The blood moon is coming, and everyone is crossing the wasteland highway to survive.
It starts with a dilapidated tricycle and a rusty iron ax. The endless road is filled with hungry mutant beasts.
When all mankind fell into despair and cried and cried in the regional channel, Lin Feng silently looked at the prompt panel in front of him:
Rusty Iron Ax——Upgrade! ——[Exquisite titanium alloy battle ax]——Upgrade! ——[Thunder Roar·Chains Sword]!
Old Tricycle——Upgrade! ——[All-terrain off-road vehicle]——Upgrade! ——[Doomsday Mobile Armored Fortress]!
[Ordinary human genes] - Upgrade! ——[First-order Awakener]——Upgrade! ——[Supernatural God]!
A few days later, when other survivors fought over half a bottle of dirty water, they were struggling together to resist a small tide of corpses.
Lin Feng was already sitting in the constant-temperature armored fortress, eating A5 Wagyu beef, and flattened the millions of beasts in front of him with one shot.
