Road Survival: My RV is a Moving Castle

The open space was originally empty, but after the mantis finished speaking, vehicles of different shapes and colors appeared instantly.

Players then entered their vehicles one after another.

Two sheepdogs acted as referees, standing at the starting line and directing the players into the arena.

Song Chiyu sat in her seat, not looking at the big screen, but staring at the praying mantis dancing on the lifting platform.

This praying mantis is the dungeon lord, and therefore the area lord for this cleanup operation.

The words of the uniformed man kept echoing in my mind.

"Dungeons have their own rules, and other rules are invalid..."

Could it be that the dungeon and the cleaning area are separate?

While Song Chiyu was still wondering, the first match had already officially begun.

The small animals around were all cheering loudly, making the surroundings very lively.

Even Xu Xingshi, who was sitting next to him, was excitedly watching the game from his seat.

At this moment, 15 different vehicles are parked at the starting points on both sides of the track.

The contestant sat in the driver's seat and waited for instructions from the sheepdog referee next to him.

At a single command, dozens of vehicles at the starting point sped off.

Then one by one they rushed onto the track.

Song Chiyu didn't look at the big screen, but instead focused her gaze on the circular track in the distance.

With the resolving pupil mirror, she can easily see objects thousands of miles away.

Moreover, her current seat is only a few hundred meters away from the competition venue.

Soon, the players arrived at the first level.

Song Chiyu remembers that the first hurdle was the "oil channel".

When she received the dungeon map, she had already memorized all the routes and the traps along the way.

However, the players who were in the game had no idea.

They were so focused on the race track that they didn't notice the colorless and odorless liquid bubbling up from the ground directly in front of them.

But Song Chiyu saw it.

In her field of vision, a faint sheen of oil slowly appeared from the side of the track and then covered the track surface.

If you don't look closely, you can't see this almost invisible transparent oil at all.

Leading the pack was a nanny van.

Completely unprepared, it drove onto the "oil lane," and the next second the tires slipped at high speed.

At this extremely high speed, the entire van was like a spinning top, crashing wildly on the track and crashing directly into the guardrail.

One car after another followed, and some only started braking when they realized the situation was not right.

However, those out-of-control vehicles were like small cannonballs.

It crashed and rammed in all directions.

The four or five cars in front were totaled and were emitting thick black smoke.

The fate of the players inside the vehicle is unknown.

The last thirty cars came rushing in one after another, either crashing into the back of the car in front or hitting the guardrail next to them.

Of the thirty vehicles, not one was intact.

On the commentary stage, two tigers were giving a frantic commentary into the microphone, their jubilant expressions showing no sign of sorrow for the players who had died in the competition.

The praying mantis sitting on the highest platform clapped and cheered at the sight, as if it had seen something very interesting.

No car made it through the first stage.

The track was in a terrible state, with thick smoke and flames everywhere.

At this moment, the black mist that had previously dissipated above the track reappeared.

Like a swarm of locusts, they swarmed towards the damaged vehicle and the players, surrounding them tightly.

The next second, a series of painful screams could be heard from the big screen.

Some players who were only injured but not yet dead were directly pierced through their entire bodies by the black mist.

They were like blood bags, their bodies pierced by the black mist, blood gushing out everywhere.

The entire screen was filled with screams and blood.

The cheers from the animals in the stands grew louder and louder, with some even standing up and shouting.

They watched all this with excitement and aggression, their eyes gleaming with bloodlust.

The Lord of Mantis City was the same; one could even describe him as insane.

But at this moment, the other players, who had been full of anticipation, suddenly fell silent and watched all of this in horror.

Their silence stood in stark contrast to the cheering and jumping of the small animals nearby.

Some players couldn't handle the pressure and stood up and shouted.

"I'm not playing anymore, I forfeit, I'm not playing anymore."

But what awaited him was a swarm of animals attacking and tearing him apart.

Song Chiyu's breathing gradually became heavy.

Therefore, in this competition, the players were merely a source of amusement for the city lord and the animals.

What kind of bullshit dungeon rules are these? It's just a game of power, a massacre of their players!

Song Chiyu clenched his fists, his gaze fixed on the mantis on the high platform.

She suddenly realized that the players entering the dungeon must have only one purpose—to kill the area master!

Not participating in any competition!

Dungeon map, yellow pearl as admission ticket, early entry to attribute-based race track...

It's all misleading, misleading the players!

With many animals and distractions around, Song Chiyu first sent a private message to Xu Xingshi about her discovery.

The people around were initially surprised, but then they suddenly realized what was going on.

When Song Chiyu received Xu Xingshi's gaze, he nodded to him.

The ant sitting next to Song Chiyu noticed Song Chiyu's unusual behavior and suddenly turned around to ask.

"You don't want to participate in the competition either?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding animals fell silent and all turned to look at Song Chiyu.

It seemed that as soon as Song Chiyu nodded, he would be swarmed and devoured by them, just like the previous person who withdrew from the competition.

Song Chiyu quickly shook his head.

"How could I? This game is so interesting, I'll definitely participate!"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding animals turned around and continued cheering.

Only the ant next to her continued to stare at her with a suspicious look.

But Song Chiyu pretended not to care and continued looking at the big screen, while in reality he had already opened the friends interface and was typing on it.

When Xu Xingshi saw all this, he was so frightened that he forgot to breathe and immediately sent a private message.

Xu Xingshi: "Sister, what should we do now? There are animals all around us. We can't run away at all."

Looking at the message, Song Chiyu pursed her lips and pondered for a long time before replying.

Song Chiyu: "We need to tell the other players first that our mission is to kill the area lord, not to participate in the competition."

Because players will die regardless of whether they participate in the competition or not!

This is because there are no set rules in this underground city.

All rules are determined by the city lord's will, meaning he has the final say.

Participating in the competition will lead to death, and refusing to participate will also lead to death.

How can we break this deadlock?

At this point, many players were already asking for help in the regional chat channel.

The contestants who hadn't yet participated panicked, fearing that they too would soon become one of those killed by the black mist.

At this moment, Xu Miaoyin suddenly tagged everyone in the regional channel.