. Before long, they saw the grand procession ahead.
The team's discipline was clearly disrupted once again after Wei Huan attacked Peng Zheng and easily defeated him.
This story is being circulated widely in chat rooms.
That's right, "widely sung".
There was not a single discordant sound left.
Because everyone realized through this incident that Wei Huan would really take action.
Even here, there are still people who don't care about this, and even hate Wei Huan.
But so what?
From today onwards, all inappropriate voices will no longer be heard in front of Wei Huan.
Wei Huan also understood that he didn't need everyone to love and respect him.
All he needs to do is ensure that orders are strictly obeyed when he is leading troops.
...
The challenges and assessments passed day by day.
The convoy marched for 12 hours straight every day, covering nearly 5,000 kilometers.
During the day, Wei Huan led his troops in the convoy, and at night he would take Xu Qingqiang out hunting.
The fourth-class carriage arranged by the Mu family was a great help; without them, Wei Huan wouldn't have dared to go far.
They walked far away to clear obstacles in front of them, which is why they could walk so smoothly during the day.
The positional strategy is the least afraid of challenging randomly refreshed monsters in the world. It can push forward and even dare to charge into monster groups of royal city level.
As long as there is no Dark Beast Squad.
Wei Huan had already encountered two Dark Beast squads; one was completely wiped out, and the other had three two-headed Hidden Demons escape.
However, he knew that there was another squad of dark beasts waiting for them at the exit in this world.
Due to his subjective consciousness, Xu Qingqiang's perception of powerful monsters is becoming increasingly less acute.
Mu Zhong's analysis was correct. Now that his "extrasensory perception" has been enhanced by the combined combat power of Wei Huan and others, it is difficult for him to encounter any monsters that make him feel dangerous.
Except for the Dark Beast Squad at the end of the level.
Xu Qingqiang said with a serious expression, "That smells really good, very good. The aroma makes your mouth water."
In other words, that Dark Beast Squad is very powerful.
He couldn't beat them, so he couldn't eat them. The taste was delicious because he couldn't eat them, and he craved them. He kept thinking about them and always wanted to smell that aroma.
Mu Zhong told him to smell other scents.
Xu Qingqiang said, "I'm not a dog, why should I smell anything?"
Then he added, "It's nothing, but there's a faint smell on the left side. I couldn't smell it before, but since yesterday, after all the other smells disappeared, this one is still there."
He thought for a moment and said, "I've had that feeling before. I guess it's a very high-level ruin. It's said that in each assessment world, there is a high-level ruin, usually containing a gold treasure chest, but occasionally platinum or even diamonds will appear."
After Xu Qingqiang finished speaking, he looked at them with some anticipation.
These past few nights, they've all gone out to clean up the section of road in front.
Monsters, and occasionally you'll encounter ruins.
Wei Huan's ability to explore the ruins opened Xu Qing's eyes and made him shout that he was cheating.
Without even getting out of the car, a basic ruin is built every 10 minutes, and a medium-level ruin every half hour. Is this something a human can do?
While eating Wei Huan's undead, Xu Qingqiang cooperated with the undead army to slaughter them indiscriminately.
Feeling good at one moment, cursing at the other.
That was so easy, so damn easy.
Previously, he would transform into a twisted battle form to hunt prey; now, he's here to enjoy the buffet.
Whether it's monsters or undead, as long as he doesn't touch the elite undead, Wei Huan never bothers with them; he always has plenty of energy.
His attributes increase daily as he consumes enough energy.
He is continuously getting stronger, evolving at a rate that has never been seen in the past two years.
He no longer even rejects his profession.
I always felt that Wei Huan thought highly of him.
Tsk! Thinking of this, Xu Qingqiang became unhappy.
Whether Wei Huan approves of him or not is none of his business. He has no intention of currying favor with Wei Huan, nor is he overjoyed by even the slightest recognition from him.
He's Brother Qiang!!
"So, do you want to go take a look?" Xu Qingqiang is now incredibly bold, and he's eager to try even the most difficult monsters.
Wei Huan shook his head, "No action tonight."
"Huh?" Xu Qingqiang was very disappointed.
After turning off the communication with Xu Qingqiang, Wei Huan blinked his slightly sore eyes.
Today is the sixth day of the highway assessment.
