Highway Survival for All: My RV's Infinite Evolution

The next morning.

[Countdown to the "Travel to Busan" mission: 2 hours, 29 minutes, and 03 seconds]

The sky over Busan was leaden gray, casting a gloomy shadow over the entire city.

Inside the black RV, the master bedroom on the second floor.

Lin Hui slowly opened his eyes, without the vigilance and tension he felt when he woke up in the apocalypse. Instead, he had a long-lost sense of languor.

I slept so well.

The relaxation that emanated from his very bones made him stretch lazily on the big bed.

Turning my head to the side, I saw that the seat next to me was empty, with only the lingering fragrance and warmth of the young girl remaining on the pillow.

Recalling Su Qingqian's incredibly gentle "massage technique" last night, Lin Hui couldn't help but smile.

This girl... is quite good at taking care of people.

"call--"

Lin Hui got out of bed, quickly washed up, and then went downstairs feeling refreshed.

As soon as I reached the stairwell, a rich aroma of food wafted over me—a comforting scent of fried eggs, toasted bread, and hot milk, completely at odds with the bloody smell of the apocalypse.

In the open kitchen, Su Qingqian, wearing an apron with a cartoon pattern, was busy with her back to him.

At this moment, her long hair was casually tied back, revealing a section of her fair and slender neck, and she exuded the gentle and graceful aura of a woman from Jiangnan.

"Good morning, boss."

Hearing the noise, Su Qingqian turned around, still holding a spatula in her hand.

The moment she saw Lin Hui, her pretty face flushed slightly, her eyes darting away, but her tenderness and affection were barely concealed.

"Dinner's ready, it'll be done soon."

"Yes, thank you for your hard work."

Lin Hui walked over with a smile and naturally pinched her smooth cheek, causing the beauty to tremble slightly.

On the sofa in the living room.

Liu Xi was sitting cross-legged, with several holographic projection interfaces floating in front of her. Her slender fingers flew across the virtual keyboard, making a soft clicking sound.

She wore a black, tight-fitting combat suit that accentuated her stunning curves, especially her long legs encased in black stockings, which were crossed over each other, exuding a capable and aloof mature woman's aura.

Hearing the interaction between Lin Hui and Su Qingqian, Liu Xi paused slightly as she typed on the keyboard.

She raised her head, her long, narrow eyes sweeping over Lin Hui before glancing at Su Qingqian, who was beaming with joy, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

"Boss, you're awake?"

Liu Xi's voice remained cold and clear, but Lin Hui keenly detected a strange sense of resentment in it.

"Sister Liu, so early?" Lin Hui greeted her, sitting down on the sofa opposite her. "Didn't you sleep last night?"

"Two hours of sleep is enough."

Liu Xi said calmly, casually closing a trade window, "I'm handling the final resource exchange. Mainly, I'm exchanging unwanted supplies and some weapons for a large amount of mineral water, fresh vegetables, and fruit."

"Especially water. Considering the quality of life for our team of four and the consumption of the Bai Ling Laboratory, the water reserves must be overflowing."

Lin Hui nodded approvingly.

With a "housekeeper" like Liu Xi around, he hardly has to worry about logistics.

Just then, the laboratory door at the rear of the RV was suddenly kicked open with a bang.

A figure in a white coat rushed out in a flurry of activity.

"Boss! Boss!"

Bai Ling, her face flushed with fervor and holding a vial of reagent, completely ignored the subtle atmosphere in the living room and rushed straight to Lin Hui.

Her big eyes were bloodshot, clearly she hadn't slept all night, but this did nothing to dampen her excitement.

"What happened? Did the lab explode?" Lin Hui raised an eyebrow.

"It didn't explode! But we've hit a bottleneck!"

Bai Ling plopped down on the sofa, ran her fingers through her messy silver hair, and said with some annoyance:

"I spent the whole night researching a plan to upgrade the [Tyrant Angel]. Logically speaking, zombies in the Zombie Wasteland evolve by devouring the flesh and blood of their own kind, other species, and humans."

"However, no matter how much flesh and blood of its own kind I feed it, it remains stuck at the peak of Tier 4 and just can't seem to advance to Tier 5!"

Bai Ling pursed her lips, a thoughtful glint in her eyes:

"I suspect that Tier 5 is a huge watershed. Just like how our vehicles need special materials to upgrade from Tier 4 to Tier 5, the evolution of zombies might require a more advanced energy core, or some kind of... special material!"

At this point, Bai Ling raised her head, her eyes fixed intently on Lin Hui:

"Boss, if any zombies of level 5 or higher appear in this mission, could you please not just blast them to smithereens? If we can capture one alive, I can dissect it for comparison, and maybe we can find a way to make the Tyrant Angel break through!"

A Tier 5 zombie?

Lin Hui nodded thoughtfully.

He had previously tried using the "Infinite Synthesis" modifier to synthesize zombies as "materials," but the system indicated that it was impossible to synthesize monster units.

"OK."

Lin Hui agreed, "If there's a chance, I'll catch one for you alive."

Currently, although the team has the RV as an invincible fortress, it still lacks mobile forces.

That modified, flying "Tyrant Angel" is indeed an excellent tactical addition. If it can evolve to Tier 5 or even higher, it will be a major weapon for the team.

"Yay! Long live the boss!" Bai Ling cheered and immediately buried her head in her rice, clearly preparing to continue her experiments after she was full.

Inside the restaurant, the four of them leisurely ate breakfast in a warm and harmonious atmosphere, as if what was about to happen outside was not a life-or-death mission, but an ordinary outing.

However, outside this RV, the entire city of Busan was already shrouded in a grim atmosphere, with tens of thousands of survivors awaiting their fate with trepidation and fear.

No one knew the specifics of the mission, but the shadow of death looming over their hearts grew ever stronger with each tick of the countdown.

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