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"Welcome to the National Highway Survival Game..."

"This is a migration for all of humanity, and an endless escape."

"Whether you were once a billionaire or a street beggar, you now have an equal starting point—a vehicle and a life."

"Your vehicle could be a plane, a tank, a taxi, a bicycle, a sports car, a fire truck, a subway... Whatever vehicle you have, you will automatically learn the driving skills."

"The highway beneath your feet stretches infinitely; it is your only way to survive."

"Remember, do not look back."

"The Grey Mist is chasing behind you, moving at a constant speed, devouring all living things."

"Gather resources, strengthen your vehicle, and survive on this road of death."

……

A cold mechanical voice exploded in the depths of his mind.

Lin Hui suddenly opened his eyes.

What met his gaze was not the familiar ceiling of his bedroom, but a windshield.

Outside the glass, the sky was as gloomy as if someone had poured a bucket of old ink, so oppressive it was hard to breathe.

He was sitting in the driver's seat, his hands gripping a black steering wheel tightly.

"Did I transmigrate?"

"National Highway Survival..." Lin Hui muttered to himself, his brain rapidly processing the information he had just heard.

As a modern youth, his ability to accept such sudden situations far exceeded that of ordinary people.

He didn't panic or scream but instead reached into his pocket immediately.

His phone was gone.

In its place was a black manual.

The cover of the manual was made of rough leather, with a line of blood-red countdown printed on it:

[Time Remaining Until Grey Mist Arrival: 00:59:32]

This wasn't just a manual; it was more like a deathly hourglass.

Lin Hui frowned slightly and opened the first page.

[Survival Rules]

[1. Your vehicle is your safe zone; no one can enter without permission.]

[2. Inside your vehicle, you are the absolute master. Players cannot harm you in the vehicle, and items in the vehicle will not be stolen unless the player dies.]

[3. In this world, even ordinary monsters are hard to defeat, but the resources dropped from each one are quite abundant.]

[4. You need to strengthen your vehicle to make it more powerful to deal with dangers.]

[5. Always pay attention to your sanity (Sanity Value); in this world, madness is scarier than death.]

[6. One hundred thousand resource boxes have been randomly dropped on the highway; remember to search for them.]

[7. All data has been digitized. Simply think "system" to view the panel.] (Note: When players summon the panel, other players can also see it, so check it in a place with no one around.)

Lin Hui closed the manual, focused his gaze on the void, and thought to himself, "System."

Swish.

A light blue, semi-transparent screen instantly unfolded.

On the far left was the player's personal panel.

[Name: Lin Hui]

[Race: Human]

[Status: Healthy (Slightly Hungry)]

[Sanity (San): 100/100] (Note: Sanity below 30 will lead to suicidal thoughts, below 20 will cause hallucinations, and below 10 will lead to madness.)

[Mental: 5] (Note: Average value for a normal adult; the higher the mental, the higher the sanity resistance and the faster the sanity recovery.)

[Physique: 5] (Note: Comprehensive speed, strength, defense)

Shifting his gaze to the right was the vehicle panel.

[Vehicle: Civilian Type-C RV (Entry Level)]

[Level: Lv.1]

[Physical Defense: 20] (Note: Barely withstands the scratching of level 1 zombies.)

[Magic Resistance: 0]

[Tonnage: 3 ton]

[Space: 8 cubic meters]

[Durability: 50% (Left front wheel severely worn, replacement recommended)]

[Fuel: 2% (Estimated to travel 10 kilometers)]

[External Weapons: None]

[Overall Evaluation: A moving iron coffin, it's advised to find a good burial site soon.]

Seeing the glaring "2%", Lin Hui's pupils contracted sharply.

Only 10 kilometers of fuel?

How is this survival? This is a direct death sentence!

At this moment, the cold mechanical voice once again echoed in the ears of all players in the region, delivering an undeniable death ultimatum:

[Regional Announcement: Players in Area C-996, please take note.]

[You are located in the Zombie Wasteland. The Grey Mist is beginning to spread, only 30 kilometers from your starting point.]

[Spread Speed: 30 kilometers/hour.]

[Please start your vehicles and escape immediately! If engulfed by the Grey Mist, you will be left with no remains!]

"One hour? Thirty kilometers per hour?"

Lin Hui's brain worked rapidly.

If this vehicle only has a 10-kilometer range, even if he floors the gas pedal, it will stall in ten minutes.

Once it breaks down, he will be swallowed by the Grey Mist.

His brows furrowed as he opened the continuously flashing [Regional Channel].

At this moment, the chat channel was in complete chaos, with panic spreading like a plague.

"Help! Where the hell am I? I just got a Ferrari, and now it's turned into a broken Wuling Hongguang!"

"Be content, the guy above! I'm on a tricycle! Open-air!"

"Fuck! Why am I on a scooter!"

"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! It's all wasteland around here, where do I refuel?"

"This is murder! I want to go home! Waaaah..."

"Is there a gas station ahead? Has anyone seen a gas station?"

"Forget it, this is an apocalypse survival game. How could the system start you off with a full tank? It's forcing us to get out and find resources!"

"But there are those sounds outside... like zombies, I don't dare to get out!"

Indeed.

Lin Hui glanced over and found that most people's situations were similar.

The system gave everyone a fair yet desperate start: extremely low fuel, forcing players to choose between "risking stopping to find resource boxes" and "being caught by the Grey Mist."

This is a selection process.

The first round is to filter out those without courage or luck.

My luck isn't bad, at least it's not a bicycle.

Lin Hui exhaled a breath of stale air and muttered to himself, "Staying here isn't an option... I need to find resource boxes!"

But just as he was about to start the vehicle.

A clear notification sound exploded in Lin Hui's mind, but this voice was different from the previous system mechanical voice, more ethereal, as if from a higher dimension.

[Detected that the host's soul trait matches, binding external system...]

[Binding successful: Golden Trait Per Level (Unique)]

[Effect: Every time the vehicle levels up, you will receive a "Golden Trait." This trait can be forcibly applied to any vehicle component.]

[Newbie Benefit Granted: The RV's initial level is Lv.1, you can draw the first trait.]