Highway Survival for All: My RV's Infinite Evolution

Iron-blooded heavy industry stronghold.

Zhuge Mo gazed at the astonishing zombie mountain in the distance, his heart still reeling from the shock.

Just then, his private message notification popped up.

It's Lin Hui.

The message was simple, just one sentence: "I want to burn them, but I'm short of oil."

Zhuge Mo was a smart man; he understood immediately.

He glanced at the mountain of corpses and instantly understood Lin Hui's intention—fire attack!

The best spot to gather monsters is already found; now all we need is a raging fire powerful enough to burn through the sky!

"clear!"

Zhuge Mo's voice instantly became serious and impassioned, "Leave it to me, I will mobilize the masses."

Why let Zhuge Mo post it?

Because of his prestigious title as the chairman of "Iron-Blooded Heavy Industry," his credibility is high, and he has a large and powerful following, his collection efficiency is definitely much faster than Lin Hui's alone.

After a while.

A pinned message exploded in the regional channel.

[Zhuge Mo (Iron-Blooded Heavy Industry): Attention all players in the East and South districts of Busan! All the zombies are being attracted and gathered by that mysterious big shot! Now is your only chance to wipe them out!]

[Each person only needs to submit at least 2 portions of universal fuel! Just 2 portions! And we can burn these damn zombies to ashes!]

Which is more important, your life or your fuel? The choice is yours!

[All survivors in the East and South districts, please send Universal Fuel to the following ten accounts...]

The news caused an immediate uproar among the previously despairing player community.

"I knew it! I knew the boss would have a way!"

"Two portions? I'll offer five! As long as I can kill these bastards!"

"Give it all! Give it all! Just let me live!"

"Damn it, I've pumped out the last bit of fuel from the tank, I'm going to burn them to death!"

The will to survive is the strongest driving force for humankind.

Within just ten minutes, the data on Zhuge Mo's side was fluctuating wildly.

However, some misers are still hesitant.

After all, two portions of all-purpose fuel are enough for the car to run for 2 kilometers, which is the key to escaping danger.

Zhuge Mo looked at the backend data, sneered, and sent another message that struck straight to the soul.

[Zhuge Mo: A reminder to everyone, that tyrant in the sky won't last much longer. Once it flies away or is captured, the zombie horde will disperse again. At that time, you can keep those two barrels of oil and go to hell to drive them!]

[And what's more! After completing the mission, the system rewards you with ten bottles of universal fuel! Now, by spending just two bottles, you not only save your life but also gain eight bottles in return! Can't you do the math?!]

That statement was absolutely devastating.

Driven by both greed and fear, the remaining 10,000-plus hesitant players completely broke down.

"I gave it! I'll give it too!"

"Don't rush me, it's being sent!"

Even within Ironblood Heavy Industry, Zhuge Mo was generous, contributing 1.5 units of inventory with a single gesture!

Twenty minutes later.

A staggering list of supplies was sent to Lin Hui's terminal.

[162,000 units of all-purpose fuel]

Inside the black RV.

Looking at the 16.2 units of universal fuel that had been deposited into his account, Lin Hui's smile was harder to suppress than an AK.

There's strength in numbers!

He took out 6.2 copies and traded them directly to Bai Ling in the air.

"6.2 servings... that should be enough to give those bastards a run for their money."

Lin Hui squinted at the remaining 100,000 fuel packs and took them into his pocket as a matter of course.

Is that too much to ask?

After all, this was a scheme he and Bai Ling had set up at great personal risk.

This is a small token of his appreciation for his hard work.

High in the sky.

Bai Ling licked her lips excitedly as she looked at the 6.2 barrels of fuel that had suddenly appeared in her storage ring.

The mountain of corpses below had now piled up to a terrifying height of one thousand meters.

From a distance, it looks like a huge mountain made of rotting flesh, majestic, disgusting, and filled with a foul stench.

"Since you all want to eat it so much..."

Bai Ling, riding the Tyrant Angel, began to circle the mountain of corpses.

"Then let me treat you to a hot barbecue!"

Splash! ...

6.2 barrels of all-purpose fuel were transformed into a golden downpour!

......

Golden oil rain, flowing down the top of the mountain of corpses, seeped layer by layer through the cracks in the bodies of countless zombies.

The viscous all-purpose fuel soaked through the zombies' tattered clothes, hung from their rotting flesh, and even flowed into their gaping mouths.

However, these zombies, blinded by their desires, didn't care at all.

They continued to climb upwards, still roaring, and even greedily licking the dripping grease.

"What a bunch of hopeless monsters."

Lin Hui sat in the RV, watching this scene through the panoramic sunroof.

He picked up the communicator and said calmly:

"Bai Ling, take off."

"Liu Xi, light the fire."

"receive."

Two women's voices rang out at the same time.

Bai Ling slapped the Tyrant Angel hard, and the enormous creature's wings flapped wildly, instantly raising it to a safe altitude of two thousand meters.

Meanwhile, the sniping position on the third floor of the RV.

Liu Xi's beautiful eyes reflected the magnificent yet gruesome mountain of corpses in the distance, and a cold, alluring smile curled at the corners of her lips.

"Bye now."

boom!

A crisp gunshot rang out.

A specially made armor-piercing incendiary shell, trailing a crimson tail flame, struck the very center of the mountain of corpses like a falling meteor.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

next second.

boom----!!!

There was no warm-up, no gradual progress.

The flames erupted in an instant.

6.2 units of all-purpose fuel, plus millions of oily corpses as firewood, set off a fire that ignited the entire night sky of Busan!

A crimson pillar of fire, more than a kilometer in diameter, shot into the sky like a volcanic eruption, even piercing through the perennial smog above Busan!

The heat was intense; even several kilometers apart, players could still feel the scorching heat.

"Awooo—!!!"

"roar!!"

Screams.

That was the screams of millions of zombies simultaneously, merging into a sound wave powerful enough to tear eardrums.

Countless zombies struggled and writhed in the flames. The thousand-meter-high mountain of corpses instantly transformed into a giant torch, with burning bodies falling down with a crackling sound, like a meteor shower.

The entire city of Busan was illuminated exceptionally brightly by this fire.

however.

Surprisingly.

Even amidst such terrifying flames, the zombies on the outer perimeter that hadn't yet been burned to death still didn't escape!

They were still frantically rushing into the fire!

Driven by the extraordinary properties of that piece of meat suspended in mid-air, they rushed into the inferno like moths to a flame, becoming new fuel.

"This...this is too crazy."

Looking at this hellish scene, Chen Ye felt that his worldview had been reshaped.

On the edge of the sea of ​​fire.

The dozen or so Tier 4 Tyrants finally regained a sliver of their sanity due to the excruciating pain, and they roared as they tried to break free of the sea of ​​fire.

However, how could the players, who had been waiting in ambush, possibly let go of such an opportunity to kick a man when he's down?

"Hit them!! Hit them hard!!"

"Don't let those big ones get away!"

Da da da da—!

Countless machine guns and rocket launchers rained down. The tyrants, their skin torn and their defenses greatly weakened, were instantly riddled with holes, howling as they fell into the sea of ​​fire and were completely reduced to ashes.

Inside the RV.

Looking at the raging fire, Lin Hui sighed with regret: "If these zombies could drop items, even if each one dropped a piece of scrap metal, I could be richer than a country this time."

Unfortunately, from the moment he killed the first zombie, he knew that the zombies in the mission would not drop rewards.

This might be a restriction set up by survival games to prevent players from farming resources.

We've put you here to survive, not to hoard supplies!

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