Human beings around the world, including people and cars, were thrown into the endless highway alien world.
Lin Mo likes to mention the "iron bastard" brand old Jetta at the beginning - the fuel tank is completely bottomed out, and the system will only pop up a window saying that it is hungry.
The desert is boiling hot, and treasure boxes are everywhere to open blind boxes: turbid mineral water? Expired sardines? Opening the box is like playing minesweeper, if you are unlucky, poison gas can explode.
In order to grab half a biscuit, a passerby chased him three streets while swinging his exhaust pipe.
"Softhearted? That doesn't exist!" Lin Mo clenched the folding knife he found after searching the corpse, and buried the sneak attack brother in the sand dunes as his neighbor.
The car door is dented into a shield, and the fuel tank cap is loosened as a decoy.
When the dune monitor used the car as a molar, he stared at the exposed wires and grinned ferociously: "Brother, have you ever heard of a homemade electromagnetic gun?"
