Chapter 1: Global Road Survival Game, One Golden Trait Per Level
"Welcome to the Global Road Survival Game..."
"This is a migration belonging to all of humanity, and also an escape without an end."
"No matter whether you used to be a billionaire or a street beggar, at this moment you possess an equal starting line: one vehicle, one life."
"Your vehicle might be an airplane, a tank, a taxi, a bicycle, a sports car, a fire truck, a subway... Whatever vehicle you possess, you will automatically learn how to drive it."
"The road beneath your feet extends infinitely, and that is your only path to survival."
"Please remember, do not look back."
"The Gray Fog is chasing from behind, and its speed is constant, devouring all living things."
"Scavenge supplies, upgrade your vehicle, and on this road of death... survive."
A cold, synthesized mechanical voice exploded deep within his mind.
Lin Hui snapped his eyes open.
What came into view was not the familiar ceiling of his bedroom, but a windshield.
Outside the glass, the sky was as gloomy as if someone had splashed a bucket of aged ink, oppressive enough to make it hard to breathe.
He was sitting in the driver's seat, his hands gripping a black steering wheel for dear life.
"I transmigrated?"
"Global Road Survival..." Lin Hui muttered to himself, his brain rapidly processing the information he had just heard.
As a modern young man, his capacity to accept this kind of sudden situation far exceeded that of ordinary people.
Instead of panicking and shouting, he reached into his pocket at the very first moment.
His phone was gone.
In its place was a Black Manual.
The cover of the manual had a rough leather texture, and a line of blood-red countdown was printed on it:
[Time remaining until Gray Fog arrival: 00:59:32]
This was not just a manual, but more like a life-claiming hourglass.
Lin Hui furrowed his brows slightly and opened the first page.
[Survival Rules]
[1. The vehicle is your safe zone. Without permission, no one can enter.]
[2. Inside the vehicle, you are the absolute master; players cannot harm you while on the vehicle. Items on the vehicle cannot be stolen unless the player dies.]
[3. In this world, even ordinary monsters are quite difficult to fight, but for every one defeated, the dropped resources are relatively abundant.]
[4. You need to upgrade your vehicle and make it even more powerful in order to cope with danger.]
[5. Always pay attention to your sanity (Sanity); in this world, madness is more terrifying than death.]
[6. One hundred thousand resource boxes have randomly dropped onto the road; remember to search for them.]
[7. All data has been digitalized. Silently recite "System" to view the panel. (Note: Players summoning the panel can also be seen by other players; please view it in a place where no one is around.)]
Lin Hui closed the manual, focused his gaze on the void, and silently recited in his heart: "System."
Swish.
A light-blue, translucent light screen instantly unfolded.
On the far left was the player personal panel.
[Name: Lin Hui]
[Race: Human]
[Status: Healthy (Mildly hungry)]
[Sanity (San): 100/100] (Note: Sanity below 30 will produce suicidal thoughts, Sanity below 20 will hear whispers, Sanity below 10 will plunge into madness)
[Spirit: 5] (Note: Average for normal adults. The higher the spirit, the higher the sanity resistance and the faster the sanity recovery.)
[Constitution: 5] (Note: Comprehensive speed, strength, and defense)
Shifting his gaze to the right was the vehicle panel.
[Vehicle: Civilian Class-C RV (Entry-level)]
[Level: Lv.1]
[Physical Defense: 20] (Note: Barely able to withstand the scratching of a Level 1 Zombie.)
[Magic Resistance: 0]
[Tonnage: 3 tons]
[Space: 8 cubic meters]
[Durability: 50% (Left front tire is severely worn, replacement recommended)]
[Fuel: 2% (estimated range 10 kilometers)] [External Weapons: None] [Overall Evaluation: A moving iron coffin, recommended to find a good graveyard as soon as possible.]
Seeing that glaring "2%", Lin Hui's pupils constricted sharply.
Only ten kilometers of fuel?
This wasn't survival at all; it was a direct death sentence!
Just then, that cold mechanical voice rang in the ears of all regional players once again, carrying an unquestionable ultimatum of death:
[Regional Announcement: Attention players in C-996 Region.] [Your current location is the Zombie Wasteland, and the Gray Fog is beginning to spread, just 30 kilometers from your starting point.] [Spread speed: 30 kilometers per hour.] [Please start your vehicles and flee immediately! Once swallowed by the Gray Fog, not even bones will remain!]
"One hour? Thirty kilometers per hour?"
Lin Hui's brain raced at top speed.
If this vehicle only had a ten-kilometer range, even if he jammed the accelerator into the fuel tank right now, it would break down in ten minutes.
Once it stalled, what awaited him was being devoured by the Gray Fog.
He furrowed his brow and opened the blinking Regional Channel.
At this moment, the chat channel had completely blown up, the emotion of panic spreading like a plague.
"Help! Where the hell is this? What about the Ferrari I just picked up? How did it turn into a beat-up Wuling Hongguang?"
"Count yourself lucky, upstairs! I'm on a tricycle, for crying out loud! Open-air!"
"What the heck! How come I'm on a skateboard?"
"Can someone tell me how to read this fuel gauge? Why is my fuel needle below the red line?"
"Mine too! The system shows I can only run 20 kilometers! This place is all wasteland, where am I supposed to get gas?"
"This is murder! I want to go home! Wuwuwu..."
"Are there any gas stations ahead? Has anyone seen a gas station?"
"Forget it, this is doomsday survival, how could the system possibly give you a full tank at the start? This is forcing us to get out of the vehicle and look for supplies!"
"But there are those noises outside... sounds like zombies, I don't dare get out!"
Indeed.
Lin Hui glanced over and discovered that the plight of the overwhelming majority of people was similar.
The system gave everyone a fair yet desperate start: extremely low fuel, forcing players to choose between "risking stopping to look for resource boxes" and "being caught by the Gray Fog."
This was a screening.
The first round was going to weed out those without the guts and without luck.
My luck is alright, at least it's not a bicycle.
Lin Hui let out a long breath and muttered to himself, "Staying here isn't a solution... I need to go search for resource boxes!"
Yet just as he started the vehicle.
A crisp chime exploded in Lin Hui's mind, but this sound differed from the previous mechanical system voice, being far more ethereal, as if coming from a higher dimension.
[Host's soul traits detected as compatible, cheat binding in progress...] [Binding successful: Golden Modifier per Level (Unique)] [Effect: Every time the vehicle increases in level, you will obtain a "Golden Trait". This trait can be forcibly bestowed upon any vehicle component.] [Newbie welfare distributed: RV initial level is Lv.1, you can draw your first trait.]
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