Road Survival: My RV Has 100 Million Entries

Billions of people around the world were thrown into an endless road. They started with a dilapidated vehicle, behind them was a poisonous circle that devoured everything, and in front were bloodthirsty zombies and extreme cold natural disasters. Some people are willing to sell their dignity for half a piece of moldy bread; for a barrel of gasoline, brothers turn against each other. Jiang Chen looked at the dilapidated Wuling sacred car in front of him and pasted a golden entry on his back - [Permanent-motion nuclear engine]! "Lack of fuel? That's not true. This car can drive until the universe is destroyed." [Shell] + [Anti-damage Armor] = Anyone who bumps into me will turn into pulp! [Fridge] + [Time Stops] = Always a hot Man-Han banquet! [Car Lights] + [Holy Light] = Blind the eyes of Cthulhu Evil God! While others were wrapped in torn quilts and shivering in the cold wind, begging the monster not to come close. Jiang Chen was wearing silk pajamas, sitting in a panoramic RV with a constant temperature of 24 degrees, sipping red wine, watching the monsters outside the window that were trying to break through the defenses being bombarded by automatic turrets, and sighed helplessly: "Being invincible is also a kind of loneliness."