The solar system was destroyed, and all of humanity was thrown into a cruel survival game in space.

You start with a dilapidated spaceship, a mechanical claw, and ten bottles of nutrient solution to last ten days. Capturing meteorites, acquiring resources, and upgrading your spaceship are the only ways to survive.

Ji Chuan awakens with a dual system of daily check-in and identification of all things, and also has AI intelligent assistance, achieving a 100% success rate in capturing meteorites!

While others were still begging for a mouthful of Grade D nutrient solution on public channels, even signing supplementary agreements to sell themselves into slavery, Ji Chuan had quietly accumulated resources and seen through the essence of all things.

The vast deep space is fraught with danger. Among the fragments of celestial debris, not only are there survival supplies, but also ancient secrets and perils of the universe.

Starting from this small space capsule, Ji Chuan must struggle to survive in this dark forest, gather his compatriots, face the unknown challenges in deep space, and embark on a path to domination from dust to the top of the starry sea!

Words are like silk, weaving the warp and weft of stories; stories are like rivers, settling the pebbles of knowledge; knowledge is like fire, forging the stars of wisdom; and in the folds of time, the ancient light of civilization shines forth.

While other immortals were still fighting tooth and nail for an ancient magic weapon, project manager Li Yun had already signed a KPI-based betting agreement with "Heavenly Dao".

Upon transmigrating to the Immortal Realm, Li Yun discovered that this so-called eternal and immortal cultivation paradise was already terminally ill: monopolized spiritual veins, traffic congestion, information isolation, and rampant infighting. Ascension? It was merely another place to continue struggling at the bottom.

So he unleashed the ultimate weapon of the modern world—project management, capital operation, and large-scale infrastructure.

【Flying Sword, Instant Travel】

[Celestial Realm Spiritual Network, Lightning-Fast Surfing]

[Spirit Stone Bank, Benefiting All Immortals]

From the "Flying Sword Traffic Control System" that revolutionized transportation in the lower realms to the "Mobile Payment" that triggered a financial revolution; from the "Immortal Realm Engineering Academy" that broke the monopoly of knowledge to the "Interdimensional Trade Platform" that connects all realms... the "Immortal Realm Development Group" has planted its flag in every corner.

However, as the group's territory reached the edge of the universe, Li Yun discovered that the greatest crisis was not an external enemy. The backlash from the old Heavenly Dao, the accumulated karmic debts, the ideological differences among his partners, and the cold truth behind the system were pushing him toward a "Battle of the Dao Ancestors" that would determine the survival of all civilizations.

This is not just about cultivating immortality; it's an ultimate merger and acquisition of the ancient universe using thought, systems, and technology.

This is a legend that completely "formatted" the old immortal realm and personally rewrote the rules for countless universes.

[Road Survival + Desperate Migration + Bizarre Experience + Cheat Codes + Don't Fall Behind!]

A strange red moon hangs in the sky, the days grow shorter and shorter, and humanity's last spark is compressed into an endless convoy.

As night falls, countless ghosts howl outside the car, and those who fall behind will find it difficult to survive.

He, Lin Qi, possesses a unique "sublimation sequence," allowing anything in his hands to undergo ultimate sublimation.

[Hand Crossbow → Red Wolf Hand Cannon → Portable Bomb Gun]

[Half a bottle of purified water → Healing essence → Detoxifying agent]

[Waste paper → Bizarre contract → Fragments of rules]

Lin Qi initially thought this was just a cheat code to enhance external objects, until he discovered that he could also elevate the rule sequence...

The convoy called him a "mobile safe house," the superhumans revered him as a "messenger of God," and even the strange beings descended upon him.

Lin Qi himself only wanted to know...

If we take this rule of "don't fall behind" to its extreme, can humanity escape despair?