Subsequently, under Wei Huan's command, the vehicle manager levitated the car into the air and activated its halo.
Then use the "megaphone" in the points mall, which costs 3 points each, to shout out with great penetrating power.
"Attention challengers who hear this! Go to the window now to check. If you see ghosts, it means you are surrounded."
As suspects in the vehicle reorganization, you only have one chance to prove that you did not join the local area network, or to report the identity of the person who built the network.
Otherwise, you will be driven by the dead as traitors.
After the announcement was made three times, the effect of the loudspeaker disappeared, but the disturbance it caused did not.
In the cordoned-off area, vehicle headlights were turned on, and people were seen behind the windows.
But despite the commotion, no one dared to peek out.
As newcomers, they did not trust Wei Huan.
Besides, these suspects gathered here precisely because they distrusted Wei Huan.
They took pleasure in criticizing and cursing Wei Huan every day, and if Wei Huan's actions had even the slightest problem, they would magnify it and write about it in great detail.
A bunch of well-protected, ungrateful, selfish, and foolish people!
Wei Huan didn't plan to spend any more money. Wasting 3 points on this bunch of trash was already a waste.
At his command, the facehuggers began to move.
They rustled and climbed onto each car, and then, to the horrified eyes of the people inside, they clung to the car and pounded on the windows with their long legs, while simultaneously revealing their hideous flanks to the people inside.
It's a threat, but also a warning.
The knocking on the window went from slow to fast, each knock feeling like a blow to the heart.
The "tap tap tap" sound, along with the footsteps of facehuggers crawling all over the car, sent chills down my spine.
Alien insects are disgusting enough.
Now they've turned into bones again, and the evil spirits have returned to the world.
Those who were unfamiliar with Wei Huan instantly became "familiar" with him.
In their minds, Wei Huan was like a gloomy and ugly old man, extremely twisted both inside and out.
Otherwise, how could one awaken such a disgusting profession and spend every day with these undead?
Finally, someone couldn't bear the oppressive atmosphere any longer and got out of the car.
Five people got off the bus.
All five were men.
Although there is no gender discrimination in the challenge world, in such an environment where people eat and live together, women are still unwilling to get into cars with only men, because it is very unsafe.
Therefore, on buses with women present, there are often more women than men.
There are also many cars like these, designed for both men and women.
These five men are all very young, and judging from their appearance, they should be challengers from the last two years.
This also explains why they have Tier 3 vehicles, and they all seem to be quite powerful.
Young people are more daring than the elderly, seeking wealth and fortune through risk.
After they came out, the person who appeared to be the train commander said, "Leader Wei, we don't know what you mean by LAN. We haven't joined any LAN."
If you don't believe me, we can open the car's system and let you check.
In addition, we greatly admire
"You wish to join your army. We may not board the vehicle, but we are willing to obey your orders. My name is Huang Jun! I am a diviner!!"
With the other party's permission, the smart assistant in Wei Huan's car entered the other party's vehicle system.
A mid-level smart home assistant can easily uncover any secrets that a basic AI or system might be trying to hide.
For example, one of their drivers is very satisfied with his figure and always asks the smart assistant to take photos of him, resulting in tens of thousands of photos being taken...
The "eye-searing" smart home assistant withdrew and reported to Wei Huan: "Check complete, safe."
Wei Huan sat in the driver's seat, his fingers resting on the passenger's arm, and tapped lightly.
The spirits in front of the vehicle scattered, making way for it.
Huang Jun leaned out of the driver's side window and continued to recommend himself: "My name is Huang Jun, a student from Beijing University of Technology, class of 20XX. We are graduating this year and will be serving in the Legion. If you join the Legion, be sure to let me know and we will report for duty immediately!"
The car gradually drove away and eventually left the encirclement.
The undead regrouped behind them and continued to surround the remaining vehicles.
Huang Jun set a good example.
Those who witnessed this and felt innocent immediately followed suit, leaving their vehicles and declaring, "We welcome any investigation!"
