78: Chapter 78: Driving with a Goddess in One Hand, Bronze-Level Critical Hit Turns into Silver!

"Chen Chen! There are boxes ahead!"

Shen Wanxing's crisp voice echoed inside the vehicle.

She ran barefoot, stepping on the pristine metal floor, to the passenger seat.

Her fair, delicate fingers pointed to the road ahead.

Scattered on the grayish-white road were five glowing Bronze Supply Boxes.

They were the most common supply blind boxes in the wasteland.

Ordinary survivors would fight until their brains were splattered just to grab a single Bronze Box.

Chen Chen kept one hand on the steering wheel, not even touching the brake.

"Jiang Yanxue."

On the rear sofa, Jiang Yanxue rose quickly.

She strode forward with her long legs, reaching the rear of the vehicle in a few steps.

The armored door slid open, creating a gap on both sides.

A gust of wind rushed in instantly.

The Ghost Fortress was speeding past those boxes at 120 km/h.

Jiang Yanxue leaned forward, hooking her right leg around the door frame to stabilize her base.

She flicked the Shadow Instant-Kill Blade in her hand outward.

The back of the blade struck the edge of the Bronze Box with precision.

The five heavy metal boxes flew into the vehicle due to inertia, crashing onto the floor.

The armored door closed again, shutting out the wind and sand.

"Leave it to me, leave it to me!"

Shen Wanxing pounced over excitedly.

Lifting the hem of her silver evening gown, she crouched in front of the boxes.

She slapped her fair palm directly onto the first Bronze Box.

"Explode!"

Her god-tier talent, Lucky Critical, was operating at full power.

A blinding purple-gold light instantly filled the entire living cabin.

System notifications rang out in succession.

[Ding! Quality upgraded!]

[Bronze Supply Box upgraded to—Silver Supply Box!]

[Obtained: High-grade Nutrient Concentration Bar * 500!]

[Obtained: High-tier Psychic Aberration Crystal Core * 5!]

On the rear tactical chair.

Qin Hongye held the Gauss sniper rifle, freezing in place.

When she was a gold-medal sniper for the Black Dragon Society, her entire squad would have to scout for three days just to open the lowest-level Black Iron Box.

What they usually opened was just a few pieces of moldy bread and rusty nails.

This woman just slapped it once, and Bronze turned directly into Silver?

Five hundred High-grade Nutrient Bars!

During the Black Dragon Society's peak, they couldn't even scrape together fifty in the warehouse.

No wonder this vehicle was filthy rich.

Qin Hongye gripped the stock of her rifle.

Following a boss like this, even if it was just to be a gatekeeper, was a hundred times better than being a leader outside.

She lowered her head, looking at the long legs she was so proud of.

To secure her status in this team, just shooting was not enough.

She had to demonstrate greater value, or become his private property completely.

Shen Wanxing finished slapping all five boxes in one go.

The floor was covered in rare materials and crystal cores emitting energy fluctuations.

She wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead and ran to Chen Chen's side, as if asking for credit.

"Chen Chen, my hands are all red from slapping them."

Shen Wanxing stretched her two palms out in front of Chen Chen.

Her voice was drawn out, carrying a clear, coquettish tone.

Chen Chen turned his head.

He took his left hand off the steering wheel and wrapped it around her slender waist.

With a burst of strength in his arm, he pulled her over directly.

"Oh!"

Shen Wanxing exclaimed in surprise, falling right onto Chen Chen's lap.

The driver's seat of the Ghost Fortress was extremely wide; sitting two people was more than enough.

She leaned against Chen Chen's solid chest, wrapping her arms around his neck.

She rubbed her head against the crook of Chen Chen's neck.

Chen Chen gripped the steering wheel with one hand.

The other hand held Shen Wanxing's soft waist.

His fingertips felt the amazing elasticity and warm body temperature.

The faint scent of her shower gel lingered at the tip of his nose.

Ahead lay the perilous Flesh Wasteland.

In his arms was the nation's stunning goddess.

Driving with one hand while holding a goddess—he had the capital for it.

Shen Wanbing sat in front of the tactical console.

She caught a glimpse of this scene in her peripheral vision.

Her typing paused for half a second.

She pushed up the non-prescription anti-radiation glasses on the bridge of her nose.

Her gaze locked back onto the resource list of the regional trading channel.

She continued to use the purified water in her hand to drain the foundations of those large factions.

The Iron-blooded Queen of the Jiangcheng business world was now willingly acting as a logistics manager.

She knew her position very well.

Jealousy couldn't solve survival problems; only by demonstrating irreplaceable business value could she gain a firm foothold by this man's side.

Jiang Yanxue leaned against the sofa.

She tossed the Shadow Instant-Kill Blade up and down in her hand.

Her gaze rested on Shen Wanxing's fair shoulders and back.

She licked the roof of her mouth, her dark red eyes filled with undisguised provocation and a desire to compete for favor.

Just last night, she had experienced this man's terrifying dominance.

Now, seeing someone else occupying that position, a strong possessiveness welled up in her heart.

Su Xiaoqi lay on the carpet.

She held a high-tier beast leg that had just dropped in her hands.

Her face was covered in grease.

This little loli didn't care at all about what the adults were doing, biting through the bone with a crunch.

The vehicle sped along the grayish-white road.

It hadn't stopped for five whole hours.

The Death Black Fog had long been left hundreds of kilometers behind.

The Ghost Fortress's A-Class maglev engine was extremely stable.

Not even a hint of a bump could be felt inside the cabin.

At 3:00 PM.

Shen Wanbing, who had been staring at the Radar screen, suddenly pressed the communicator.

"Chen Chen, slow down."

Chen Chen immediately released the accelerator.

The purple-blue electric arcs on the chassis quickly faded.

The vehicle speed dropped from 200 km/h to 80 km/h.

"What's wrong?"

"There's an abnormal high-energy reaction twenty kilometers ahead."

Shen Wanbing operated the keyboard rapidly with both hands.

She projected the Radar display into mid-air, enlarging it.

In the center of the screen, an extremely massive red light mass was moving slowly.

"It's not a service area, nor is it an abandoned town."

Shen Wanbing stood up and walked to the side of the driver's seat.

"This coordinate is moving."

"And the movement trajectory does not conform to natural laws at all."

Chen Chen sat up straight.

He set Shen Wanxing down from his lap.

Shen Wanxing obediently stepped aside, not making a sound to disturb him.

"A mobile stop?" Chen Chen looked at the screen.

"That's right."

Shen Wanbing quickly read the data fed back by the Radar.

"The volume is very large."

"About the size of a small stadium."

Jiang Yanxue walked over with her blade in hand.

"Boss, should we go around?"

Chen Chen stared at the slowly moving huge red dot.

He quickly performed a mental simulation.

An object the size of a stadium moving like this was highly likely to be some kind of super-large aberration, or some kind of special mobile building.

A target of this level would absolutely be accompanied by massive resources and high-tier drops.

Go around?

Leaving the fat meat right in front of his mouth uneaten? That didn't fit his style of plundering everything.