Chương 32: 🎉Announcement (New Book, kinda)

Hello again, everyone. If y'all don't already know, i have this other work called 'Plains Survival' its a soft sci fi and cultivation focused novel with more emphasis on levels and treasure chests, that follows an mc slightly younger then Nero. Its not the hyper gritty and dark kind as the name might suggest. But is similar to the survival games that I'm sure many you have played.

The mc operates pretty much solo like Nero, grinds levels, culitvates and advances his vehicle to increasingly higher levels as the zombie waves at the plains get increasingly more dangerous every subsequent night. Give it some love like you have to Solo Gene Hunter, will ya? Thanks in advance! (And no, updates to solo gene hunter wouldn't be dropping in frequency or anything sad at all because of this work, promise!) Plains Survival: Starting With An E-Bike The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement. One day, a hundred thousand people from Earth woke up on an endless plain and were forced into a deadly survival game. Each player started with one vehicle and a unique skill. Regional chat lit up instantly—some players crying for their lives, while others gloated over their Humvees, tanks, and armored personnel carriers. [Huh, my unique skill can summon an Infernal Legion! Guess I have a personal army now! This night'll be easy~] [Hmph! That's nothing—my legendary unique skill can summon an Angel! Brother, God himself is with me. What are waves of zombies to me?] Nyx looked at his bicycle. Then at his skill: Unique Skill, Usurper: Extract part of the loot from any zombie corpse within range, regardless of who killed it. He said nothing, and only observed. As night fell, the zombie horde surged across the plains.

Players scrambled into their vehicles—some screaming for help, others already boasting in chat about their first kills. Nyx didn't fight. He rode. A bicycle makes almost no noise. While the "big shots" carved through zombies in the open, Nyx slipped through the chaos, siphoning the resources off their every kill. Leather, mechanical parts, iron sheets, soul cores, gold—none of it was his by right, but Usurper didn't care whose kill it was.

While everyone else struggled just to survive, Nyx looted and fought in the shadows, quietly evolving. Bicycle → Armored Racer → ORV Polaris → Mobile Fortress → Mechanized Titan →???