Chapter 672: There Are Still Living People? Screw It!

Iron Lion roared as he climbed up from the ground, his entire body swollen a full size larger than before, seemingly having lost all reason.

This was the first time the big guy had ever been sent flying by pure physical force.

Xiong Baochun's face was also flushed red, ignoring the blood at the corner of his mouth as he roared and charged forward behind Iron Lion.

The two big fools firmly blocked the position where the "door" used to be.

Actually, there was no door anymore. The door had long been sealed shut by the Architect Sequence superhuman using construction materials.

But these two used their six hands to brace against the wall where the door had been.

Chen Ye gritted his teeth and said to everyone through the Bluetooth earbuds, "If we can't hold this one back, I don't need to tell any of you what to do!"

Everyone nodded, expressions grim.

"Iron Lion, you dumbass, do you hear me?"

Chen Ye roared in anger.

"I... I hear you... if we can't win... then we run!"

Iron Lion's strained voice came through the Bluetooth earbuds.

Clearly, Chen Ye's words had brought the muscled brute's rationality back somewhat.

Chen Ye's original intention was to leave this place directly.

But seeing how well-prepared the Silent Council seemed to be, he figured they might as well give it another shot.

The days of migration were never comfortable.

If they could have a period of peaceful days in Xi City, that wouldn't be bad either.

Try, then try...

Chen Ye gritted his teeth and exhaled a mouthful of Smoke Breath. The smoke quickly took shape in the open space, forming tensile structures that connected the wall to the entire floor space.

This trick had been used before in the Eternal Night Sea of Trees.

If this strike still couldn't be held back, Chen Ye wouldn't hesitate for a second. He'd turn around and flee.

The Fire Dragon Sword was already gripped in his hand, flames spitting out from the mouth of its sheath.

The current Fire Dragon Sword, despite its unknown number ranking, had clearly left Hatred in the dust.

Indeed, this was a natural-born Wonder, not something a stubborn country bumpkin like Hatred could compare to.

Xu Lina followed closely behind Chen Ye.

As for Gong Yong, he had already been grabbed by Dantai Bie, ready to be thrown at the first sign of trouble...

Actually, the abilities of the Fair Convoy members were largely useless in this kind of situation.

Instead, it was the Silent Council people who were exceptionally well-prepared.

All kinds of tools were being used nonstop.

Many blue-clad workers carrying backpacks scurried around the entire first-floor lobby. Everywhere they went, they grabbed handfuls of Silent Gold Coins from their bags and scattered them on the ground.

Those Silent Gold Coins seemed to be used as formation eyes.

Shiny golden coins were thrown onto the ground, quite dazzling.

But at this moment, nobody cared about any of that.

"BOOM!~~~"

The third impact finally came.

This time, Chen Ye felt the entire Haosheng Hotel tremble from the sheer force.

Quite a few of the Silent Council's blue observers were knocked flat on the ground.

Everyone turned to look at the sealed door of Room 23.

The wall that had just been formed...

Iron Lion and Xiong Baochun were sent flying once again.

This time, Xiong Baochun vomited a large mouthful of blood and never got back up.

The liquid armor helmet on his head was nowhere to be seen, evidently blasted into powder.

Iron Lion was in much better shape, but blood was seeping from the corners of mouths on both his heads!

Blood covered several spots on his body, all flowing from cracks split open across his flesh.

And at the position of the former "door," the wall had only bulged out slightly with surface cracks.

Joy flickered across everyone's faces. There was hope!

The Architect Sequence superhuman began to exert himself, and the wall was repaired once again.

More construction materials were piled on.

Cha Wu and Old Wang weren't slow either, burying more talisman papers within the newly built walls.

Cha Wu muttered incantations under his breath, yellow light flickering continuously between the newly constructed walls, seemingly building some kind of formation.

At the same time, many Silent Gold Coins were hammered into the walls.

The fourth impact came quickly.

But this time, the vibration felt by everyone was much, much weaker.

From behind the wall came an unwilling wail, like a child throwing a tantrum over a toy they couldn't have.

"Finally... finally done!"

Song Wei wiped the sweat from his forehead. This senior observer was now drenched completely, the upper half of his clothes soaked through.

The others also wore expressions of immense relief.

Chen Ye relaxed a little as well.

Now came the show for Cha Wu and Old Wang.

And, of course, that Architect Sequence superhuman.

He planned to use all the construction materials available to completely seal off Room 23.

City Lord Cha's incantations never stopped, hand seals constantly forming, some kind of wondrous power taking shape.

The Silent Gold Coins buried earlier really did seem to work as formation eyes.

Quite a few Silent Gold Coins emitted a faint glow. This glow was presumably the accumulated power within the coins.