The intelligent assistant tirelessly searches for every user who has access to the system.
After it reported this, one vehicle after another was released.
Until the 22nd car, the smart assistant searched through the system and marked the car in red on the map.
The warning read: "This vehicle was connected to an unknown port. The port is now closed, the information has been deleted, and the suspicion level is 100%."
"Surround that car."
Under Wei Huan's orders, the undead army surrounded the suspect vehicle.
The people outside the car were forced back inside, and as they watched the vehicles around them being allowed to pass one after another, their faces gradually turned ashen and anxious.
Many people left, after all, according to intelligence, about 200 of the 300 vehicles were innocent.
I don't know how the mastermind selected the people.
But Wei Huan doesn't intend to keep any of these problematic individuals.
At the very least, they are hostile to themselves.
It's ridiculous that someone who is hostile yet seeks protection from others is hypocritical.
Of course, he keeps his word; he will continue to protect the person who exposes the mastermind.
I glanced at the time; it was not long before dawn.
The number of surrounded vehicles is dwindling, gradually approaching the detected number.
This is also the moment when they are under the greatest psychological pressure.
We'll have to wait just a few minutes to find out who's behind this.
"What happened?"
Mu Zhong entered through the door at this moment, glanced out the window, and then looked at Wei Huan.
Wei Huan was looking at Mu Zhong's attribute panel.
After a night's rest, his stamina returned to 2br3; Mu Zhong's stamina had never been at its maximum.
Seeing that Wei Huan did not answer, Mu Zhong drove to the window and looked outside.
On his way here, he had already heard about this from Sun Yiling.
thing.
When only 87 vehicles remained, no one else stepped forward to cooperate with the inspection.
There were fewer cars than expected; perhaps some weren't in the middle and escaped unharmed.
It's okay, as long as the mastermind hasn't escaped.
The undead army surrounded the 87 vehicles, and the cave beast mothers lined up in three full circles.
The long gaps also allow facehuggers to crawl around, ensuring that not a single "mouse" can escape.
The scene was quiet, but the atmosphere was tense.
All 87 surrounded vehicles had their engines running, with their front ends facing outwards, looking as if they could crash into each other at any moment.
But no matter how loud the roar was, no one dared to make the first move.
A cowardly appearance that is all bark and no bite.
They looked down on Wei Huan's abilities, but dared not provoke him.
At this moment, if someone were to stand up and argue with Wei Huan honestly, Wei Huan would respect him as a true man.
But now? Ha!
The stalemate lasted for another ten minutes, and it was almost dawn in less than three minutes.
The cars in the convoy were all ready to depart, their headlights illuminating the mountains and fields, and their engines roaring.
Finally, some people started to panic.
Within the surrounded convoy, someone started flashing their headlights frantically. Wei Huan noticed this and instructed the smart assistant to try and connect the signal.
It connected immediately.
On the screen appeared a middle-aged man with a stubble beard, a weathered face, and bloodshot eyes.
Upon seeing Wei Huan's young face, there was a moment of undisguised doubt in his eyes.
As the old saying goes, "A young man with no beard is unreliable."
In many people's eyes, youth is unreliable.
But he quickly suppressed these emotions, looking dejected as if he had given up.
He said hoarsely, "I don't know which car he was in, and I have no proof that it was him. I just guessed. If you believe me, protect me. If you don't believe me, at least protect me for the sake of my risking my life to report him."
Wei Huan nodded immediately.
It's normal, but it's similar to political asylum. Wei Huan is willing to grant this level of protection.
With Wei Huan's permission, the man continued, "I was pulled into this LAN chat because I spoke well of Peng Zheng in the chat channel and supported him becoming the leader of Group B."
Mu Zhong was surprised: "Peng Zheng? Peng Zheng is in the convoy? Didn't he leave? Why is he back?"
Hearing Mu Zhong's words, the man thought he was being questioned, so he explained, "I don't know either, but after entering the local area network, although Peng Zheng's account never spoke, someone was leading the conversation, which was about how Wei's strength was insufficient and that Peng Zheng should take the lead."