Under his leadership, a total of approximately 48,000 challengers suffered fewer than 280 deaths, a casualty rate of less than 0.6%, which remains the highest in recent years.
Of course, there will definitely be more deaths in the future.
However, even with such intense testing, the Dark Beast Squad launched a surprise attack, resulting in a casualty rate of less than 1%.
Wherever it is placed, it is an outstanding achievement.
But such achievements did not come easily.
All the official vehicles involved in this operation made contributions.
The people arranged by the Mu family made great contributions.
In addition, Wei Huan's tireless work day and night deserves the most credit.
The convoy has not encountered any further attacks from the Dark Beast Squad since then.
They also did not encounter a single king-level monster tribe.
Aside from challenging the world and being inhuman, and encountering monsters that suddenly appear out of nowhere, the convoy almost never lost anyone during its marches.
Even with monsters dropping from the sky, the convoy's mobility and reaction speed are at their maximum.
Everyone now knows that as long as they can hold on for two more minutes, the leader's car will definitely arrive.
Wei Huan will definitely arrive within three minutes.
It's the end of the monsters.
So now no one will leave the car to risk their lives; the priority is to ensure their own survival, and then they will be rescued.
Even if the car explodes, it doesn't matter. Wei Huan will arrange for them to transfer to another car, so at least they can complete the assessment alive.
The lawyer-negotiator who once pointed his finger at Wei Huan and said his arrangement was "murdering the future" is now completely silent.
Wei Huan stopped talking to them, and as his control over the convoy deepened, such voices no longer dared to appear before him.
The weak adapt to the rules.
The strong change the rules.
Ironically, the people in the convoy not only gradually accepted Wei Huan's arrangement, but even felt that Wei Huan was kind, had enough respect for life, and was an excellent leader.
Wei Huan was unaware of this.
But even if I knew, I wouldn't be surprised.
This is what he wanted.
From his initial silence to his manipulation of Peng Zheng, and finally to his display of power and defeat of Peng Zheng, it was all part of his plan.
If it wasn't Peng Zheng, someone else would have become Wei Huan's "stepping stone".
After all, there are always some restless people who always think they are better than anyone else.
If these people had challenged Wei Huan from the beginning, or openly displayed their power like Qi Jialu, they would have been better off.
Wei Huan respected her and wouldn't base his plans on such an open and honest person.
I hate people like Peng Zheng the most.
If you have the ability but don't do it, you'll become jealous when others do.
They won't take the main road; they'll take crooked paths and scheme in secret.
Wei Huan wouldn't give this kind of person a kind look at all.
That's a bit of a tangent.
After deciding not to leave the team tonight, Wei Huan planned to give himself a good rest.
He was exhausted both physically and mentally from days of marching and constant fighting.
It is foreseeable that there will be a fierce battle on the last day, and he will need to rest up.
One last look at the darkness outside the car, and the headlights, like a galaxy on earth, all lit up, stretching to the horizon.
It possessed a tranquil beauty, a sense of peace and serenity.
Wei Huan got up, left the driver's seat, and went to the square.
After entering the challenge world, I was busy with marching, and the design of the square didn't change much.
Apart from the coffee shop, cinema, training room, banquet hall, and canteen, no other rooms or decorations have been added.
Wei Huan walked through the square every day, coming and going in a hurry, never stopping.
Apart from going to the mess hall for meals, I haven't been to any other rooms. The promised daily training has also been suspended due to the march.
With no other plans for the day, Wei Huan went to the cafeteria first.
Liu Chengzhi had already packed the lunchbox and was planning to deliver it to him, but when he saw him coming in person, he handed him the plate directly.
There was no one else in the cafeteria.
Xu Qingqiang led his two brothers to provide escort on the right wing, while the twins and Ding Qi provided escort on the left wing.
Xu Qingqiang still comes back every night, but the twins haven't come back since they were sent out on a mission.
The first mission was carried out with utmost care and meticulousness.
Sun Yiling and Xiao Zhi, who were the rest of the group, should have finished their meal and gone back to their rooms to rest.
They never had any important tasks, nor were they given any important ones, so they were only responsible for daily communication and the management of the microcosm.
With so many people on board, they all need food and drink. Any extra food can be distributed to replenish the convoy's supplies.
