Highway Survival for All: My RV's Infinite Evolution

"A hidden quest?! And a nightmare-level one at that?!"

"System, are you kidding me?! Wasn't the zombie horde just now a nightmare? That was a horde of billions of zombies!!"

"I'm done playing! Let me out! I want to go home!!"

Those casual players who had been popping champagne and dreaming of the bright future of the basic gene potion suddenly froze with their smiles, replaced by extreme paleness.

No one expected that after hours of hellish battle, at the very last moment before the dawn, what awaited them was not salvation, but the abyss.

Nightmare level.

These three large characters weighed heavily on everyone's heart.

If it weren't for that mysterious expert driving the black RV turning the tide during the "hard" level, 90% of the people, except for the core members of the three major guilds, would have died here.

What would be the "Nightmare" level, which is one dimension higher than the Hard level?

The gaze of God?

"God...is there really a God in this game?"

Li Xian watched the countdown, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

That kind of fear stemming from the unknown is a million times more terrifying than facing zombies.

Inside the Ironblood Heavy Industry stronghold, although the atmosphere was extremely tense, order was still maintained.

All members instinctively looked toward the Level 6 vehicle located in the center of the formation.

That was their backbone.

"President..." Guo Tiantian gripped the heavy machine gun in her hand, her palms drenched in cold sweat, "What do we do?"

Zhuge Mo pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He didn't answer immediately, but stared intently at the countdown, his mind racing.

Nightmare level.

Survives for 30 minutes.

These two keywords combined convey only one message: the upcoming enemy is simply beyond the player's current capabilities to defeat.

Since we can't win, then we can only...

"Pass on my orders!" Zhuge Mo abruptly looked up, his voice calm. "All personnel, listen up! Spread out in units of three vehicles, providing mutual cover! If the situation turns against you, immediately... escape!"

"escape?"

"Yes... hold on until it's over in 30 minutes..."

"yes!"

The Rose Society's stronghold.

Looking at the less than a third of her sisters remaining beside her, and at their faces stained with blood, Yang Ruoling felt a surge of determination.

Because of her mistake, many of her sisters died or were injured.

This time, even if she dies, she will die before everyone else!

"Everyone, listen up! Get in the vehicles! Keep the engines running, be prepared... for a desperate gamble!"

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Inside the Lv.6 black RV.

"Nightmare level..."

Lin Hui leaned back in the driver's seat, his fingers lightly tapping the dashboard, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

To be labeled a "nightmare" by the system, it is definitely not the kind of creature that relied on sheer numbers like the previous zombie hordes.

"Bai Ling".

Lin Hui suddenly spoke.

"Bai Ling," Lin Hui called softly.

"Boss, I'm here."

Bai Ling's voice on the communicator also became somewhat solemn.

Clearly, she had a vague sense that some great terror was about to descend.

"Stop fooling around outside and bring the Tyrant Angel back immediately."

Lin Hui glanced at the huge creature still circling in the distance. It had already swallowed the piece of flesh that had caused the zombie horde to riot, and now was the crucial moment for it to digest it.

"If Little White can use this opportunity to evolve into a Overlord..." A glint of light flashed in Lin Hui's eyes, "then we'll have one more point of strength in this round!"

"Understood! I'll be right back!"

Bai Ling acted decisively, immediately controlling Xiao Bai to swoop down, its huge figure quickly disappearing into the open rear door of the RV.

With the disappearance of the Tyrant Angel, the few remaining zombies around them wandered aimlessly like soulless puppets.

The only sound in the entire city of Busan was the crackling of the flames.

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the countdown that was about to reach zero.

【3...】

【2...】

【1...】

boom--!!!

There was no warning, no transition.

The originally gray sky turned into a nauseating dark red in an instant, like a rag soaked in blood, pressing down heavily.

Followed by.

Three enormous, pale white beams of light descended from the sky without warning!

They landed at the border of the Northwest District, next to the enormous "torch" that had just been piled up with the corpses of millions of zombies and was still burning fiercely.

The orange-red flames intertwined with the pale white beams of light, creating an extremely eerie visual impact.

In this "faded" area, three figures slowly emerged.

Those were three... pale creatures.

The moment those three figures were clearly seen, whether by the naked eye or through a drone camera...

Every player's heart skipped a beat at that moment.

What is that...?

They have no color on them.

The skin, hair, and even the eyeballs were an extreme, morbid paleness.

It's as if their very existence would strip away all the colors from the world around them.

The two figures at the rear were enormous, standing at least five meters tall. They had humanoid torsos, two pale, curved bony horns on their foreheads, and a pair of leathery, fleshy wings folded behind them.

Just by standing there, the oppressive aura they exuded distorted the air in the distance.

But that's not the scariest part.

What's most suffocating is the smallest figure in front of you.

Was it a... "person"?

At least from his appearance, he has an extremely handsome, even bewitching, humanoid face.

He wore a set of exquisite and intricate bone armor, each piece of which was carved with bizarre patterns that would make anyone dizzy at first glance.

He hovered at the highest point, his long, pale hair moving on its own without any wind.

He didn't speak.

He didn't even look at any of the players.

Those greyish-white eyes simply gazed indifferently at the ruins beneath their feet, their gaze utterly devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

Lin Hui was very familiar with that look in his eyes.

That's the condescending, even slightly bored, look in the eyes of a human observing the anthill beneath their feet, watching the ants busily moving about.

In his eyes, everyone here...

They're just a bunch of dirty, moving insects.

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