Just as the clock struck midnight. Some people wearing Silent Council uniforms arrived at the seaside.
Each of them held a small item in their hands, some square, some cylindrical.
Others were long and thin.
Seeing those things, almost everyone grew a little excited.
These turned out to be—fireworks!
In an apocalypse like this, fireworks could actually be seen!
This was the end of the world!
Many had assumed they would never see such a thing in their lifetime.
They never expected to see them here!
Soon, everyone in the entire base walked toward that direction.
For a moment, the beach became crowded.
Little Fish climbed onto Iron Lion’s arm again.
Although these fireworks didn’t look very large, they still thrilled people.
“Everyone, on behalf of the Silent Council, welcome.”
Hou Junji, wearing a tailcoat, appeared before everyone, holding a megaphone to the parrot on his shoulder.
Some odd sounds came through.
“Tonight’s fireworks show is specially arranged to welcome you, our guests from afar.”
“As you know, given the special circumstances right now, our fireworks can’t be as spectacular as before!”
“But we still hope you enjoy them!”
After Hou Junji finished speaking, he signaled to the staff behind him.
A staff member jogged over and began to light the fireworks.
The fuses glowed in the night.
When that short fuse burned out, a hush fell over the scene.
Just as everyone assumed the firework was a dud.
The little firework above them began to light up, and then a small fountain of sparks sprayed out.
It illuminated everyone’s faces.
The tiny firework wasn’t grand, but it was bright and dazzling.
Everyone stared at that small fountain of sparks without blinking.
There were plenty of superhumans present.
Their Supernatural Power could produce visuals a hundred times more brilliant than those small fireworks.
Yet right now, everyone felt these fireworks were the most beautiful colors in the world.
The staff member began lighting a second firework.
As the first firework’s fountain slowly rose and became more beautiful.
The second small firework likewise began to spray its little fountain.
Then the third, the fourth…
On this seaside, all the fireworks in that instant rolled like waves.
Those dazzling sparks came in wave after wave.
When the fireworks in front reached their peak, the ones behind were only just beginning to spit flames.
These brilliant, but not earth-shattering, sparks lit up every face.
Some people hurriedly started rummaging through their belongings, seemingly searching for phones to record this beautiful moment.
Some joined their hands in prayer, as if praying for something.
Others had eyes reddened with tears.
Perhaps they thought of the people they last watched fireworks with, wondering if those people were still alive.
Everyone present had seen scenes a hundred times more magnificent than these fireworks.
Some pricier fireworks cost five digits, even six digits.
Those could light up an entire night sky, visible to a whole city.
The fireworks before them, before the apocalypse, probably cost only a dozen yuan, or at cheapest a few yuan.
But to everyone here now, they were unique.
Maybe this would be the last time in their lives they saw such beauty.
Xu Lina’s pupils reflected the flashing sparks, and she thought of herself.
She felt like these fireworks.
Cheap, with only a fleeting brilliance, after which she would face permanent darkness.
The pink-haired girl’s eyes were a little red.
She recalled the last time she watched fireworks, during the New Year, when the whole family went out together.
They even bought a lot at home.
That day, any random firework at home was a hundred times more spectacular than today’s.
And Chu Che, Iron Lion, Ding Dong…
Everyone looked at the fireworks, their expressions and the looks in their eyes all different.
Chen Ye glanced at the fireworks before him, then at the blood moon in the sky.
For a moment, his mind was blank.
…
Happy moments are always short-lived.
Especially in an apocalypse like this, everyone still being alive, and relatively well, was already something to be grateful for.
It reached twelve o’clock.
Auntie Zhao and Xu Linhao told Chu Che and Chen Ye their addresses, then each went back.
Not only did Chen Ye meet old friends.
Other convoys in the base also ran into old acquaintances.
People exchanged farewells and arranged to meet again tomorrow.
Some even began to move…
Move?
That was because, after meeting old friends, some convoys wanted to relocate their camp.
Of course, as long as they didn’t cause trouble.