Mu Zhong frowned: "The authorities invited him to serve as the leader's car, but he explicitly refused."
The man, unaware of this, turned pale: "I'm not lying. Although there's no evidence, this guess is at least 70% true."
Mu Zhong also snapped out of his thoughts and said, "Your guess makes some sense. Can you point out which car is Peng Zheng's?"
The man shook his head directly.
Perhaps he had his own guesses, but he was afraid of offending Peng Zheng.
Furthermore, those who join this local area network will have a significant impact on the security system.
Huan must lack trust.
On the highway, Peng Zheng had been lording it over people for so many years, while Wei Huan was just a newcomer this year. They genuinely felt that Wei Huan was not as strong as Peng Zheng.
In the time it took to talk, three minutes had passed.
The transition from darkness to dawn is instantaneous, as if the lights in a pitch-black room had been turned on.
The world was so bright that it made it hard to open one's eyes.
The team's rule is to set off at dawn.
As the light filled the field of vision, the lead car was the first to drive forward, followed closely by the cars behind.
Today will be another day of rushing and traveling.
But for some reason, that fear has gradually faded away, and more and more people have adapted to the current environment.
The convoy moved in a series, like train carriages.
Soon, they arrived at their starting point in this area.
The cars were all moving forward, but the 87 cars surrounded by the undead army seemed to be nailed to the spot.
Like a stubborn rock, the convoy behind it caught up, and like a flowing river, it bypassed it from both sides and then rejoined it in front.
"Is that Wei Huan's army of the undead?"
"Is this what they were talking about in the chat room?"
"So, was there a traitor inside the surrounded car?"
"Serves them right! They enjoyed Wei Huan's protection and even plotted rebellion. They've given them too much face!!"
A few overly compassionate saints muttered, "These people might die on the way if they're driven away. How pitiful. Is it reasonable to just send them away like this? This is an official operation. Shouldn't the authorities be more benevolent? Why can't we complete the test and return to Earth first?"
Fortunately, they knew that if they said these things in a chat room, they would be bombarded with insults, so they only dared to whisper them to the people around them.
Wei Huan had already established basic authority within the motorcade.
More and more people are beginning to trust him.
Many others, like Huang Jun and Chang Le, began to try to demonstrate their abilities and seek to join Wei Huan's side.
Wei Huan hasn't joined any legion yet?
It doesn't matter. The strong are destined to build their own power, whether official or private. More and more people will be attracted and gather around Wei Huan.
They certainly want to join as soon as possible.
The convoy set off, and the man on the screen looked somewhat anxious.
At this moment, the smart assistant in Wei Huan's car requested a connection to prevent the thief from crying "stop thief!"
The man agreed to go online without hesitation and raised his hand to swear: "I did not delete any information, and the content of the information is not something I want to disclose. I did not know you before and offended you. I am very sorry."
He's quite an honest and straightforward man.
The smart home assistant reports: "Check complete, safe."
Mu Zhong also retrieved some of the information, quickly reviewed it, and nodded to Wei Huan.
So the army of the dead surrounding the man's car parted to make way.
The man didn't dare show his face, started the car, and drove off.
At that very moment, several messages were sent to the man's system almost simultaneously.
[You betrayed us?]
[%@￥￥#,See if I don't kill you!]
[you
What did you say to them?
[traitor.]
The man had not yet ended the communication with Wei Huan. From the video, Wei Huan could clearly see the guilt and fear on his face.
These messages were less of an interrogation and more of a threat.
The man opened his mouth, wanting to confirm Wei Huan's protection once again.
The intelligent champion suddenly reported: "Commander, a vehicle suspected of being the mastermind has been detected! It is activating its attack system! Be aware! It is activating its attack system!!"
The man's expression changed drastically. Without saying a word, he stepped on the gas and sped off.
A wise man does not stand under a dangerous wall, for that would be too slippery.
