Post-apocalyptic road trip, no System! I'll carve my way through the Six Circles!
I transmigrated into the wasteland with no System and no golden finger, just a beat-up Jetta and a Nepalese machete.
This world is divided into six circles. The farther inward you go, the crazier the resources and the quicker you die!
I trusted a poisonous beauty, only to have my X-ray glasses stolen and be forced to eat rags. They were about to gouge out my eyes and kill me to cover it up!
At the edge of death, I split my enemy's skull with one swing, slaughtered everyone at the service station, and seized a modified Prado loaded with supplies!
But that one kill stirred up a hornet's nest of villains in the Fifth Circle:
Wanted posters went up all along the outer three circles' roads. Every passing car could be carrying someone coming to claim my life!
So what if I don't have a System? A machete in my left hand, a pistol in my right.
I don't care if you're a big shot or an old friend. Anyone who gets in my way dies!
I'm going to kill my way from the Sixth Circle to the First and uncover the ultimate secret of the transmigrators!!!
