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◎First Release◎
"Please show me your ID so I can help you register."
Due to the existence of illegal immigrants, the floating world, especially the central urban area, implements a strict population management policy, and everyone has an identity card.
Only those with identification documents from the central urban area can enter and exit freely, work, study or entertain here, and no unit or individual is allowed to provide any convenience to illegal immigrants.
Yan Yu is the stowaway who entered here through the teleportation channel.
Yan Yu: “…”
Knowing that she couldn't produce any identification, and to avoid being reported by the girl at the front desk, she made up an excuse, put away the two A-level equipment, and turned and left.
As soon as we left the hotel, it was dark outside. A few unlucky people who didn't have time to go home were swept into the sky, and crying and screaming could be heard continuously.
It was as if a huge hole had appeared in the sky, sucking countless debris and players into the terrifying mouth, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The moment Yan Yu walked out of the door, she immediately felt a huge suction force, like the long tongue of a wild beast, which tightened around her waist and swallowed her into its stomach.
She was not panicked. She had no identification anyway, so she simply entered the copy of the floating world to explore. Maybe she would have everything when she came out.
Thinking of this, Yan Yu relaxed her body and let the strong wind pull her into the copy.
Her eyes went dark, time seemed to pass quickly, but also seemed like a year had passed, so long that she almost lost her sense of time.
When she opened her eyes again, she suddenly found herself on a long straight road, sitting on a shabby car, if it could be called a car.
In fact, it was more like a cart with an engine and a steering wheel than a car. It was so shabby that it looked like it had just been taken out of a garbage dump and stuffed under her body. It didn't even have doors, windows, a roof, or windows. It was extremely shabby.
Yan Yu moved her buttocks slightly, and the old car seat immediately made a creaking and groaning sound, as if it would be scrapped in the next second.
"Strange, where is this?"
As soon as Yan Yu finished speaking, a mechanical system voice rang in his ears:
[Zizizi... Welcome to the Highway Survival dungeon. This dungeon is at the Zizizi... level. Main Quest 1: Survive for 3 Days. Main Quest 2: Zizizi... Highway Survival Competition. Zizizi...]
[Treasure chests will be placed on and around the roads from time to time. The treasure chests will sizzle...sizzle.... There's a chance you'll get gas cards, sizzle, sizzle water... and other items. Players should try not to drive in sizzle...]
[During the dungeon, the player panel is locked, and all sizzling sounds are disabled...]
【Please try your best to survive! 】
The sound was like the sound squeezed out of a broken radio, with strong electric interference, and was very harsh.
Yan Yu: “…” After listening for a long time, he didn’t hear the key information. He only knew that this was a road survival copy and he needed to survive for 3 days. He had to figure out a lot of other information by himself.
Looking at my game panel again, I found that I couldn’t summon anything. I had so many equipment and skills but couldn’t use any of them. It was so frustrating.
Yan Yu had read two or three novels about road survival and had a general idea of the dangers that might be faced in this copy, so she immediately began to search her car everywhere.
The little shabby car was extremely simple, with only two seats in the front row. The passenger seat had several holes worn out and was stained with a few dark brown stains, which looked like oil stains or traces of coagulated blood. It always made Yan Yu feel an inexplicable sense of foreboding.
In addition to the stains on the passenger seat, the steering wheel, car radio, car frame and trunk were also scattered with the same stains, making the whole car look like a murder truck.
Yan Yu even walked around the car and saw several large stains on the road under the car. At first glance, they seemed to have condensed into a strange smiling face, staring at the observer.
Yan Yu's heart suddenly stopped.
To be honest, Yan Yu really didn't want to get on this car that looked so strange, but the road was endless. Looking around, there was only yellow sand outside the road, without even a plant, let alone other cars that could serve as alternatives.
At this moment, the car radio suddenly sounded without anyone turning it on: "Zizi, please start the car and move forward within 10 seconds, otherwise, you will be at your own risk!"
The voice on the radio was a rather shrill female voice. After saying the words "you will suffer the consequences at your own risk", she suddenly let out a few strange laughs, which made people feel creepy.
Yan Yu frowned and simply jumped into the car. He stepped on the accelerator and the car engine made a teeth-grinding "chi chi puff" sound. Then a thick black smoke rose from it and pounced on Yan Yu's face with its fangs and claws.
As black smoke appeared, the car shook violently, as if there was an earthquake.
Yan Yu let out another speechless "...", suspecting that the car would not start at all and would be scrapped in the next second.
Suddenly, Yan Yu was startled. She saw from the rearview mirror that black fog had risen from behind the car. The black fog stretched out countless ferocious hands, wanting to tear the car and the people in the car into pieces, crush them, and then devour them.
It goes without saying that if she is swallowed by the black fog, she will die.
Fortunately, Yan Yu started the car in time. After a few "thumps", the car finally began to move forward slowly. Although the speed was not fast, not much faster than riding a bicycle, it at least left the thick black fog behind.
After letting out a sigh of relief, Yan Yu looked at the fuel gauge and saw that there were only 2 units of fuel, and his heart began to tighten again.
The gasoline units in this road survival game are completely different from those in the real world. Calculated by unit, each unit of oil can support the car to travel about 10 kilometers. Once the oil is exhausted, the car can no longer move forward.
Yan Yu glanced at the black fog slowly moving behind her, knowing that once the car stopped, the strange black fog would probably catch up and "eat" her.
2 units of fuel can only travel 20 kilometers at most. Yan Yu needs to find a treasure chest or a gas station, and may also need to upgrade the car. Otherwise, if anything happens around her, she will have no effective means of defense and will probably just wait for death.
The little old car creaked along the road that was as wide as two cars. The environment remained unchanged. There was no sun in the sky, and it was impossible to judge the exact time. In order to avoid being bored and sleepy, Yan Yu kept the radio on.
However, most of the time the radio was filled with meaningless "zilla" sounds, and occasionally a few vague cries for help flashed by, making the atmosphere in the car even more cold.
Yan Yu guessed that those cries for help were most likely from other players. After all, the main mission 2 proposed a road survival competition, proving that this was definitely not a single-player dungeon, and there would definitely be player competitions in the later stages.
The car drove forward for more than 10 kilometers, but didn't see a single treasure chest.
Yan Yu couldn't help but wonder, "What's going on? Didn't they say there would be airdrop treasure chests? Why haven't I seen a single treasure chest along the way?"
Her five senses were extraordinary, and she could see things even thousands of meters away. But so far, she had found nothing except an empty road and a pile of yellow sand on the periphery.
If she continued like this, she would soon be forced to stop because of lack of gas and would be stuck on the road unable to move forward.
Yan Yu glanced at the precarious amount of oil, then glanced at the desert that seemed to have not changed for a long time, and always felt that he seemed to have overlooked something.
【Author’s words】
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 15 bottles of Zhaoyu;
Thank you very much for your support. I will continue to work hard!
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