Highway Survival for All: My RV's Infinite Evolution

Torres, in its outermost near-Earth orbit.

Ten thousand kilometers above the Earth's surface, a meteorite belt stretches across the sea of ​​stars.

Above this floating asteroid belt, a fleet of mechanical Eldar hovered silently.

The lead battleship was a staggering 15 kilometers long, resembling a steel continent floating in space.

However, there was a huge gash on the surface of this battleship, as if it had been pierced head-on by some incomprehensible force.

At this moment, hundreds of small transport ships are carrying materials plundered from the surface of Torres, continuously flying into the hull of the warship for the technicians inside to carry out emergency repairs.

Below the battleship, hovered a cruiser six kilometers long.

Its shape resembles a giant black blade, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

Deep within the cruiser, in the conference room.

Five metal figures, each three meters tall, stood around a holographic star map round table.

These are the five "Supreme Lords" of the Mechanical Elf race.

In terms of strength, each of them is equivalent to a 9th-tier player in the human player system, or a 9th-tier psionicist on Torres!

Supreme Lord Sok spoke up: "My lord just sent a signal that Lucius, a core member of the Cult of Machines, has been discovered."

"So what if they found out?" Lord Naib, the Supreme Lord standing opposite, sneered. "Humans are nothing but fragile carbon-based life forms. Even without them as inside agents, our fleet can still flatten the crust of this planet and exterminate all of humanity."

Sok turned his cold, mechanical neck and looked at Naib:

"Naib, has your logic module rusted again? With them as inside agents, we can silently dismantle the city's defenses and harvest human souls more efficiently."

"Don't forget our primary task now is to resurrect Sauron!"

Sauron, the overlord of the Sauron Dynasty of the Mech Eldar, the supreme commander of this fleet, a being whose strength is equivalent to that of a demigod!

This massive fleet was on an expedition in deep space when it was attacked by an unknown entity.

The aftershock alone nearly annihilated the fleet, even killing the demigod-level overlord Sauron on the spot, his core shattered.

By the time they recalibrated their spatial coordinates, they had already crash-landed on a planet called Torres.

In order to repair their flagship and revive their overlord, they began a frenzied massacre and plunder.

They initially thought it was just an ordinary planet that could be destroyed at will, but just as they were about to flatten it, a human psionicist named "Orenxius" stepped forward and single-handedly blocked their attack. In the end, he even established the Torres Empire and was revered as the Lord of Torres.

"Sock is right."

At this moment, the Supreme Lord Tutankhamun, who was in the center, spoke in a deep electronic voice: "Resurrecting the Overlord is the first priority task."

"Now that the 'Cult of Machines' that we were cooperating with has been exposed, the original harvesting plan must be brought forward."

"Orencius may be asleep, but he could awaken at any moment. Once he does, without a ruler to protect him, we cannot withstand his divine might. We must cut off his source of faith and drive him further into madness!"

The other four supreme lords nodded in unison upon hearing this.

Tutankhamun turned to Sok: "Regarding the disappearance of the 10th [Silent Statue], has the suspect player been found?"

"Not yet." A glint flashed in Sok's eyes.

"But I've already pinpointed the area where that person might be—Ironridge City, and Setis has already gone there."

"Setis?" Tutankhamun nodded. "Good, we must find out how the Silent Stones disappeared."

Immediately afterwards, Tutankhamun issued the final order:

"Naib, Sett, you two continue to stop those filthy, mindless green-skinned orcs from spreading. Sok, Karax, you two are in charge of launching a full-scale attack on the human cities and replenishing the energy needed to resurrect the Overlord as quickly as possible!"

"Yes, Your Excellency Tutankhamun!"

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If you look down on Torres from space, you'll see that the planet's landmass is clearly divided into three distinct color blocks.

Nearly one-tenth of the area is a green ocean.

That wasn't a forest, but the territory of green-skinned orcs.

Twenty years ago, a meteorite pierced the atmosphere of Torres, bringing with it an extremely strange fungus.

Through photosynthesis, these fungi eventually grew from the ground into this strong, barbaric, green-bodied, bloodthirsty, and warlike monster.

They not only attack humans, but also slaughter mechanical Eldar without hesitation, adhering to the principle of equality for all living beings.

To defend against the Greenskin tide, the Torres Empire established a defensive line consisting of more than one hundred cities on its perimeter.

Moon City is one of them.

At this moment, on the battlefield fifty kilometers outside the walls of Moon City, smoke and fire filled the air.

A Star Shield squad, fresh from a fierce breakout, sat slumped in a trench, panting heavily.

A Star Shield sergeant wiped the blood from his face, turned to the red-haired youth riding a bicycle beside him, and said gratefully:

"Brother Huo Lie! If it weren't for your help this time, our squad would have been torn to shreds by those green-skinned bastards!"

"Ring ring~"

The crisp sound of bells rang out on the battlefield.

Huo Lie looked up at the smoke-filled sky at a 45-degree angle and said calmly, "It's just a trivial matter."

The sergeant said sternly, "No! Brother, with the skills you just displayed, being a private is a waste of your talent! I'll go back and report to the company commander; you should at least be promoted to sergeant!"

"Hey, keep a low profile, keep a low profile."

Huo Lie waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to care about such empty titles.

After the sergeant finished counting the casualties, Huo Lie lowered his head, flipped his wrist, and a space ring with a silver glow appeared in his palm.

This is one of the campaign rewards issued by the system after a major campaign ends, containing 100 cubic meters of space.

In the rules of the Torres Star instance, as long as you participate in the battle and survive, the system will distribute rewards based on your contribution.

In fact, as a core member of the "Huihuang Chamber of Commerce", Huo Lie would have a better chance of passing this dungeon than 99% of the players outside, even if he promoted the chamber's business in the safe zone every day.

However, Huo Lie had an inherent arrogance.

He didn't want to be just a follower of Hui Shen forever, someone who would shout "666" in agreement.

Especially after arriving on Torres, the situation started in a truly hellish way.

Externally, he faces the overwhelming power of the mechanical Eldar; internally, he suffers a betrayal from the Empire's high command; and then there are the endless green-skinned orcs. The pressure on Hui Shen is immense. He must rise to the occasion and become a true powerhouse!

And it was on this battlefield of green-skinned orcs that Huo Lie found his "perfect match"!

The green-skinned orc race is practically a cheat code tailor-made for him!

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