[Lord] [Farming] [Exploration] [City Battle] [Wasteland Rule #1: Don't turn on the lights at night, unless you own a crushing iron fortress] Traversing the apocalyptic wasteland, Lu Chen found survival difficult. His battered base vehicle, which would activate its windshield wipers when the ignition was on, could only last four days, even if he lived frugally. He faced hordes of the dead, inorganic life, mutants, and monster civilizations... Of course, the greatest danger lay in the throngs of his fellow survivors clinging to life within the mobile city. Survivors clashed fiercely for the supplies they needed to survive, even forgoing the boundaries of humanity. But at the edge of the world, a small, scavenging city was quietly rising. Lu Chen, leveraging seemingly insignificant intelligence, gradually rebuilt his shattered base vehicle into a mobile...

[Apocalyptic fantasy + zombies + strange beasts + awakening of superpowers]

When the apocalypse broke out, Ye Feng took his son to the safe zone, only to find that no one had left. However, by chance, he met his first love, Nangong Yue. Due to the outbreak of the zombie tide, he had to move to the seventh city, where he established his own base and mercenary group, and stood up step by step from the bloody apocalypse. Later, he discovered the cause of the apocalypse, came into contact with the Guiye clan, and gradually unveiled the mystery of this world. He also entered a wider world, and went further and further on the road of seeking opportunities and safeguarding the justice of the human race...

Week 1 "1,224 people are squeezed into 40 carriages, but only 2 people can live in the front of the train - what makes you qualified to get in?"

Month 1 "Zombies will evolve, and trains must evolve too: 1.2 cm steel plates have been welded, and a machine gun position on the roof has been reserved."

Month 2 "With talent, the research and development progress is different. The survival exoskeleton: Scavenger-1 type has taken shape."

Month 3 The train driver who tore the armor, the boy in a wheelchair holding up the train, the female master who rubbed the flesh and blood mecha with her hands...

- "Conductor's Log" We crushed the tide of corpses with steel wheels, connected the broken tracks with supernatural powers, set up flamethrowers in the plant frenzy, and when other survivors begged to get on the train, my attendant was baking cranberry cookies.