This power was being drawn out and fed into City Lord Cha's formation.

"Silent Gold Coins contain miniature spirit-gathering formations inside. These formations absorb spiritual energy from the air, which can continuously replenish the formation!"

"The longer the time passes, the stronger these formations become!"

Song Wei explained with cold sweat running down his face.

Chen Ye nodded slightly.

After going through this, nobody had the mind to interrupt.

When the fifth and sixth impacts came, the vibration felt by everyone grew weaker and weaker.

Until everyone finally stopped what they were doing.

There was no longer any trembling from impacts.

Only the occasional faint sobbing could be heard from behind the wall.

It truly sounded like an abandoned child was inside!

"Our current strength isn't enough. This is the best we can do for now!"

Song Wei let out a sigh.

Chen Ye didn't say anything in response.

Everyone exited Building One. The paper figures at the front desk were still there, smiling at the group.

Stepping outside, it was already afternoon.

Time was running short, and nobody hesitated.

Cha Wu took the lead, Old Wang assisted, and the Silent Council members helped out.

Cha Wu directly set up a large-scale sealing formation, sealing the entire Building One.

Of course, the same massive amount of Silent Gold Coins were used as formation eyes.

Finally, just before the sun was about to set.

Cha Wu and Old Wang arranged one last large formation across the entire Haosheng Hotel.

This large formation directly sealed up the entire hotel.

Of course, this formation was still only at a basic level, requiring Old Wang to reinforce it later, but the framework had already been established by Cha Wu.

Which meant that for the next few days, Old Wang would have to travel with the Fair Convoy people.

This operation by the Silent Council also served as a template for future sealing work.

Should a similar situation arise again, the Silent Council would know how to handle it.

When the sea surface turned a golden hue, the Silent Council and Fair Convoy people prepared to leave this place.

Actually, this operation was mainly carried out by the Silent Council. Whether it was Formation Master Cha Wu, Old Wang, or that nameless Architect Sequence superhuman.

Their contributions outweighed those of the Fair Convoy members.

Nothing to be done about it, since most of the people the Fair Convoy brought this time were from the Combat Sequence.

But just at this moment.

"Yezi... over there... the fifth floor... there seem to be... people..."

Iron Lion's voice suddenly rang out, making Chen Ye's heart skip a beat.

Everyone turned to look at the Haosheng Hotel.

The fifth floor of Building One.

Previously, there had been a banner there, reading "There Are Living People Here!"

And now...

"Wasn't the banner torn down before?"

Song Wei asked with a dry, raspy voice.

"Captain, I'm sure... that banner was torn down!"

A trembling-voiced team member stammered.

"I'm certain. I tore it down together with Little Zhang!"

All the windows of Building One at the Haosheng Hotel had been sealed shut with construction materials.

The banner had also been torn down previously.

But now...

It was still that fifth floor.

There was a banner there again.

Only this time, the content of the banner was different.

Just two short characters and three exclamation marks: "HELP!!!"

Chen Ye stared hard at those two characters, the black talismans in his blood-red eyes rotating slightly.

Chen Ye looked at those two characters and three exclamation marks for ten seconds, then slowly turned his head to look at everyone else: "You guys want to go?"

Everyone shook their heads like rattling tambourines.

Even the Silent Council people were frantically shaking their heads.

Song Wei's eyes were especially wary, even somewhat panicked.

"Then pretend we didn't see it. Damn it... aren't there already enough goddamn weirdos here? I'm sick of it!"

"Alright, since everything's fine now, let's... head home!"

"Head home!~~~"

According to the Haosheng Hotel's rules, as long as you didn't actively provoke those things, there shouldn't be any problems.

Besides, this place was about to be sealed off by the grand formation. As long as you didn't court death, the danger level of what was inside was limited.

Of course, what would happen in the future, they'd deal with then.

Xi City had gained national fame back in the day precisely because of its stunning sunsets, being one of the internet's most famous photo spots.

The previous few times they'd come to Sunset Avenue, either they'd left too early or arrived too late, and had never managed to see such beautiful scenery.

But this time, everyone got to take it all in.

The moment Chen Ye decided to ignore the rescue banner, the group's spirits immediately relaxed.

At this moment, the golden sunlight of the Orange Sea reflected onto Sunset Avenue, dusting every face with a layer of gold powder.

It also cast a golden veil over the abandoned buildings along the street.

Someone, no one knew who, pulled out their phone and started playing a soft, gentle melody.

After the apocalypse, phones were useless, though some people still collected them. Just not many.

And now, the long-missed music put everyone's hearts completely at ease.

Humanity had survived one more day.

Of course, aside from that eerie banner on the fifth floor of the Haosheng Hotel, everything seemed perfectly harmonious and beautiful.