Somewhere on the highway, an SUV was parked.

Inside the car, a man lay on a massage chair, holding a screen in his hand, intently browsing messages in the chat channel.

His face was relaxed and comfortable, as if he was completely immersed in chatting on the chat channel.

Suddenly, a sharp, piercing screech of brakes sounded outside. The man instantly became alert, put down the screen in his hand, picked up the pistol from the passenger seat, and nervously looked out the window.

It was pitch black all around, with iron sand flying everywhere, and nothing could be seen.

This suffocating environment felt like it was going to swallow the whole world.

The man even became careful with his breathing, gently reclining the massage chair to lie flat and conceal himself as much as possible.

Not long after, footsteps were heard outside the car. A dark figure passed through the metal sand and came to the driver's side door, gently knocking on the door.

"Hello~, me too, survivor, please open the door."

A mechanical voice suddenly rang out, like a demonic sound from hell, sending chills down one's spine.

—You're the boss!

The man was terrified, and cold sweat poured down his body.

He trembled and curled up into a ball, trying to hide as much as possible in the shadows of the car.

"Knock knock knock~"

The knocking started again, this time more urgent.

Each tap felt like a heavy blow to the man's heart.

Seeing that no one opened the door, the dark figure outside suddenly pressed his head against the car window, his scarlet eyes scanning the interior of the car.

The dark figure seemed to know where the man was hiding in the carriage. Its crimson eyes darted around before it looked towards the driver's side of the carriage closest to the vehicle: "I have something very important to tell you. Please open the door..."

Fuck you!

Although the man was terrified, he kept complaining to himself.

He pressed his face completely against the car body, not daring to look up even once.

Seeing that there was no response from inside, the dark figure outside became enraged. He not only increased the force of his pounding on the car door, but his voice also became increasingly irritable: "Open the door now! Why don't you believe me?"

"Knock knock knock~"

"Knock knock knock~"

As the banging on the door grew louder, the man hiding inside the carriage felt his heart pounding even faster.

He could only pray silently that as long as the car could withstand the monster's fierce pounding outside, and the iron sand stopped at dawn, he would be able to retaliate.

"Bang bang bang~"

"Bang bang bang~"

The car began to shake violently, and the man's body trembled constantly, cold sweat pouring out.

"Amitabha Buddha, may the Buddha protect you, Amitabha Buddha, may the Bodhisattva protect you, Amitabha Buddha, may the Jade Emperor protect you..."

The man closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, muttered incantations, and silently prayed.

As he muttered these words, a miracle seemed to happen; the knocking and banging on the door gradually subsided.

"Click~"

"Click~"

Footsteps sounded again, but this time they faded into the distance.

"The monsters outside are gone?"

The man's heart calmed down a little, and he mustered up his courage to look out the car window.

The world outside the car was still shrouded in darkness.

However, the flying iron sand seemed to become even more turbulent, like a reddish-brown torrent sweeping wildly.

"Thank you, Buddha! Thank you, Guanyin Bodhisattva! If I can live through today, I will definitely repay you! When I become successful in the future, I will definitely build you a big Buddhist temple."

The man clasped his hands tightly together, as if to convey his devotion to the heavens.

Just then, a deafening roar of an engine suddenly came from outside the car.

The man immediately stopped his rambling and swallowed hard.