[Global Survival + Road Survival + Eerie Rules + Vehicle Evolution + Sequences]
When Jiang Chi woke up, every adult in the world had been dumped onto an endless road.
Everyone was randomly assigned a vehicle.
Some started with off-roaders, some drove heavy trucks, and the unluckiest had to pedal bicycles.
Jiang Chi drew a battered old van that was nearly on its last legs.
The tank was almost empty, wind whistled through the doors, the wheels were misaligned, and the rear door was even held shut with wire.
Everyone thought he wouldn't survive the first night.
Then, in the middle of the night, the wreck stalled.
A line of text suddenly lit up on the dashboard.
[It's hungry.]
The next second, the monster lunging at them was sucked beneath the van.
Creak.
Creak.
By sunrise, the corpse had vanished.
The shattered windows repaired themselves, the flat tires reinflated, and a brand-new steel plate appeared on the rust-eaten body.
Yet the fuel gauge on that beat-up van remained stuck at 1%, and it never took another drop of fuel.
Everyone else searched for gasoline, scavenged parts, and desperately modified their vehicles.
But Jiang Chi had only one thing to think about each day:
What should I feed the glutton today?
But as he kept feeding it, he gradually noticed something even more troublesome.
This vehicle seemed to be developing a mind of its own.
And the way it looked at him was getting increasingly strange.
