Lin Wei, 24 years old, is a road surveyor.
That day she was squatting on the roadside to finish her work, and the weather changed.
The light screen pops up and everyone has a share. Physique, spirit, and perception all have numerical values.
Only her column: Lucky? ? ?
The system randomly matched vehicles, and she tied up her off-road vehicle, the Bluebird.
Level F, initial seal, and a newbie gift pack in the trunk.
The public channel exploded, with some crying, some scolding, and some asking for help.
She saw a message: Someone was scared alone on the road and asked if he could come to her.
She typed: Don't worry, come here. Fifteen kilometers.
There is more than half a tank of gas in the car, and there is water and food in the back seat, so we can wait all night.
Dawn is the first round of missions. I heard that the road will be cut off and the void will swallow people. There will be consequences at your own risk.
But she discovered something.
The car she tied up seemed to have some good luck.
The teammates I picked up were each more reliable than the last.
The fork in the road you took is always the right one.
When someone asked her what was going on, she turned over the three question marks on the board.
She doesn't know it herself.
She just drove the car and the road took care of itself.
