On the highway, a dozen or so cars were driving forward.
As Zhao Dehan drove, he kept glancing at the messages in the chat channel, occasionally letting out a sigh.
Qin Tian's death was undoubtedly a heavy blow to the entire Flying Speed Racing Team.
Almost all of the top combatants in the convoy stayed by Qin Tian's side.
Yesterday, in the battle against Ye Li, the entire army was wiped out.
The speeding car team instantly fell apart.
The team captains are all dead, and no one wants to carry the name of the Flying Speed Team anymore.
If this invites further retaliation from Ye Li, it would be a losing proposition.
Fortunately, almost all the people around Zhao Dehan were recruited by him personally.
Despite their previous reliance on the reputation of the Flying Spurs team.
But after spending time with them, these people are more inclined to follow Zhao Dehan.
That's why no one chose to leave the team.
Now, all of these people have rejoined Zhao Dehan and rebuilt a new car fleet.
As for the Flying Speed Racing Team, Zhao Dehan has already told everyone.
The Flying Speed convoy ceased to exist the moment Qin Tian died.
The living should not bear the guilt of the dead. Everyone should look forward and strive for their own future.
This relieved everyone.
"Ding~"
[A resource box has been detected 400 meters to the right of the vehicle.]
A notification sound plays.
Zhao Dehan quickly slammed on the brakes and looked toward the desert on his right.
400 meters away, amidst a heatwave.
A platinum treasure chest sat there quietly.
"Hiss~"
"Hiss~"
The sound of brakes echoed in my ears.
The cars following behind him also stopped.
Zhao Dehan casually picked up a sun-protective garment, put it on, and got out of the car.
A wave of heat swept over us, making it hard to breathe.
Many people felt their legs go weak when they got off the bus and almost sat down on the ground.
"Quickly take the resources out of the resource box..."
Zhao Dehan looked uncomfortable; he had been standing outside for only a short while, and he was already sweating.
"yes!"
Everyone responded, grabbed their equipment, and trudged heavily into the desert.
"Gah~"
A series of low growls suddenly echoed in the desert.
Everyone quickly stopped and raised their crossbows, aiming them at the resource crates.
So many days of survival have instilled in them a strong fighting spirit.
Beside the resource box, yellow sand gushed forth like a spring.
Black bone claws emerged from beneath the yellow sand.
They gripped all sorts of weapons tightly.
Swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, forks...
Some even carried bows and crossbows.
"A mummy?"
Zhao Dehan and the others stared in horror at the monster that was gradually crawling out from under the yellow sand, their voices becoming hoarse.
"That's a fucking skeleton!"
A man corrected him, his voice trembling.
What crawled up from under the yellow sand were indeed human skeletons.
Their bones were as if they had been burned by a raging fire, and their entire bodies were pitch black.
Apart from the skeleton, there was no trace of flesh or organs.
Only in those deep-set eye sockets did two eerie red orbs of light flicker.
It's terrifying.
"Gah!"
These skeletal monsters struggled incessantly, seemingly trying to break free from the shackles of the yellow sand.
They emit sharp, piercing cries that chill the heart.
"Go, get them!"
Zhao Dehan was terrified and hurriedly shouted loudly.
He quickly raised his crossbow, aimed at a skeleton, and fired the bolt without hesitation.
"call out!"
"puff!"
The crossbow bolt pierced the air, going straight through the skeletal monster's breastbone.
However, the skeleton monster did not fall.
It lowered its head and glanced at the crossbow bolt stuck in its chest, letting out a piercing shriek.
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