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Chapter 11

Each player could post ten messages per day. Any extra cost one unit of Universal Fuel per message. Want to make it bold or colored for extra attention? That would set you back 20 units of Universal Fuel. And a full-screen pinned announcement? Fifty units.After two days and nights of brutal survival, the once-chaotic chat had developed clear class divisions. The pinned messages were no longer desperate pleas for help—they were bold, red recruitment ads.[GIGATRON (Guild Leader: Dennis Zepher)][Strongest guild in the server recruiting! I'm already Lv.3 with Autonomous Driving unlocked! Now seeking players with heavy trucks, tanks, helicopters, and rockets! Join and get free fuel and female slaves! Our goal: build the first mobile city! Elites only—scrubs need not apply!][ROSE SOCIETY][Female-only guild. Sisters, men can't be trusted. We arm ourselves! This is the last safe haven in the apocalypse!][IRONCLAD INDUSTRIES][Buying all vehicle blueprints and specialty parts—t

Chapter 12

Jake stared at the message for a moment, then typed back.Jake: [I do have some. But nine rounds aren't enough. Antibiotics are rare.]In this apocalypse, not everyone had a safe, armored RV like his. If someone got injured and the wound got infected, antibiotics were the only thing that could save them. Without them, if your body couldn't fight it off... you just slowly died.Bella: [Fifteen. That's my limit.]Jake: [No, no...]After some back-and-forth haggling, Jake traded one bottle of antibiotics for thirty rounds of hatchet-gun ammo.He looked at the bullets in his hand, a question forming in his mind. Where did she get so many?He sent another message.Jake: [Can I ask you something? Where did you get all this ammo? I'll pay for the intel.]About ten minutes later, she replied.Bella: [I do know a place. If you have more antibiotics, I'll tell you.]Jake: [That was my last bottle.]He didn't need antibiotics right now, but he was still human. What if he got infected

Chapter 13

When the balding man laid eyes on Jake's black armored RV—a fortress on wheels—his face lit up as if he'd just seen his long-lost father."Whoa! A powerhouse! A real powerhouse!"The balding man rubbed his hands together and scurried over, his face plastered with a fawning smile—wrinkles deep enough to trap flies. "This ride... damn, that's impressive! How many tons is that? Zombies must turn to paste when you hit 'em!"Jake didn't stop scrubbing. He shot the man a cold glance, then went back to scraping rotting flesh off the ram spikes.Unfazed by the cold shoulder, the man edged closer—even reaching out to touch the glossy black armor."Don't."Jake's voice was quiet, but it carried a chill that made the man's blood run cold.The man's hand froze mid-air. He pulled it back with an awkward chuckle."Heh heh, no offense, buddy. I'm just in awe of your ride. So, uh... you need a hand?"He jabbed a thumb at his own chest, laying it on thick. "Name's Brady Chapman. Used to be a

Chapter 14

Half an hour later, Jake pulled his RV to the edge of the abandoned munitions factory.The place was remote. He grabbed a pair of civilian binoculars—loot from a zombie kill—and scanned the area.Most of the buildings had collapsed. Only a few massive factory structures still stood. A tall red-brick wall encircled the compound, covered in dead vines, with rusted barbed wire still strung along the top.Inside, rotting figures shuffled aimlessly.'Damn. That's a lot of zombies.'Hmm… But no sign of a Tier 2.'Should I push deeper?'Just as Jake was weighing his options, a plume of dust rose in his rearview mirror.A chorus of engines roared to life. Jake's eyes narrowed as he watched eight modified dirt bikes peel out from behind a gray heavy-duty pickup, fanning out in a semicircle like a pack of rabid dogs.Within seconds, the bike squad had cut off his escape routes. The riders were all armed—machetes, chains, spike strips. Two of them casually tossed a row of spikes across t

Chapter 15

But there was no time to dodge.CRUNCH—!!!The sickening screech of tearing metal filled the air. The black RV beast rolled over the spike strips, crushed the Wolf Pack biker and his bike beneath its wheels, and barreled straight toward the abandoned munitions factory."SHIT!"Keith stared at the bloody smear on the ground and roared, "After him! Don't let him get away!"He'd clearly underestimated Jake's RV.Jake floored it, quickly hitting 80 km/h. He could have gone faster, but he needed the pickup to keep up.Behind him, Keith's face was dark as thunder. He slapped the gunner in the truck bed. "See those tires? Blow out the glowing ones! I want to see this bastard try to run with flats!""Got it!"The gunner aimed at the RV's tires and opened fire.BANG! BANG! BANG!A hail of bullets ripped through the air. Dust kicked up everywhere.But the RV didn't even slow down. The bullets hadn't made a single scratch.Jake had already reached the factory gates. The massive iron

