Highway Survival: My Wuling Hongguang was crammed full of school beauties

Chapter 13 The Mature and Powerful Lin Weiwei? Newlywed

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"Holy crap! What am I seeing? Recruiting female passengers? And they want women who are at least a 9 out of 10 in looks?"

"Ten units of universal fuel?! One-time payment?! Really? Do you know how much you can get for one unit of fuel these days?"

"An E-class vehicle? Are you kidding me? That Wuling Hongguang can't possibly be an E-class vehicle!"

"Cao Shuang? Isn't that the guy who drove that Wuling van like crazy before? Did he have that much fuel?"

"Damn it! Is this some kind of imperial concubine selection? It's the end of the world, and they're still doing this? How disgusting!"

"Brother, you think you can do whatever you want just because you have some fuel? Pah! Disgusting!"

"Hey upstairs, why don't you bring out 10 portions of fuel and 'go filthy' yourself? It's a clearly stated price, a mutual agreement, what's the problem?"

"Exactly, it's the end of the world, survival is the only thing that matters. Ten units of fuel are enough to get to the next resource point with some left over. With an E-Class car, safety is guaranteed. I think it's pretty fair."

"Fairness my ass! This is objectifying women! This is profiteering! Shouldn't we unite to get through this together? @Cao Shuang, you have so much fuel, you should share it for free to help those who need it more!"

"@Cao Shuang, your ID looks familiar. Aren't you that food delivery guy from Dongda University? Where did you get so much fuel? Did you get incredibly lucky? I order you to hand over the fuel immediately for us to distribute!"

Liu Ruyan: @Cao Shuang Cao Shuang! Have you no shame? I really misjudged you! I never thought you were this kind of person! You think you're something special just because you have a little bit of influence? You even want to take a concubine like other people? Bah! Trash!

"Qiang Ge Wu Di: @Cao Shuang, you've got some skills. But you think having an E-Class car and some fuel makes you arrogant? If you know what's good for you, hand over the fuel, and I might consider giving you a ride. Otherwise, wait until next time we meet, you'll be sorry!"

Mockery, curses, jealousy, moral blackmail, threats... all sorts of messages flooded the screen.

Liu Ruyan and Zhang Qiang reacted particularly strongly, their words filled with unbelievable anger and bitterness.

They couldn't understand how Cao Shuang, this poor kid, driving a beat-up Wuling, suddenly had an E-level rating and could casually pull out 10 units of fuel to "recruit female passengers."

This is completely different from the script they had envisioned for Cao Shuang's tragic death!

Liu Ruyan was so angry her face turned pale. Sitting in the passenger seat of Zhang Qiang's Ferrari, she jabbed her finger furiously at the screen. She was going crazy!

Cao Shuang, that sycophant who used to be so obedient to him and scrimped and saved to please him, is now brazenly using precious fuel to go find other women.

He also requires a minimum 9 out of 10 in looks? What does he mean? Is he saying I'm not good enough?

Moreover, he had so much fuel, and I had to beg him for it before, and he actually blocked me! What an ungrateful bastard!

Zhang Qiang's face was equally gloomy. He originally thought that with his C-class Ferrari start and Liu Ruyan's supplies, he was already a superior person.

But now Cao Shuang not only rated his car as E (although he didn't believe that broken Wuling could be E, and thought Cao Shuang was bragging), but he also casually took out 10 portions of fuel to attract women, which made him feel that his sense of superiority was seriously challenged.

More importantly, where did Cao Shuang get so much fuel? Did he find some bug, or have some special way to obtain it? Greed and jealousy gnawed at his heart like venomous snakes.

"Brother Qiang, we can't let him be so arrogant! He must have some secret!" Liu Ruyan said through gritted teeth.

"Don't worry, he can't escape." Zhang Qiang's eyes were sinister. "Once we reach the next resource gathering point, we'll have plenty of ways to deal with him. An E-class car? Ha, I don't believe his crappy car is that tough!"

Cao Shuang scoffed at the scathing comments and threats on the channel and didn't even bother to reply.

Moral blackmail? Talking about that in the apocalypse? Ridiculous. Threats? He'll wait and see. What interests him more now are the few unread messages that have quietly appeared in his private messaging channel.

Sure enough, despite the fierce criticism on public channels, some people were already tempted in private.

Ten units of universal fuel, in the face of a zombie crisis and fuel shortage, are a hard currency that would make many people abandon their bottom line and dignity.

Moreover, it provides the shelter of an E-class vehicle and a stable food source. This is incredibly tempting for female players who are short on resources, have inferior vehicles, or are in dangerous situations.

Cao Shuang opened the private messages and quickly filtered them. Most of them were fake messages, using heavily filtered or even internet-based images to impersonate others, which he ignored directly.

He also politely declined offers from several women who were reasonably attractive but clearly did not meet the 9-point standard (the system's scan and evaluation would provide an accurate score, and he was unlikely to be fooled).

However, one of the private messages caught his attention.

The sender's ID was "Vivian," and instead of sending a photo directly, they first sent a text message:

"Hello, Mr. Cao. I am very interested in your recruitment. I believe I meet your requirements. However, I currently have some issues to resolve. If possible, could you give me some time? Also, could you please explain what exactly you mean by 'obeying arrangements'? I would like to clarify this beforehand to avoid any misunderstandings."

His tone was neither humble nor arrogant, carrying a calm and methodical quality rarely seen in the chaotic crowds of the apocalypse. Cao Shuang raised an eyebrow and replied:

"Send a photo for verification. Specific details will be determined after you get on the bus, but the core point is: listen to me. What's wrong with you?"

A few minutes later, "Vivian" sent a photo. It appeared to have been taken inside a car; the lighting was average, but enough to make her face clear.

She was a woman who looked to be in her mid-twenties, with long, slightly wavy hair, an oval face, and delicate, bright features. She possessed a mature and charming allure, and even without makeup, she exuded a captivating aura of a sophisticated older sister.

The photo was a half-body shot, showing off her shapely figure. The system instantly provided an assessment: [Target: Lin Weiwei (pseudonym?), Appearance: 91, Figure: 94, Overall Rating: Excellent, meets inclusion criteria.]

91 points! Slightly lower than Chu Yao's score, but still an absolutely high quality score!

Moreover, that mature and sophisticated charm is something that a pure and innocent school beauty like Chu Yao lacks.

Cao Shuang became interested and was about to ask her about the so-called "trouble" when a heated argument suddenly broke out in the private message. It seemed that "Vivian" had accidentally pressed the voice recording button, or perhaps she did it on purpose.

A high-pitched, somewhat exasperated male voice rang out:

"Baby! Let me explain! That's not what I meant! How could I possibly want to throw you away? I'm doing this for your own good!"

"Look at this beat-up van of ours, it's not even a D-class, low defense, and almost out of gas. At least Cao Shuang has an E-class van, and he still has so much fuel. If you go with him, at least you'll be safer, and you won't have to suffer with me!"

Then came Vivian's voice, still melodious despite her suppressed anger, but now filled with sarcasm and coldness:

"For my own good? Li Hao, stop acting! Do you really think I'm stupid? You and your 'good brother' Wang Ming sneak out every night, saying you're going to play billiards, and you play until midnight? And you come back smelling the same perfume? Do you really think I can't smell that's women's perfume?"