Meanwhile, on Wei Huan's side, the suspect vehicle was marked in red on the projected map and was constantly flashing red.
However, after Wei Huan reminded me last time, it's not as exaggerated anymore; it's just that the red areas on the map are flashing red.
This car was quite far from Wei Huan's vehicle, on the other side of the convoy.
In the magnified image, Wei Huan saw that it was an ordinary-looking graffiti minivan, but the outer rim of the vehicle was covered with serrated edges that only a Class IV vehicle could fit on.
Meanwhile, the laser tower hidden in the graffiti emitted a ring of light when it was lit.
But the appearance of these offensive weapons is not the main point.
Wei Huan had an idea; once his first-class aerodynamic tires were activated, his scheme was exposed.
It wanted to leave immediately.
"Stop him!!"
Without saying much, Wei Huan directly ordered the Demon Eye Lord to open fire.
Immediately afterwards, Wei Huan said to Mu Zhong, "Lord of the Demon Eye, activate two Bloodlust attacks!"
After killing the Dark Beast Squad last night, Wei Huan kept Bloodlust unused, fearing that the high-level undead would enter a long cooldown period.
But in order to keep this mastermind behind the scenes, Wei Huan resorted to various means.
"bite!"
"Knock knock! Knock knock!"
The two worked together so well that, in fact, Wei Huan had already activated his skill the moment he called out Mu Zhong's name.
Mu Chong knew Wei Huan very well, and he knew exactly what Wei Huan wanted to do.
Regardless of whether Peng Zheng is the mastermind behind it all, we must not let him leave so easily.
Wei Huan was the leader of the 20,000-strong convoy, and he had to have authority and be decisive.
No one can provoke the legion leader and expect to leave unscathed; he must pay the price!
Mu Zhong's way of thinking was entirely based on Wei Huan's position.
So from the very beginning, he knew what Wei Huan would choose.
His "bloodlust" came at an extremely opportune time.
Two red beams of light descended from the sky and landed on the Demon Eye Lord.
The red light is the light of "Bloodlust Blessing".
It can increase combat power tenfold in three minutes, making it a trump card skill for turning the tide of battle.
The two demon-eyed lords instantly grew several times their original size.
Originally the size of a basketball, it has now become as big as a millstone.
Inside the enormous eyeball, black, red, and blue blood vessels were intertwined, and the veins bulged out menacingly, as if the eyeball was so inflated that it might burst at any moment.
At the same time, the green flames of death, now present only in the pupil, were also present in the eye.
Instead of burning inside the hole, flames surged out, scorching and distorting the air.
Black beams of light converged in his eyes.
Immediately following, the tenfold damage transformed into a beam of light and shot out.
Fortunately, they acted decisively.
Wei Huan's observation was correct; the other party had no intention of fighting and only wanted to escape.
If they were even a second slower, with the starting speed of a level 4 vehicle, they wouldn't be able to hit them.
The disguised level four vehicle had just surfaced and was about to run away.
With a loud "bang," a deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth.
The two Demon Eye Lords attacked simultaneously, unleashing terrifying black beams of light, as thick as planet-destroying cannons, almost longer than a car.
It slammed into the ground from above.
After a loud "boom".
A large pit appeared underground, its bottom unseen, and its cylindrical shape extended straight into the ground.
At the edge of the deep pit in the column, the soil seemed to have been melted, turning into a viscous liquid with wisps of white smoke rising from it.
Quiet.
The air seemed to be filled with the smell of burning.
In several cars parked at the edge of the ditch, the drivers, their legs trembling, struggled to slowly and painstakingly move their vehicles to the side.
Fortunately, the car was moved.
Because immediately afterward, the first wave of damage from the Demon Eye Lord arrived.
Since the Bloodlust has already been activated, whether or not there is combat during this period, everyone will have to endure a month of weakness as punishment.
Besides, Wei Huan didn't believe that two demonic eyes could kill Peng Zheng.
If Peng Zheng is in the car.