The Silent Council wouldn’t interfere.
The Fair Convoy didn’t do that.
When Chen Ye returned to camp, he found the second floor of Bus Number Six still had its lights on.
Upon closer inspection, he saw Gong Yong lying over a table fixing something.
It seemed to be his microwave.
He was probably spurred on, planning to make something to blind everyone’s eyes.
Chen Ye just glanced and didn’t make a fuss.
After a few greetings, everyone returned to their tents.
Of course, Chen Ye didn’t need to set up a tent.
The truck bed of the Monster Pickup Truck was where he usually rested.
Only now there was a bit more material.
Sleeping might be slightly crowded, but such a small problem could be overcome.
However, it wasn’t time to sleep yet.
Chen Ye found a spot with fewer people and began his daily practice.
As for why he chose a less crowded spot.
After all, Chen Ye’s current practice, the Blood Moon First Set of Broadcast Calisthenics, carried a certain embarrassment.
Also, he didn’t want people to see too many of his cards.
He felt the Supernatural Power boiling inside his body.
With each movement, the power grew more excited, surging.
And finally, all the power would flow into his left hand.
His left hand gave off a faint red glow.
Last time, Chen Ye’s left hand had clashed briefly with Jiang Rou.
Although he suffered some disadvantage.
It was still an extraordinary improvement.
One must remember, Jiang Rou was a violent Sequence 4 fighter, a martial artist with formidable fist-and-foot skills, seldom matched in close combat within the same Sequence.
Although that was not her full-strength strike.
He still managed to block it.
That change still lingered vividly in Chen Ye’s memory.
Now, the red glow on his left hand was much stronger than before.
If he met that blow from Jiang Rou again, he might still not block it, but he would definitely handle it far more calmly.
He truly wondered what his left hand would become when he rose to Sequence 4.
Sequence 4, ah!~~~
Chen Ye could feel that recent days of training had brought his Supernatural Power ever closer to that threshold.
Every time he felt ready to take that step.
He still felt something slightly lacking.
Chen Ye practiced the Blood Moon First Set of Broadcast Calisthenics three times in total.
The Supernatural Power in his body surged more and more violently.
By the third round, Chen Ye felt like a water-filled balloon.
He just needed a tiny external stimulus and he could burst into Sequence 4.
But in the end he still failed.
Chen Ye was drenched in sweat, his muscles twitching continuously.
Not from fatigue of training, but because the Supernatural Power surging through him overloaded his body.
Today clearly wasn’t the day to continue.
After tidying himself a bit.
Chen Ye put on clothes and returned to the camp.
He took out a large bucket of water and began to wash.
Beside the base was a small freshwater stream, abundant enough to supply daily water for everyone at the base.
Almost all the time someone was fetching water.
Since arriving at the base today, survivors in the convoy had filled all their buckets and bottles.
Therefore, with plenty of water, bathing wasn’t much of an issue.
This camp’s water resources were temporarily not a concern.
No doubt that was a reason the Silent Council picked this place as their base.
Although it was still a cold-water bath, it made Chen Ye feel much better, sweeping away the gloom from failing to advance to Sequence 4.
Thinking about it, Chen Ye and the others hadn’t bathed in a long time.
Sun Xixi and the other girls were fine.
They always found ways to make themselves clean.
Chen Ye and the others didn’t care as much.
Not because they didn’t want to tidy up, but they lacked spare resources.
The convoy’s other survivors were in even worse shape.
When arriving at this base today.
Many survivors took the chance to freshen up.
It made everyone’s spirits look much better.
After washing, Chen Ye returned to his truck.
He closed the door and turned on the lights.
Chen Ye pulled out several items hidden in the vehicle.
The Resentment Dragon’s dragon scale, the Tangled Remnant Limb collected from the village, and that big blade Jiang Rou had been wanting.
Chen Ye’s gaze fell on that big blade.
What power did that blade truly have, what made it so special?
Why did Jiang Rou want it so badly?
Chapter 574: Fireworks
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