Chapter 16

RATATATATAT—!The heavy machine gun spat fire, and the bullets tore into the massive Tier 2 zombie—but they only drew a few splatters of blood. And they only made it angrier."ROOOAAAR—!!!"The Tier 2 zombie roared, hurling its steel I-beam like a javelin.WHOOSH—CRUNCH!A dirt bike trying to turn was flattened—rider and all—into a smear of meat.Screams, gunfire, and monstrous roars echoed through the once-silent factory.From an elevated perch not far away, Jake sat in his driver's seat, a can of cola in hand, watching the slaughter through his bulletproof glass like it was a free show."Wanted my RV?" Jake took a sip, a cold smile playing on his lips. "Next life, do your homework."The battle didn't last long.The bikers were quickly overwhelmed, turned into fresh feed for the horde. The heavy pickup was still putting up a fight—its machine gun blazing—but it couldn't put a dent in the Tier 2 strength-type zombie, only pissing it off more."NO! I WON'T GO DOWN LIKE THIS—!

Chapter 17

"500 units of Armored Ballistic Steel...""3,000 rounds of hatchet-gun ammo...""500 anti-tank mines...""1,000 hand grenades..."Jake stared at the mountain of supplies, then glanced back at his already-packed-to-the-brim RV.The Lv.2 heavy assault RV had 12 cubic meters of interior space, but that was just the "living area." Right now, aside from a narrow path to the driver's seat, every inch was crammed with instant noodles, water, and all the miscellaneous loot he'd scavenged.Forget the 500 units of steel—he couldn't even fit the crates of ammo and grenades without shoving them under the bed.And once he used the upgrade blueprint, it would disappear—along with its ability to store upgrade materials.Outside, the Wolf Pack's wrecked heavy pickup was still sitting there, ready to be scrapped for more parts."Can't take it… Can't take any of it."Jake rubbed his forehead in frustration. He felt like a mouse that had fallen into a grain silo—staring at a mountain of food, b

Chapter 18

The wheel stopped spinning.[Congratulations! Gold Mod Acquired: Spatial Folding][Quality: Golden Legendary][Type: Rule-Class][Effect: Grants the vehicle's storage compartment a pocket dimension.][Effects:][1. Infinite Capacity: Storage space expanded by 100,000x (Current: 100,000 cubic meters).][2. Absolute Preservation: Items inside are frozen in time—never spoil, never decay.][3. Permission Lock: Only the host can open or retrieve items.][4. Auto-Collect: Automatically gathers loot from nearby kills.]"HOLY SHIT?!" Jake blurted out loud.One hundred thousand times?!What did 100,000 cubic meters even mean? A standard shipping container was only 30 cubic meters. 100,000 cubic meters was over 3,000 containers—equivalent to the cargo hold of a medium-sized freighter, crammed into his RV's storage locker."This isn't a storage compartment. This is a portable logistics hub!"Jake's hands were trembling with excitement.With this mod, storage was no longer an issue.

Chapter 19

Outside the factory gates, a beat-up van sat hidden behind a dirt mound.Brady was hunched over the steering wheel, clutching a dead radio in his trembling hands. Cold sweat dripped down his forehead."Nothing yet?"Keith's not answering either..."They've been in there for almost an hour... that gunfire and screaming stopped a while ago too."Did something... go wrong?"Brady swallowed hard, his stomach churning. He'd been hoping to slip in after Keith took down that arrogant RV owner and scavenge whatever scraps were left. He'd given them the coordinates, after all. Keith had promised him ten units of Universal Fuel.If Keith tried to stiff him, he'd expose the Wolf Pack in the group chat for welching on their deal.But now—this dead silence. An inexplicable dread crept up his spine."Maybe... I should take a look inside?"Just as he was hesitating, a deep, powerful engine roar echoed from the factory's shattered gates.RUMBLE—Brady grabbed his binoculars.The next seco

Chapter 20

Jake shook his head as he scrolled through the messages. This was the real face of the apocalypse—hunger, cold, disease, monsters. Most people were still fighting just to survive another day. Meanwhile, he was sitting in an armored fortress, wondering how to spend his mountain of supplies.Then, a few pinned bounty notices caught his eye.[Gigatron Bounty: Buying all Gene Serums at top prices! Bring us one, and you'll get a spot as Vice-Leader!][Rose Society Bounty: Recruiting players with awakened "Specializations"! If you've awakened a specialization—Strength, Recon, anything—and you're female, join us! Food guaranteed!][Mystery Buyer: 30 units of Universal Fuel for a Basic Gene Serum! DM me!]"Gene Serum?"Jake raised an eyebrow. So the top-tier players had already tapped into the "supernatural" side of this world. Vehicles alone weren't enough—human fragility was still the biggest weakness. That's why the big shots were scrambling to buy up every serum they could find."

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