A level 4 high-tier vehicle, and Peng Zheng is a level 4 elite soldier; killing him won't be easy.
"boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom boom boom!"
After a minute of continuous, relentless bombardment, a roar finally rang out.
"Enough!!"
Immediately afterwards, an "Iron Man" jumped out from the bottom of the pit... a "king of soldiers" whose entire body was covered in iron armor.
It's unknown how many times he was bombarded as he flew up towards the beam of the Demon Eye Lord.
He looked disheveled, and his steel armor was dented and patchy with black and white marks.
They were in a terrible state.
His facial armor was the most severely damaged.
The intense heat melted the armor and the beautiful mask, leaving the face disfigured and twisted into a grimace.
He must have been feeling unwell, but he dared not remove his armor in the face of Wei Huan's undead army.
He roared, "Wei Huan! You deserve to die! How dare you lay a hand on me? Do you know who I am? I..."
Before he could finish speaking, he saw two demonic eye lords above his head.
Its millstone-sized eyeballs stared straight at him, their eyes blazing with green flames.
A wave of fear washed over him, and he lunged to the side.
At the critical moment, they dodged the falling black light.
But before he could move again, the undead army, which had been lying in wait, pounced on him.
He attacked with his fists, taking down the third-tier facehuggers one punch at a time.
When a fist touches it, the bone shatters into dust, posing no threat whatsoever.
But while they managed to defend the front, they couldn't defend the back.
The facehuggers pounced on his legs, his hands, his neck, and began biting at his kidneys.
The attacks are like scraping a finger; they don't break through the defense at all.
But the facehuggers didn't care at all; their long legs intertwined, forming white chains that bound him tightly.
She struggled free, but the next second, she was entangled again.
If he slowed down even a little, his entire facehugger would grab his face, its mouthparts filled with teeth biting his face and swallowing his head whole.
Physical injury: 1 point; psychological injury: 100 points.
The familiar heart palpitation returned, and he abruptly looked up.
A black beam of light struck him head-on, slamming him to the ground, his body burning hot as if he were cooked through.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!"
He was shot to death like a facehugger, but Wei Huan was not heartbroken.
The amount of Netherworld energy required to resurrect the dead is far less than that required to recruit them.
The dead insects burst out of the portal again.
It seems endless.
Moreover, Wei Huan had more than just facehuggers.
Finally seizing their chance, the wolves squeezed in front of him, tearing at his hands and feet, trying to dismember him alive.
Of course not. A fourth-tier soldier king is incredibly strong and protected by steel armor.
They couldn't kill him, but he couldn't break free either.
He was like a person swallowed by the waves, helplessly struggling with nothing he could do but drift along with the current, and all his attacks were ineffective.
Even if you kill hundreds or thousands of undead, it won't matter. There are still more undead outside, lining up to eat him.
The beam attack from the Demon Eye Lord caused him great pain.
The undead, now afflicted with bloodlust, could harm him. He could feel his defenses crumbling bit by bit, and the battle was becoming increasingly unbearable.
"Oh shit!"
He realized that there was no point in continuing to fight these undead; if he didn't kill the summoner, he would only be worn down and killed here.
Finally finding an opening, he bent over and leaped.
He leaped out of the white pool, covered in broken bones, and pounced on Wei Huan's floating fourth-level chariot.
It's unwise for one person, even a fourth-tier professional, to take on a fourth-tier vehicle.
In theory, a level 4 vehicle is definitely stronger than a professional, except for a very few, such as a powerful professional like Wei Huan.
But the man's eyes were already burning with rage.
He forgot his fear and didn't want to be dragged to his death by Wei Huan in this way. He just wanted to punch Wei Huan hard in the face, preferably break his neck!
Damn it!
They attacked his car!
In his quest to make money, he brought a car full of wealthy patrons, and now they're all injured.
Destroying his source of income is tantamount to killing his parents.
"Aaaaaaah!"
The lone figure leaping into the air, fearlessly facing the fourth-class vehicle, looked incredibly cool for a moment!