A blood-red moon rises in the rearview mirror, and the radio static shrieks in his ears. When the protagonist drives onto this endless highway and discovers that touching a traffic cone turns you to stone and that service stations sell memories, he realizes the old rules have collapsed.
On this dead-end road ruled by supernatural horrors and unknown Sequences, survivors struggle, traitors run rampant, and false gods whisper from behind the scenes. During his first brush with death, the protagonist not only awakens a unique [Sequence], but also gains authority beyond that of every other survivor: a stat-allocation panel that lets him freely distribute attributes and strengthen skills.
While others are corroded by acid rain, hesitate before the rules, or despair at their Sequence bottlenecks...
He quietly puts points into [Pain Suppression].
He calmly upgrades [Rule Insight].
He maxes out [Adrenaline Surge], carving a path through desperate circumstances.
From the City of Rusted Iron to the ruins of the Old World, from the abyss that devours civilization to the battlefield where the gods fell. He holds fragments of the steering wheel of the End Times, wielding a growable Sequence as his blade and an endlessly upgradeable panel as his shield.
This highway is a graveyard of the gods' war, a proving ground for civilizations, and a prison for all survivors.
And with each precise allocation of points, he will shatter fate and define the only road to survival and ultimate freedom for himself and every survivor.
The first few pictures are average. To be honest, I didn't want to continue reading until the third chapter. But I think I'll just finish it if there are only a few chapters. The last three pictures amazed me. Not bad indeed. But it's not enough. (Come on, author! I have read hundreds of books at least. You can be ranked.)
It's okay. Come on, the first few chapters should have been revised.