Su Chen felt power coursing through every fiber of his body. With this new skill, he could truly call himself the "Fastest Man in the RV World!"
He was now so fast, even a galloping horse might not be able to beat him in a race—at best, it would end in a draw.
[Ding! Attention, everyone!]
The RV World had started broadcasting official announcements again.
Su Chen straightened his back. With this skill, not only did he feel brimming with strength, but he wasn't even the least bit sleepy. Maybe this was part of the skill's mystery.
["Right now, mutated monsters are still launching fierce attacks outside. They won't miss any opportunity to devour you!"
"To them, you're nothing but prey. Their stomachs are already growling—desperate and restless. Stay alert!"
"Now for some good news: RV World survivor Su Chen has successfully defeated a high-level mutant beast—the Green Giant."
"We hope everyone learns from Su Chen's experience and works toward gaining the power to defeat mutated beasts on your own."]
In an instant, the RV World—once dark, hopeless, and reeking of death—was ignited with a spark of hope.
It was like a terminal cancer patient who had already picked out their gravestone, only for the doctor to suddenly say:
"Sorry, sir, we misdiagnosed. Turns out, it's just a mild illness."
In that moment, the patient would probably feel like they'd been reborn—ready to leap off the hospital bed with joy.
("No way! Holy crap, that's insane! Su the God is eternal!"
"I thought the RV World was doomed to be ruled by mutant beasts, but who knew there was such a badass out there. Respect."
"Let's eat, brothers! Su Chen paved the way for us—we can't let his efforts go to waste."
"Sure, we're all competitors, but we're also survivors. We may not be as strong as Su the God individually, but united, we are powerful. Together, we can beat those monsters.")
Survivors across the RV World began to rally together, joining forces to face off against the mutant beasts—everyone stepping up to the frontlines.
Of course, there were still plenty who didn't understand the stakes, and many had already ended up in the monsters' stomachs.
Now, only around 2 billion survivors remained. Just yesterday, that number had been 3 billion. In a single day, nearly a third had perished.
The power of these mutant beasts was undeniably terrifying.
Su Chen looked at the global chat channel, astonished to find himself the talk of the town. Out of every ten messages, at least seven or eight were talking about him.
It was the kind of thing he'd only dared to daydream about—lying in bed, fantasizing about being a hero.
Now, Su Chen had a pretty clear grasp of what kind of strength the mutant monsters possessed. Honestly, head-on, he couldn't beat them. But he had one key advantage: an extremely high IQ. Every time, he managed to come up with some harebrained trick to bring them down.
Of course, that kind of success depended heavily on luck. Sooner or later, his luck might run out—and when that day came, there might not be a happy ending.
That was what Su Chen feared most. He knew full well that a huge part of his victories had been due to sheer luck. He never had any intention of putting on airs or pretending to be unbeatable.
("World champ, man. Can you carry us to the top too?"
"I've already joined the fan club. Hope it brings me some luck."
"Looks like everyone's ready to unite and take on the beasts together!")
More and more people were starting to see Su Chen as a leader—someone they wanted to follow into battle. Whenever talk of fighting came up, Su Chen was always the first name mentioned.
Before long, the number of fan club members was soaring into the thousands—and still climbing. It was a staggering figure.
"Holy crap, sis, look! The fan club's almost maxed out, and people are still trying to join!"
Jiang Cancan stared at the ever-climbing numbers in disbelief and smacked her sister, Jiang Soso, who was drinking a carton of pure milk beside her.
"What do we do now?"
Jiang Soso glanced at the messages.
("Wait, is Su Chen really in the fan club? I didn't expect him to even know it existed. Please, Su Chen, lead us to wipe out the mutant beast lairs!"
"I agree. We've got to unite now."
"We trust Su Chen's strength. Under his leadership, we just might win this war!")
Jiang Soso furrowed her brows. The fan club had originally just been her wishful thinking—Su Chen probably hadn't even known it existed.
But now, things had spiraled out of control. She had no choice but to swallow her pride and reach out to Su Chen.
"Su Chen, will you lead us in this next battle?"
It was her last gamble. If he helped, maybe there was still a sliver of hope. If not—well, she already knew she didn't stand a chance against the mutant beasts.
When Su Chen saw the message, he nearly jumped out of his seat.
Do these people seriously think I'm that amazing?
He couldn't just refuse—not with everyone watching. Otherwise, people would accuse him of being selfish or lacking team spirit. What now?
If he had a real shot at winning, he wouldn't have hesitated.
But all his past victories had been flukes. If it came down to a direct fight...
Yeah—he wouldn't even last a few seconds.
Still, there was no turning back.
"This afternoon, meet near my RV. We'll take the fight to the mutant beasts together!"
Su Chen had no confidence in this, but the morale among survivors was sky-high right now. He couldn't be the one to ruin it. That would just kill the vibe.
At 6 p.m., two people were standing near his RV.
One was short and scrawny, a full head shorter than Su Chen. The other had a burly, clumsy-looking build.
As soon as Su Chen stepped outside, the two of them turned to him in unison.
"Bro, you're going to fight the mutant beasts too?"
He didn't recognize either of them.
So all that talk in the chat channel? Just hot air. When it came down to it, everyone chickened out.
There wasn't much to say. Su Chen was about to tell them to go back home and leave him alone...
But suddenly, a dark shadow leapt out from behind and lunged straight at Su Chen's head!
Everything went black in an instant—
SMACK!
Suddenly...
A rolled-up English textbook smacked down hard on Su Chen's head.
The voice of his English professor followed:
"You there! I've been calling on you for ages to answer the question. How can you still be zoning out? You're a college student now—where's your self-control?"
Su Chen blinked, groggy. He looked around at the familiar classroom.
Had he... returned to the real world?
Something felt off.
And then it hit him—
It had all just been a dream.
A beautiful dream about becoming a hero.
____________The End______________