Xia Ning closed the [Friends Channel] and opened the [Regional Channel].

She glanced up and saw 6,663 people. In just half an hour since nightfall, three people had already been eliminated.

The chat speed in the channel was noticeably slower than during the day, clearly because everyone was so excited that they used up their chat attempts during the day.

...

Rising Sun: "Is this sun like a manual transmission car?"

May everything go smoothly: "Everyone, don't wander around at night, stay in your cars and stay safe."

Lililililili: "Where did this peace come from? I'm about to throw up! I opened boxes all day and all I got were five rotten eggs!"

Brother Fa: "Where did Jian Yuan come from? He thinks he can get 10 survival points for a loaf of bread? He's dreaming."

My husband said, "You're not allowed to say anything bad about my brother!"

Perfume is Poisonous: "They weren't exchanging bread, they were buying a friend slot. Didn't you see their note? They said we can add each other as friends after the transaction."

Rising Sun: "I've never heard of this name before. What TV shows has she been in?"

Lililililili: "I'm just a minor internet celebrity, my signature line is 'Thank you, sister, you're so good to me.'"

Chow Yun-fat: "Wow, so he's a gigolo who lives off women."

My husband said to Jianyuan, "You're just jealous of my brother's talent and good looks!"

...

Xia Ning felt as if she had returned to the real world and was reading online gossip.

Unfortunately, there were speaking restrictions, so the excitement was short-lived.

She opened the mall exchange. The exchange only allows one transaction application per day. Any more than that requires unlocking, either by using items or by spending survival points.

There are no restrictions on accepting transaction links posted by others.

On the first day, prices on the exchange were chaotic, with most people hoping to get a bargain, so prices were inflated, mainly targeting those who were being cheated.

Those who offered special items were all asked for exorbitant prices, with the note "Interested parties please contact me privately," indicating they were preparing for a private auction.

Xia Ning couldn't find the information about Jian Yuan's bread-for-survival-points trade. The person who could offer such a trade must be shameless enough not to take it down themselves. She guessed that it was one of his wives, whoever she was, who bought it.

This instance is not for minors. An adult, in a survival game, is actually risking his life to chase after a celebrity.

Xia Ning didn't understand, but expressed her respect and blessings, hoping they would stay together forever.

She didn't see any iron sheets at the exchange, so she traded bread for a piece of firewood at the market price, feeling her eyelids about to close.

Xia Ning thought she wouldn't be able to sleep on her first night, but in reality, she was just too tired. She groggily knocked on her sister's door, used up her last transaction, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

She even missed the midnight message that appeared on the virtual interface: "Congratulations to the player for successfully surviving for one day, survival points increased by 10."

-

Xia Ning was woken up by the sound of a horn in the morning.

Weather forecast: Sunrise at 7 a.m. this morning.

The moment Xia Ning opened her eyes, she wished that everything that had happened yesterday was just a bizarre dream. Unfortunately, reality was harsh. Her legs, which were even more sour than pickled cabbage, reminded her to wake up and get up to ride her bike.

Xia Ning opened the tent and first looked around. The asphalt road was clean and tidy, and the sounds from last night seemed like an illusion.

However, Xia Ning knew that it was no illusion.

She gazed into the distance.

The first rays of dawn broke through the clouds, gradually illuminating the lush green forest and heralding the start of a new day.

Xia Ning simply stored the tent in the supermarket, so she could put it out again next time she needed it, without having to spend time setting it up.

She laid out a yoga mat on the convertible and lay down on it, grimacing as she did stretches. She had been too reckless yesterday, riding too hard right away. Luckily, she didn't get a cramp.

The sky on both sides was blocked by towering trees, and the blue sky above her head became a long road to the sky.

Xia Ning's thoughts wandered aimlessly—Could I be in The Truman Show?

Is this a small world created by an advanced civilization?

Perhaps the forest is only a few meters deep, with an invisible wall behind it, just like the background in an online game is mostly textures...

Xia Ning had many thoughts, but as someone who valued her life, she wouldn't actually run into the dense forest to explore.

Yesterday she read a few more chapters of a road trip novel and discovered that oil is the most important strategic resource.

Looking at it from another perspective, the presence of tricycles at the beginning might not be a bad thing; the biggest problem is that they weren't stuck on the road.

As a road survival scenario, you can only complete the level by bringing your vehicle to the finish line; you can't abandon your vehicle and walk.

Xia Ning gurgled a couple of times with mouthwash, then wiped her face with a wet wipe, and that was it, she was done washing up.

Although the convenience store had plenty of water, she didn't dare to just sit around and do nothing, so she tried to save as much as possible.

Breakfast was meat buns with soy milk, still warm when I took them out of the supermarket.

Time seems to stand still in the supermarket, which is great, but unfortunately, the supermarket doesn't restock automatically.

Xia Ning patted her stomach; it seemed she needed to exercise not only her legs but also her stomach.

While she can occasionally indulge in cold Western-style dishes, Xia Ning usually prefers hot food, especially breakfast, which ideally includes a bowl of hot porridge.

What expert said that plain congee has no nutritional value?

Then there's preserved egg and lean pork congee, pickled mustard greens and shredded pork congee, scrambled egg and vegetable congee, yam and scallop congee, millet and pumpkin congee...

Xia Ning took a big bite of the meat bun; she could drink a different one every day for a month!

Hey, you dog planner, do you even know how many delicious foods our planet Earth has?!

If you're so capable, make a food game instead of a survival game! The interface is hideous, the controls are terrible, and it has so few features!

After venting her frustrations with curses and swears, Xia Ning obediently opened the rudimentary virtual interface.

【state】

Name: Xia Ning

[Nickname: Phantom Princess (0 edits remaining)]

Stamina: 95/100 (Currently unupgradeable)

[Attack: 2 (A folding knife that cannot be used for self-defense)]

[Defense: 1 (A floral shirt without buttons)]

[Status: Shrimp with a weak skin (tip: shameless, but legs are about to give out.)]

Vehicle: Human-powered tricycle (currently not upgradable)

[Skill: Portable Supermarket]

Survival Points: 20

[Potential Assessment: Having survived to the second day, do you feel quite accomplished, as if you've already adapted to the survival game? Don't be delusional; your intelligence simply isn't enough to support your reckless actions.]

Xia Ning: "..."

Xia Ning: "Dog game planner, dog game planner, dog game planner, dog game, dog game, dog game!"