There are always some people who are bad at managing their finances and remain perpetually impoverished. It's not that they don't have enough to eat and drink, or that they lack the energy.
These all require logistical arrangements.
Challenging the world doesn't mean being completely heartless.
It merely stimulates evolution.
It is not genocide.
Therefore, including the "Return Talisman," there are many other special-purpose items that can send energy into the assessment world.
Just like when new talents enter the highway challenge, everyone can find the official and a junior class instructor like Teng Jiayang to apply for small energy and try to improve the opening level of the first box.
So sending energy into the world of challenges isn't difficult, it's just that the cost is a bit high.
Conversely, food supplies are harder to obtain. Those in the convoy with microcosms have fully utilized their resources, which at least ensures that some people won't actually starve to death.
The person in charge of this operation was Brother Mu.
Mu Tangge is actually a 20-year-old college student who is challenging the system. In terms of experience, he is not as experienced as Mu Zhong, who has participated in real intelligence work.
But logistics can be handled by many people.
Among the people sent by the Mu family, there were quite a few such talented individuals.
With their help, the logistics management of the entire convoy was simply perfect.
In this respect, Wei Huan was genuinely grateful to the Mu family.
The Mu family does not vie for power or fame, but works quietly behind the scenes to consolidate the "leadership group" with Wei Huan as the main figure and Mu Zhong and his cousin Mu as assistants.
This spirit of unity and solidarity won Wei Huan's favor, and he thought more than once about how he should repay the Mu family's kindness.
Going to the Northeast Army Corps was not to repay the Mu family's kindness.
Even without the Mu family, he would still go to the Northeast Army.
Therefore, what he brought out should be beneficial to the development of the Mu family.
Perhaps some of the supplies he unpacked this time should be sent to the Danmu family. Even if they are only silver-level resources, they will still be valuable if there are enough of them.
Moreover, considering that he is a model worker, the value of the items should be increased even further.
Mu Tangge is always full of energy and is always working. Even when he sleeps, he squeezes in the minimum amount of sleep, using his driver's seat as a bed.
Logistics work is tedious and doesn't show much achievement. If you do it well, it's taken for granted; if you don't do it well, it's considered a lack of ability.
Wei Huan saw it all.
"Send some food to Mu Zhong and Supervisor Mu," Wei Huan said to Liu Chengzhi.
Mu Zhong stayed in the train commander's office to work overtime.
With Wei Huan absent, one of the team leaders and deputy team leaders must remain, so Mu Zhong has to stay.
Before leaving, Wei Huan checked Mu Zhong's attributes. He wasn't very tired today; his stamina was well maintained.
"Alright, boss!" Liu Chengzhi went to deliver dinner.
Wei Huan was the only one left in the restaurant.
He ate dinner very slowly; he ate at a very slow pace, appearing deliberate and very polite.
In reality, his mouth was completely unusable. Half of his mouth was stuck together, and the other half revealed his gums.
If he took off his glasses, he could stop a child from crying, just like a demon.
After finishing his meal, Liu Chengzhi still hadn't returned, so Wei Huan put his empty plate in the sink and left the cafeteria.
He didn't eat much for dinner because he wanted to stretch his stiff, rusty body, so he went to the training room.
There are two training rooms on the bus, one in the plaza downstairs and one on the third floor.
The first floor is better than the third floor. Mu Zhong installed a gravity system inside. Although it is the most basic one, it can still provide up to three times the gravity, which is quite a workout.
Wei Huan activated three times the gravity and practiced a real soldier's combat technique.
He didn't feel anything special. His attributes were high, and his physical abilities were comparable to Superman's, so three times the gravity didn't affect him much.
He practiced two sets of real combat techniques until he sweated enough to meet his requirements before he finished and went upstairs.
Wei Huan returned to his room, intending to take a shower and go to sleep, then spend the full amount of time at the Temple of Professions before coming out.
But when she was halfway through taking off her clothes, she saw the large public bath next to her.
He thought for a moment, then put it in water to soak.
The warm, rippling water enveloped my body, driving away my fatigue.
The rising steam made people drowsy.
Wei Huan leaned against the pool wall, unaware of when he had fallen asleep.
When Mu Chong entered, what he saw was a man soaking in the bathtub!