Highway Survival: Start Awakening Golden Legend

"Even if you are hungry and thirsty, you can't seduce the soul-devouring beast!"

"..."

The survivors in the chat channel were all watching the fun, and were filled with all kinds of outrageous news.

Looking at the increasingly crooked floors, the man's tears flowed out.

As time went by, the sound of collisions outside became louder and louder.

Those snake dogs seemed to have lost their patience and hit the car more crazily.

The whole car body was shaking.

Accompanied by a "creaking" sound.

The car that had originally overturned turned to one side again.

The roof of the car fell down and the bottom of the car was upside down.

All the snake dogs around who were eager to try surrounded it.

They seemed to know where the weakest point of the car was.

Crazy slapping on the car window.

"No, please don't come in!"

The man had fallen into madness.

Every knock of the soul-devouring beasts was a heavy blow to his psychological defense line.

"Brother, there is probably no one around you. Even if there is, who would dare to save you with so many soul-devouring beasts?"

"That's right, trade the things quickly, and you can make some contribution to everyone..."

"When the brothers meet those soul-devouring beasts, they can avenge you."

"You deserve it for doing such things in such a place."

"..."

The messages in the chat channel continued, and the man looked ashen and fell into despair.

He knew in his heart that those survivors were just watching the fun.

It was absolutely impossible for them to risk their lives to save him.

As for what those people said about putting all the supplies on the trading mall for free, it was even more impossible.

Anyway, he was going to die, and he was too lazy to do such meaningless things.

Half an hour later...

The car repair kit in the man's hand had been used up.

He numbly raised his head and looked at the soul-devouring beasts that kept hitting the car outside. He gritted his teeth and growled:

"Damn it, even if I die, I have to die standing!"

Before he finished speaking, the man got up and opened a car window next to him.

"Roar~"

The moment the car window opened, the snake dog outside immediately stuck its head in.

It opened its bloody mouth and sprayed a foul smell from its mouth.

Although he had already prepared himself mentally.

But the man was still frightened by the fierce appearance of the snake dog.

His body retreated involuntarily.

However, his car was too small.

There was a water tank in the back that took up most of the space.

He had no way to retreat, so he could only raise the dagger in his hand and stab it forward.

"Puchi~"

As the dagger pierced the snake dog's head, the man immediately felt a warm liquid splashing onto his hand along the blade.

"Awoo~"

At the same time, the snake dog's painful whine came to his ears.

The injured snake dog pressed its two front paws on the car body and struggled constantly.

He wanted to get out of the car.

This time, it was the man who became brave under the surge of adrenaline.

He held the dagger tightly in both hands and stabbed the snake-dog's retracted head repeatedly without mercy.

Each slash was filled with endless anger, to vent all his fear and pressure.

However, a small knife could not give the snake-dog a fatal blow.

The man did not have enough strength to keep the snake-dog in the car.

He could only watch the snake-dog pull its head out of the car.

The snake-dog behind followed closely.

Another snake-dog put its head into the car.

This snake-dog was more muscular than the previous one, and its expression was more ferocious.

The man wanted to repeat the same trick.

But this snake-dog did not give him a chance at all.

At the moment the man made a move, the snake-dog also opened its bloody mouth.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp bone-breaking sound in the car, followed by the man's horrifying howl.

Time passed quickly.

The survivors in the chat channel watched the man who occasionally cried and screamed and had become silent. They roughly guessed his miserable end.

"Alas, it's a pity that he didn't put the resources on the trading mall in the end."

"This kind of person is so selfish. Resources are limited to begin with, and he doesn't know how to share with everyone after he dies."

"It's better to die, one less person to compete with us for resources..."

"I just don't know where the resource area of ​​the military base is? Is it close to me?"

"No, do you still dare to go? Anyway, I don't dare to go."

"I... I don't dare to go either. Is there any kind brother who can take me... When I give me a pistol, it will be like..."

"Pistol? Do you want a meat gun?"

"Don't be discouraged, there is nothing to be afraid of those soul-eating beasts... As long as everyone unites, there is nothing we can't do..."

"..."

In the afternoon, the dark clouds in the sky pressed lower and raindrops began to fall.

It was only three o'clock, and the whole world seemed to have been shrouded in night and plunged into darkness.

The rain became increasingly fierce, like a waterfall washing the wasteland.

In a flash, many dirt roads that were originally passable have become muddy and difficult to walk on.

Add to that the whistling wind outside the car and the danger hidden in the darkness.

Many people dare not move forward rashly, and can only park their cars where they are and shiver in their cars.

"Damn, is this the end of the world?"

"Correction, this world is already in the end of the world!"

"We have never seen such a violent typhoon on the southeast coast."

"This must be a force eight gale, right?"

"The person upstairs is obviously not from the southeast coast. You don't know the big typhoon that hit us that year..."

"Woo woo woo, my car is stuck in a mud pit. Does anyone have any good ideas?"

"The person upstairs, you can throw some iron ingots or something like that into the pit to fill it up and see if you can drive the car out."

"Never mind, let's wait until the rain stops. I don't dare to go out now."

"Ouch... Brothers, who has medicine for stomachache? I seem to have had a stomachache at noon today. (Picture attached)"

Many survivors curiously opened the picture and took a look.

The seats were all covered with yellow soup.

People can imagine what it is without asking.

Many people almost vomited their overnight meals.

"You... Ugh~"

"Ugh~ Grass Mud Horse... Ugh~"

All the survivors in the chat channel wanted to curse.

But the visual impact of that picture was too great.

Many people were retching non-stop.

In the end, they could only send text messages to curse.

"~%?…, # *'☆\u0026℃$︿★?~"

"I feel like I'm about to collapse. Who can provide me with medicine for stomachache and diarrhea? I'm willing to trade for a lot of money..."

Zhang Yi's face was pale and twisted.

He only felt a sharp pain in his stomach and no strength in his body.

If he was attacked by a monster at this time, he would definitely die.

He could only keep asking for help in the chat channel.

"Brother, you're on your own, or you can try taking some healing ointment, maybe it will work."

"If it doesn't work, just put the healing ointment in your asshole."

"..."

In the chat channel, kind-hearted survivors frequently gave Zhang Yi advice.