Chapter 833: Music and Travel 9
"How much time do you want to waste? Those who don't want to clear the customs can stay here."
Fu Anan dragged the impact and the microphone into his car again, and said coldly, "You still have 72 seconds."
Hearing the words, people started to act.
I don't know why, but she has a convincing aura.
Soon, more than a hundred people who were originally scattered gathered together.
70% of their vehicles are left, but those who don't have a car also have the cheek to squeeze into other people's vehicles.
Refueling and replenishing supplies.
Under Fu Anan's leadership, they were in a hurry, and they didn't even have time to go to the toilet.
There are many traffic jams, accidents, and disputes on the road.
Due to the long distance, the people are also very scattered. Usually dozens of people, at most a hundred people, stop at the side of the road. Of course, these people were controlled by the people brought by Fu An'an.
When there is one person who decides things in a group of people, the group can easily become a group.
Fu Anan's whole team is like picking up greedy snakes, constantly "picking up" small groups scattered on the road, and the team gradually grows.
Until another large group was met.
This is the gas station in the middle of the journey.
A large number of vehicles are parked around the gas station, showing a radial shape.
They even piled up on the driveway, occupying a distance of nearly 100 meters, without leaving any gaps, want to pass?
Unless you get out of the car, climb over these dense roofs.
The supermarket at the gas station was stormed, the windows were broken, and the shelves were pulled out.
A large number of people are fighting in groups, while a small number of people are sitting on the roof of the car and eating too much.
Fu Anan frowned, talking about his own microphones.
"Hey, what are you doing stuck here, haven't you cleared the level?"
"Clearance?"
The man sitting on the roof of the car looked at her, "There are really naive people who still want to pass the level."
She knew this person, the man who led the way in the first row.
At that time, his calm command gave her a deep impression, smart, alert and friendly.
But at this time, he was unshaven, the food leftovers fell from his clothes, and his eyes drooped absentmindedly. Looking at Fu An'an, it was like watching a joke.
"So you're giving up?"
Fu Anan stood up, stepped on the black beetle, jumped up from the roof one by one, and approached him, "If the game fails, the player will die in reality."
"Grass!"
Hearing that the man threw the soda in his hand at her,
"This is the game that doesn't want us to live!
In the first stage, the team failed in five days.
What about the back?
The second stage, the third stage, and even more stages.
How many five days and ten days does it take?
We can't beat this game at all, it just makes excuses to kill us on purpose. "
The more I think about it, the more I realize that the game is impossible to complete, and the more desperate I feel.
The man's roar came from the speaker through Fu An'an's microphone, allowing every player present to hear clearly. This not only affects the players who were here, but also the group of players brought by Fu An'an.
yes!
After the man's analysis, their only remaining hope was shattered.
So what if you follow Fu An'an?
So what if they reach the Wall of Fog within today?
The biggest result is not going back and forth, returning to the starting point again.
Even if they discover the second stage by chance, is the remaining one and a half days really enough to pass the level?