Road Survival: While Others Drive, I Build a Car

[The game where everyone must survive on the road is about to begin. It's real, and it's brutal.]

[Please purchase a vehicle from the System Shop according to your financial situation.]

[Warning: If a player does not purchase a vehicle, it is essentially suicide.]

[Would you like to make a purchase?]

Deng Jingqi stared at the lines of huge text that had suddenly appeared on her phone screen. She quickly calculated her savings, hesitated for a moment, then resolutely pressed the No button.

The next second, she raced home to sketch out some plans. After taking a winding route, she found a woodworking shop.

Deng Jingqi: "Boss, make me one of these to order."

The boss stared at the plans, wide-eyed. What on earth was this stuff?

An abacus ten meters long and five meters wide, ten extra-thick rulers, two oversized protractors, and several thickened, elongated counting rods...

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[Game Rules] were in a real bind, because one player was a contrarian troublemaker. According to the rules, players had to buy a vehicle to enter the game, but Deng Jingqi refused. Members of a convoy had to pay daily taxes to their captain, but Deng Jingqi refused again. Players who failed to place in the top two thousand in each region had to become slaves to the head of a car factory, but Deng Jingqi said no once more...

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N years after the game began.

A passerby who had successfully cleared the paved roads, dirt roads, sand roads, forest trails, cross-sea highways, and aerial cloud roads was smugly counting his supplies.

Just then, a huge shadow fell from the sky.

Passerby A: "Good heavens, can even beds fly these days?"

Passerby B: "It's a bed made out of an abacus, too, and it's loaded with supplies!"

Zhang Motian: "The person flying that wooden bed is my ex-girlfriend, the one who used to be obsessed with me!"

Passersby A and B: "...!"

He excitedly shouted up at the sky, "Deng Jingqi, hand over all your supplies! I might let you be my mistress!"

The woman glanced at him, then immediately veered off and plunged straight down.

Watching the enormous object draw closer, Zhang Motian smirked dismissively. "A lovesick fool is still a lovesick fool. One wave from me and she comes running."

Wait, were there four glittering giant Buddhas above the bed? And weren't they all aimed right at his head?

Once the man realized what he was looking at, he collapsed, too terrified even to run.

Those weren't giant Buddhas. They were supreme, invincible cannons!

Theme: Keep persevering and give it your all!