Highway Survival: My RV Evolves by Winning Over Goddesses

The world has collapsed into an endless highway of death, where bitter cold and hunger are the only road signs. For half a bottle of mineral water frozen solid, survivors will trample their dignity and humanity into the mud. When Lin Ziye wakes up, he discovers that his car has mutated. It doesn't drink fuel. It feeds on "bonds." It doesn't need repairs. It wants "body heat." Take aboard a haughty female CEO and unlock the [Close-In Defense Turret], turning bandits into a cloud of blood in an instant. Take aboard a gentle female doctor and unlock the [Molecular Gastronomy Machine], bringing Michelin-starred meals to the wasteland. Take aboard a genius mechanic girl and unlock the [Hover Engine], crushing everything in its path regardless of terrain. While everyone else is murdering one another over a patch of floor in a shelter, huddled in the freezing wind, Lin Ziye is stretched out on a luxurious bed in a climate-controlled room set to 26 degrees, watching the army outside try to stop his motorhome as he gently swirls a glass of red wine. "Darling, the fireworks show outside has started. Could you make tonight's massage a little more vigorous?" On this highway of despair, Lin Ziye has no need to seek an endpoint. His car is a mobile kingdom of heaven.