The Red Blight virus swept across the globe overnight. Bites and snarls drowned out the cities as civilization slowly crumbled beneath a crimson haze.
No rebirth with foreknowledge, no heaven-defying powers. At the moment the apocalypse struck, ordinary man Lin Feng managed to hold on to just two things:
A used RV he had taken apart and rebuilt with his own hands, spending three months getting it road-ready, and an Apocalypse Enhancement System that only recognized physical materials.
He had heard the final gunshot from the special police barricade and witnessed the despair of a zombie horde overrunning an armored convoy. From the very beginning, he understood: nothing was more reliable than the steel in his own hands.
He wouldn’t gamble on luck, let sentimentality run wild, or make pointless sacrifices.
In this man-eating wasteland, he drove his own vehicle and carved out a path to survival for humanity, one step at a time, from the depths of despair.
From desperate stealth through Jiangcheng’s urban center to roaming the wastelands of the northwestern Gobi;
From struggling to survive alone to gathering survivors in an industrial stronghold;
When mutated beasts run rampant across the wilderness and million-strong zombie hordes sweep across the land, Lin Feng stands atop the steel walls he built with his own hands, with humanity’s last sparks of hope behind him.
Not bad, but the protagonist is not ruthless enough.