Chapter 61: The Maze? What Are Your Weights?

Highway Survival: My Garbage Truck Can Be Infinitely Upgraded Feathers swirling in the wind 2598 words 2026-03-06 10:37:55

“So, do you guys think this map will be as big as the last one?” Jiang Ying suddenly asked.

It was worth remembering that Lin Mu had spent a whole day and night in that maze before, still unable to get out.

Shu Yi shook her head, “That I’m not sure about. The cars were always outside before, so I’d guess this area isn’t that large.”

She wasn’t entirely certain, since they hadn’t started out inside the maze.

Lin Mu soon spotted the vehicles ahead, his eyes lighting up.

“Heh heh... cough, cough, found you at last.”

He was a decent person; how could he laugh like that? Cough, cough, he needed to keep up his persona.

Bang!

The spear pierced in, barbs rising.

“Got them!”

Normally, he would have slowed down and damaged the opponent’s car.

But there was another vehicle ahead, and Lin Mu didn’t want to let it escape.

He slammed the accelerator to the floor, the car surging forward.

The speed kept climbing.

Seventy.

Eighty.

...

One hundred twenty.

Lin Mu peered through the other car’s window at the vehicle in front, and smashed into it hard.

He was lucky the road was straight; otherwise, he’d have struggled.

But suddenly, the frontmost vehicle turned sharply, darting into a newly appeared side road to escape.

Lin Mu could only focus on the car ahead, crashing into the trees.

He’d thought hitting the woods wouldn’t be a big problem.

But a glow shimmered across the surface of the trees.

There was still a ten-centimeter gap between the front car and the woods, and its hood was already crushed.

Lin Mu’s car pressed tightly against the other’s.

The rear windshield of the front car shattered.

Crash! Bang!

Lin Mu’s vehicle was forced to stop.

He was unharmed thanks to his seatbelt.

But the people behind him weren’t so lucky.

Thuds echoed constantly.

The worst off was Wang Changjun, who was hurled directly into the passenger seat, his head smashing into the handle.

Bang!

He promptly passed out again.

Hisses and gasps for breath sounded from the back.

Lin Mu had no time to pay them any mind; all he wanted now was to know if the person outside was dead or alive, since they might become a member of his convoy one day.

“001, come down with me.”

He grabbed a thin shield in his left hand and a pistol in his right, slowly approaching the driver’s seat.

After seeing the scene inside, Lin Mu shook his head.

“Ah, such a loss.”

Blood trickled endlessly from the door seam, pooling on the ground.

There was no way the person could survive.

Even if they did, their life would be ruined.

The miracle medicine could cure almost anything, but not severe disabilities.

Lin Mu reached inside, checking under the driver’s nose.

The breath was so faint it was barely perceptible.

He reached further in and took the vehicle’s core from the rearview mirror.

“Luck’s with me, it’s an Lv4 core.”

Now he could upgrade his own vehicle’s core with confidence.

He tugged at the door—it was quite sturdy.

“001, pull this door off!”

“Yes, Master.”

001 jumped down from above, grabbed the driver’s handle.

Crunch!

The door came off in its grasp, exposing the driver inside.

“Didn’t expect it to be a woman.”

Lin Mu thought for a moment, dragged her out, laid her on the ground, and stowed her car in his backpack.

“Since you’re a woman, I’ll leave your clothes for you—see how considerate I am.”

He glanced at his own car, then at the woman on the ground.

He lifted her feet, dragging her to the right side and setting her down.

“Okay, this distance won’t block the road.”

Returning to his car, he made some repairs and continued on.

He’d lost a bit of time, so the other vehicle had vanished from the radar.

After two minutes driving through the dense forest, Lin Mu stopped.

“This is a maze, isn’t it?”

Looking at the trees on three sides, all identical, it didn’t seem like natural growth at all.

And the crash site earlier—how could the car have stopped there?

“Brother Mu, you noticed it too, right? Looks like a maze. When you crashed, the white light looked just like the one in the ice maze,” Jiang Ying quickly said.

Lin Mu nodded unconsciously.

It really did seem like a maze.

But now he wasn’t afraid.

“A maze? Let me show you some high-tech stuff—no maze can hide from a camera…”

The camera fixed behind the axe rose into the air.

But the multimedia screen in the car didn’t show a maze as Lin Mu expected. Instead, a layer of mist covered everything above.

Lin Mu looked through the windshield at the sky; it was clearly blue, and he could see out.

But why couldn’t the camera see it?

He controlled the device, bringing the camera over the car and pointing it at the sky.

The white mist disappeared, replaced by blue sky.

He tried several times, discovering that once the camera went over ten meters high, it only saw mist below.

Lin Mu’s lips twitched. This wasn’t even a maze world—was it necessary to be so ruthless?

He glanced at the sky again. What if he sent a person up?

Lin Mu looked in the rearview mirror at the others. “How much do you all weigh?”

“Huh?”

“Huh?”

Everyone stared at Lin Mu, puzzled by his question.

“I asked your weight—quick, tell me.”

“I’m 115,” Shu Yi replied helplessly, her weight hard to explain.

“113,” Gu Wanqing said, lowering her head.

“108,” Shu Xin muttered.

“180,” the chubby boy raised his hand.

As for Wang Changjun, he was still unconscious.

Jiang Ying looked around, smiling, “I’m 93 pounds!”

001 considered whether Lin Mu meant it, but answered anyway, “180 pounds.”

Lin Mu ignored the rest and fixed his gaze on Jiang Ying.

“You really only weigh 93 pounds?”

Jiang Ying puffed up her chest, “Of course, exactly 93, though I haven’t weighed myself recently—shouldn’t be more than two pounds heavier.”

Lin Mu thought for a moment, opened the workbench, and really found a scale.

He had everyone weigh themselves again, and Jiang Ying was still the lightest at just 90 pounds.

Jiang Ying looked down, “No wonder I’ve felt smaller lately—turns out I’ve lost weight again.”

Lin Mu nodded; 90 pounds seemed about right.

“Here’s a chain. Tie it tight in a moment.”

“Yes, Master.”

“Jiang Ying, come with me,” Lin Mu beckoned.

“...”

Jiang Ying’s face stiffened as she eyed the familiar chain in 001’s hand, beginning to understand.

“Wait, you didn’t ask our weights just to…”

Jiang Ying sincerely hoped it wasn’t what she imagined, but seeing the white expanse on the multimedia screen, she…

Lin Mu smiled, “It’s pretty much as you guessed. Don’t worry, it’s perfectly safe.”