Everyone travels across the boundless wasteland, starting with a broken car with a leaky wind.
On a night of minus 40 degrees Celsius, others were hiding in broken cars shivering.
Anyang, on the other hand, was rinsing his hairy belly and drinking ice coke in his indestructible chariot.
Just because he awakened a god-level treasure chest system:
Every time you reach a new safe zone, you can get a god-level treasure chest.
While others were desperately trying to grab blueprints and resources, he just opened Gatling with unlimited bullets.
While others were fighting over a bite to eat, his car was filled with endless delicacies.
The beautiful CEO with a curvy front and back also humbly knocked on his car window to ask for help while holding an out-of-print blueprint.
Anyang glanced at the drawing and curled his lips in disgust.
"What junk, do you have anything else you can bring out?"
Until one day, the harsh survival announcement sounded again:
"The doomsday purge has begun."
"The safe zone of this map will permanently stop refreshing."
"Please evacuate immediately before the evacuation point is closed."
Countless survivors are waiting for death in despair in front of tens of millions of zombies.
Anyang wiped his mouth and activated the unlimited ammunition heavy weapon on the tank.
"Sit tight." Anyang stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
"Let's go to the new map... And continue unpacking."
After reading it, I think it's okay. The author should continue writing.
The plot is not procrastinating. My favorite RV. . Like