In a campsite of about a hundred people, on the fringes of the rows of tents, the crackling of a burning bonfire could be heard.2

Next to an Electric Mule, a girl with shoulder-length hair sat cross-legged on the ground, fiddling with a VM.0

Passersby often inadvertently cast their gaze their way, attracted by the unusual group of 3 young women and 2 bears… It was a sight rarely seen.2

Their fair and delicate skin, combined with their lovely faces, could capture the hearts of young men. Even rough female mercenaries couldn't help but take a second look.0

However, the long-barreled heavy machine gun welded to the truck's roof and the barbed wire and bloodstains on the front bumper served as a deterrent to those with ill intentions.0

After all… They were on the wasteland. No one would play around with their lives. 0

"Damn... why is there a communication range setting? Shouldn't the player system be accessible everywhere?" Tail complained quietly as she looked at the top right corner of the screen.1

"You ask that as if it's your first day in the game," a giant...1