Survival Queen of the Frozen Wastes novel Chapter 241

Chapter 241 Speed and Passion

Chapter 241 Speed and Passion

PineappleBeer stood there, her jaw practically on the floor.

She recalled Riley mentioning a clash with WarWolf yesterday; running into her was literal bad luck.

So you didn’t just beat them, you wiped the squad and swiped their high–end rides too?!

She finally understood why Riley wasn’t sweating the clock at all.

A sixty–mile trek?

On skis, that was a desperate race against time and the elements.

But on the back of one of these beasts…

“Just over an hour.”

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PineappleBeer’s eyes lit up as she crunched the numbers. “With enough gas and decent trails, we could have lunch over there and loot chests on the way back!”

“Gas is a non–issue.”

Riley pulled a drum of Gasoline from her bag and tossed a second one to PineappleBeer. “Mount up! The HUD shows the estimated range. Top off your tank–today we’re doing Fast and Furious!”

PineappleBeer efficiently twisted the cap and poured the fuel, her every movement radiating pure excitement.

Vroom–Vroom-!

With a turn of the keys, two low–frequency engine roars shook/the courtyard.

The main gates slid open slowly.

Riley slid her windproof goggles over her eyes, straddled the bike, and arched an eyebrow at her partner.

“Ready to roll?”

PineappleBeer tightened her helmet and gave a simple two–word reply.

“Let’s go!”

Two streaks of black lightning bolted out like arrows from a bow.

The treads kicked up a storm of powder, carving two deep ruts across the pristine white wastes.

The wind howled past their ears, the intense acceleration sending their adrenaline through the roof.

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Behind them, Neeko shifted into a massive brown bear, hauling the large sled with her crew to start their own “salvage operation.”

Today was destined to be a harvest of epic proportions.

“Wooo–hooo!!!”

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PineappleBeer’s ecstatic scream was shredded by the rushing wind, vanishing into the snowy void.

The treads muffled the snow with a dull thrumming, the powerful engines shaking host from the nearby deadwood.

Riley was equally enthralled by the rush of the speed.

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Since arriving in this world, she had spent most of her time calculating every move with extreme caution; this level of reckless racing was what the apocalypse should feel like!

Riley glanced at the speedometer–they were hitting a solid 80 mph.

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Up ahead, the endless white horizon was interrupted by the silhouette of a dark, dense forest. The twisted, dry trees looked like reaching claws of spectral monsters,

Taking a straight line meant cutting through the woods, but with the bikes‘ speed, there was no need to take the risk.

“We’re making great time, and the Platinum signal hasn’t moved! It’s still there! Let’s circle around the forest!”

Riley shouted at the top of her lungs to be heard over the engine.

“Copy that!” PineappleBeer’s voice drifted back from the side.

They leaned into a synchronized turn, their bikes carving a wide arc across the snow to bypass the eerie woods and continue

northwest.

At their current speed, they completely bypassed any survivors on the path, while the Region Channel was already reaching a boiling point.

“SnowyFlyer: Holy crap! Guys! I wasn’t hallucinating! Two black snowmobiles! Actual motorized vehicles! They were moving so fast I only caught a blurred photo!”

The attached image was a grainy mess showing only black exhaust trails and a cloud of kicked–up snow.

“Random_A: Engine noise? Where would anyone get gas or a car in this hellhole? You’ve got cabin fever, man.”

“SnowyFlyer: I’m telling you! They were heading northwest! Straight for the Platinum Chest!”

Seeing the post, the hearts of everyone trekking toward that beacon skipped a beat.

Northwest? Motorized vehicles?

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At this stage where everyone was on foot, only one faction had that kind of hardware.

“Truthseeker: Motorbikes? That’s WarWolf’s signature gear! They were just bragging yesterday about finding some ‘whales. Looks like they’re making a play for the Platinum!”

In an instant, the entire channel turned its collective vitriol toward the WarWolf Guild.

A few instigators even tagged the Sanctuary Guild, which had previously claimed the area.

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“Bystander: @Sanctuary Paladin, looks like someone is ignoring your lockdown. WarWolf is already on their way via bike. You guys better hurry or you won’t even get the scraps!”

Meanwhile, on the other side of the map.

The WarWolf Vice–Master, WildBlade, stared at the channel in utter confusion.

“Motorbikes? Two of them?”

He checked the guild’s communal inventory. It was empty–not even a spare bolt remained.

After the elite squad went MIA yesterday, the Guild Master, BloodWolf, had gone into a blind rage, tearing the guild a new one. They still didn’t know how those men died, let alone where the two precious bikes went.

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