Apocalypse Invasion: Survival on the Infinite Train
In the city—a city already in chaos from people jumping off buildings—driving at such a high speed was enough to scare the passengers to death.
But the large seven-seater SUV was exceptionally agile in Ming Chu's hands.
The player in the passenger seat thought they were going to hit someone every time, but Ming Chu was able to avoid both humans and Mad Blood patients at incredibly tricky angles.
However, the vehicle inevitably scraped against walls, streetlights, or surrounding cars.
Fortunately, Ming Chu scraped with precision, not letting the car fall apart.
And 120 mph wasn't Ming Chu's limit; the speedometer occasionally hit 140 mph.
She was essentially driving at highway speeds in the city, yet she didn't cause a single traffic accident.
Professor Wang Rui in the back was only kept from flying out by the two young men next to her, but her face was pale; she felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.
Hu Lin even found time to look back. "Professor Wang, if you need to vomit, just do it in the car. I can clean it up later."
Professor Wang Rui: "..."
She didn't dare to speak.
But she had her pride; she didn't want to suffer a social death, right?
Professor Wang Rui tried her best to hold it in.
The others weren't feeling much better. Driving over 120 mph in the city was like playing a racing game; the car was moving so fast it was unbelievable, swaying left and right. No one could keep their composure. Even Hu Lin found some dark humor in it, feeling like she was experiencing the same sensation as her first time on the Infinite Train.
Could this be considered a manifestation of the scenario?
Hu Lin steadied herself and looked out the window.