Chapter 90: This Disaster Punches In on Time and Leaves on Time

Highway Survival: My Garbage Truck Can Be Infinitely Upgraded Feathers swirling in the wind 2587 words 2026-03-06 10:40:09

The core in the vehicle was only a level four core.

Lin Mu’s face darkened with anger.

The man was dead, and they simply reclaimed the loan, just like that.

Taking a twenty percent service fee was one thing, but they even took back the loan they had already issued.

Sigh.

What could he do about it? This was the game’s territory, after all.

“Take out the cores from the other vehicles.”

In the end, those twelve vehicles yielded twelve captives and nine vehicle cores...

That’s right, nine!

Wasn’t it supposed to be rounded? Why had they thrown away the rest entirely?

Nine point six, and they actually rounded it all the way down.

Absolutely unbelievable.

Lin Mu twitched at the corners of his mouth. This was a little too much of a scam.

Nine vehicle cores, eight level three and one level four.

He strongly suspected that the three cores taken away had all been level four.

As for the materials inside the cores, he did not know exactly how much had been lost.

Forget it. Why argue over something gotten for free?

No matter what, there were still so many vehicles, and they could yield more supplies.

“You may replace these vehicles yourselves.”

Everyone’s faces lit up. Some of their vehicles were of poor quality, and if they could swap them for better ones, that would be excellent.

“Thanks, Captain. You’re amazing!”

Ten minutes later, Lin Mu had tossed all the abandoned vehicles into the recycling station.

And this battle had basically come to an end, with both deaths and surrenders.

Overall, the death toll was low, and there had not been too many casualties.

But as for those who had surrendered, whether they would live past three days was another matter entirely.

After dealing with all this, the refuge continued onward.

Every hour or two, they encountered a batch of supply crates.

Every time, they ran into beasts.

The wraiths had only appeared once today; compared with that, beasts were easier to handle, since they could simply be killed.

And this also provided them with a fair amount of food.

At six in the evening, the refuge stopped moving and remained where it was.

...

Looking at the ground that had come to a halt, Lin Mu was speechless.

So your working hours are pretty fixed, huh? Nine to six, is that it?

Are you going to add a weekend off as well?

Helplessly, Lin Mu stepped out of the refuge, and the others also came out of the buildings one after another.

“Captain, is that it for today?”

“Mm, looks like today is over.”

Since it had stopped, how could it not be over?

“Oh right, how are the Sakura people?”

“Don’t worry, Captain. They’re all bound up tight. Just as you said, they’ve all been tied with chains.”

Zhang Qian said with a smile.

These were all resources.

According to Lin Mu’s words, as long as they remained in the convoy, they counted as convoy members, and twelve people meant twelve shares of supplies.

“Mm, as long as they don’t die.”

If it weren’t for the supplies, he would definitely have killed them outright.

“Shu Yi, tally the current vehicle core levels and vehicle levels. After that, arrange tonight’s dinner. We’ve got quite a lot of meat today, so see how best to handle it.”

Even if there was only one battle a day, there would still be thirteen more.

That meant nearly two hundred people.

These vehicles had to be upgraded once through, or where else were they supposed to put that many people?

Nineteen vehicles, four people per vehicle, would only hold seventy-six. Add his own, and it would barely be over eighty.

Damn.

That wouldn’t do.

Lin Mu glanced at his backpack, and his heart ached.

Looks like he would have to wait on his own vehicle core for now.

He should first upgrade these vehicle cores.

Shu Yi stood in place, not leaving at all.

“Why aren’t you going?” Lin Mu frowned.

It seemed he had been too lenient with them, and they were already slacking off.

Shu Yi said softly, “You forgot. We’re all using level one cores. You took away all the high-level cores.”

Lin Mu’s mouth twitched.

Ahem, he had forgotten about that.

No wonder the supply count had seemed off just now. So the reason was that those people didn’t count toward the core capacity at all.

“Ahem, hand these out. Upgrade all their cores to level four, and the vehicles to level six.”

He took out nineteen each of the level one, level two, and level three cores and handed them to Shu Yi.

She distributed the cores, and the others hurried back to their vehicles to upgrade the vehicle cores.

Awkward. Truly awkward.

Lin Mu rubbed his nose. How could he have forgotten such a thing?

Whether it was Zhang Qian’s first batch of vehicles or these later ones, he had replaced their cores with level one cores.

At the time, he had thought that upgrading his own vehicle core would require a large number of high-level cores. He had actually forgotten all about it.

Looking at the remaining cores, Lin Mu sighed.

There were still too few of them.

He hoped there would be more battles each day.

The next day.

The refuge began moving again, and today’s speed was slightly faster than yesterday’s.

“Sure enough, it’s nine to six. I hope it isn’t five days on and two days off, or that would waste too much time.”

While the others hoped for as few battles as possible, he was hoping for as many as possible.

At the first intersection today, they turned without hesitation.

Seeing this, Lin Mu guessed that there would probably be a battle.

And sure enough, not long after they turned, Lin Mu spotted the other side’s structure through the drone.

The drone had been taken from the other side’s backpack and was just right for use now.

Seeing the flag on top, Lin Mu raised an eyebrow.

Orange, white, and green, with a wheel in the center.

If he had not guessed wrong, this should be the Indian side.

He did not know many national flags, only those of the more familiar countries.

Soon he confirmed it. It was indeed India.

After all, what kind of vehicle could fit that many people?

On the screen, a sedan drove over.

He did not know how many people were inside, but four were hanging from the doors and three were sprawled across the roof.

That was still conservative.

If this were on Blue Star, not stuffing in more than a dozen people would be an insult to the name.

“Captain, it’s an Indian crew. Should we strike directly, or what?”

“Strike directly. Aim at their refuge with the flag.”

Rat-a-tat-tat!

Less than a minute later.

Ding! Congratulations to Huaguo player Lin Mu for killing Indian player Raj, and obtaining eighty percent of the other side’s supplies, eighty percent of the other side’s convoy supplies, and thirty-three captives.

Hm?

How many?

Lin Mu rubbed his eyes. He had read it correctly: a total of thirty-three captives.

No, the stronghold didn’t look that big. How could there be so many people?

“Brother Mu, your name’s up again.”

Shu Yi’s voice came through the walkie-talkie.

Lin Mu opened the regional channel and glanced at it.

He was used to it.

Let it hang there, then. What else could he do?

That thing was automatic. He did not want to stand out, but his strength simply would not allow it.

Very soon, the vehicles were dragged back.

“Report to the captain. A total of eight vehicles, carrying thirty-three people...”

How could they cram in that many?