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"Leng Fengyang" shouted loudly as "Luo Shanhe" picked up two barrels of gasoline and rushed desperately in the direction indicated by "Leng Fengyang."
The two stood back to back, nodding at each other—a sign of trust in their first collaboration. The stench of blood and decaying corpses was drawing closer from an unknown direction.
[Warning! Warning! Warning! A large wave of corpses is approaching.]
[Detected a Level One Evolved Corpse 50 meters to the left rear, Attack Index: X, Infection Index: Y.]
[Detected a Level Two Evolved Corpse at the 12 o'clock position, Attack Index: X, Infection Index: Y.]
"Leng Fengyang" received a notification from the system about abnormal human transformation. Calmly, he removed the blood-stained cloth wrapped around the rebar, revealing it covered in blood as he relentlessly pierced through the heads of the corpses.
This scene left "Luo Shanhe" stunned; how could someone fight so effectively, with every strike resulting in a headshot? Was he cheating?
With "Leng Fengyang's" display of skill, they carved a bloody path through the horde. For the first time, "Luo Shanhe," carrying two barrels of gasoline, felt what true combat power was like.
The ravenous corpses gradually gathered, forming a horrifying sight as countless hungry eyes glimmered in the darkness, sending chills down their spines.
Just as "Leng Fengyang" and "Luo Shanhe" were fiercely resisting and struggling against this undead enemy, a deafening engine roar shattered the desperate silence, accompanied by the sound of wheels crushing corpses.
"Hurry, get in!" "A Yan," driving the vehicle like a charging warrior, carved a path through the horde. Her voice was firm and urgent.
Upon hearing this, a resolute glint flashed in "Leng Fengyang's" eyes as he quickly shouted to "Luo Shanhe," "Lao Luo, you take the fuel barrels first; I'll catch up!"
Knowing his stamina was limited, "Luo Shanhe" gritted his teeth and mustered all his strength to lift the two precious barrels of gasoline. With a leap, he safely dove into the vehicle's cabin.
At that moment, "Leng Fengyang" moved like lightning. He suddenly turned around, wielding the rebar like a blade, accurately striking down the corpses that were about to pounce on "Luo Shanhe," exploding their heads one by one.
Then, with an agile roll, "Leng Fengyang" executed a stylish maneuver to jump into the vehicle just as the door slammed shut behind him, forming a solid barrier that completely separated them from the frenzied corpses outside.
Inside the vehicle, the three exchanged knowing nods.
“Wait,” “Luo Shanhe” said with undeniable authority as he swiftly pulled out a cold sniper rifle from the trunk, his movements practiced and decisive.
The sunroof slid open slowly. He leaned halfway out, his eyes sharp as those of a leopard in the night. The crosshairs of his scope locked steadily onto the fuel tank area of a nearby gas station.
Bang!
A crisp gunshot pierced through the night sky, followed by flames erupting into the air, illuminating half of the horizon.
Luo Shanhe's marksmanship was nothing short of impressive; it turned out he was a veteran, which was quite a surprising revelation.
A Yan gripped the steering wheel tightly, pressing down on the accelerator. The vehicle shot forward like an arrow, leaving a trail of white smoke in the intertwining darkness and flames, quickly disappearing into the distance. The corpses surrounded by fire and despair could only emit chilling wails, ultimately engulfed along with the gas station in the raging inferno.
After shaking off the swarm of corpses around them, the vehicle came to a stop. Leng Fengyang filled the gas tank to the brim. The three of them then took turns driving, keeping the vehicle moving forward as they continued on their journey to catch up with the main group.
In a moment of respite while Leng Fengyang closed his eyes to rest, he felt not only the tranquility that followed exhaustion but also deep confusion about the mysterious system that could provide hints. He quietly opened the system interface with his thoughts; three rules were clearly displayed on the homepage, glaringly bright in the dimly lit cabin. Each rule seemed like a carefully crafted survival principle, yet they hinted at meanings that transcended mere gameplay.
**Rule One: Survival is paramount, but morality is not mandatory.**
This rule made Leng Fengyang frown; it seemed to suggest that in extreme environments, the boundaries of human nature could be redefined.
**Rule Two: Teamwork is essential, but trust must be cautious.**
During these past few days fighting alongside A Yan and Luo Shanhe, this rule felt particularly significant. Leng Fengyang realized that although they relied on each other now, the complexities of human nature could make this trust fragile when faced with unknown challenges.
**Rule Three: Resources are limited; accumulation is more important than mere survival.**
Leng Fengyang silently recited this harsh yet realistic survival principle. He lowered his gaze to examine the system interface; those resources he had painstakingly gathered now lay as cold numbers in the accumulation list:
**Accumulation List**: One Tank Point, two barrels of Gas Accumulation, ten Gun Accumulation points, five Grenade Points.
Additionally, there were redeemable resources in Storage: Bullet Manufacturing Blueprint available for exchange.
Accumulation—this intangible currency seemed to be the hard currency of this post-apocalyptic world. Leng Fengyang understood that in this disaster-stricken world shaped by rules, every point carried the weight of survival.
He pressed his lips together tightly, his gaze darting between the Accumulation List and redeemable resources as he calculated the optimal resource allocation plan in his mind. The Bullet Manufacturing Blueprint lingered in his thoughts; it represented not only desire but also hesitation. Yet he reasoned with himself: what it could bring was sustained combat power and confidence when facing unknown threats.
Taking a deep breath, Leng Fengyang resolved to hold onto this blueprint for now as he continued to explore the system's functions. There were various sections including a news center, global channels, local channels, Trading Center, Storage, manufacturing center, and personal information.
As they delved deeper, Leng Fengyang discovered that the hidden secrets within the system were far more extensive than he had imagined, and the game rules clearly stated that upgrades and iterations would occur periodically.
The occasional prompts from the system seemed to guide everyone toward a potentially nonexistent Safe Zone. Before reaching the Dark Side of the Moon, the upgrades and monster battles felt more like a game.
He began to suspect that this so-called game was actually an experiment conducted by some Advanced Civilization or Temporary Government, aimed at observing humanity's Survival Status in extreme environments, or even filtering suitable genes for continuation.
What shocked him even more was the existence of a hidden Progress Bar within the system, displaying the Survival Status of Participants within the Global Scope.
As they continued their journey, more and more Regions were marked as Fallen, displaying a numerical value: Anomalizer. Only a few bright spots represented Survivor Teams like theirs that were still fighting fiercely.
Leng Fengyang realized that this was not just a game.
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