Chapter 1171 The City Where the Sun Never Sets 41

The other side

A couple of miles from Pangtong, a group of ragged, haggard-looking men were mechanically moving forward in the desert, carrying their belongings on their backs. Their shoes were worn out, their toes were rubbed raw, their blood mingling with the sand, yet they seemed to feel nothing.

They are the Li Gaga tribe who are struggling all the way.

By now, the camels in the group were long gone, and more than half the tribe members were gone. Even the youngest child had become listless, only quickening his pace a little when he saw one or two corpses in the distance.

Along the way, these corpses were almost like food in their eyes.

The extremely hungry tribesmen rushed forward with red eyes. After eating the flesh and blood of their fellow tribesmen, they were more willing to accept the corpses lying on the ground.

Then they were stopped again by Lao Li's stern voice, "Stop, don't touch these things!"

It's not just untouchable, it's totally untouchable!

Old Li pulled away the half-grown child who was rushing in front. Looking at the obvious black spots on the corpse, he pulled them further away and said, "Didn't I tell you not to eat rotting corpses when you see them while fleeing from famine?"

As long as you don't starve to death, you must not move!"

He shouted at them in a hoarse voice, "Anyone who dares to eat these corpses should get out of the group. Don't vent your anger on the ancestors and the gods, and don't let others be implicated by your actions."

Never eat dead bodies on the road.

This was an unforgettable lesson their ancestors had learned during their escape. However, technology and medicine were underdeveloped in the desert, and the origin of the virus was unknown, so the best explanation was the presence of gods and ancestors.

But you won't go wrong if you strictly follow it.

Old Li sternly warned these people. His brows were furrowed and there were a few more strands of white hair on his head. He looked more than 20 years older than his peers.

"Everyone, hold on! It's only half a day's journey left, and Pang Tong is really coming!"

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Game Day 25

Ever since Fu An'an discovered the water-type player, she'd been very careful with her behavior. She tried to minimize her time outside, never going through the hallway if she could go through a window, and even covered her face with linen whenever she went outside.

"Are you so afraid of them?"

Lu Shen brought breakfast from outside and occasionally joked about it.

"Would I be afraid of them?"

Fu Anan heard this as if she had heard a joke, "It's too early to end the game. If you provoke other players too early, you'll easily become someone else's snipe, clam, and mantis.

Also, did you find your survival card?"

Fu Anan asked this terrible question.

Lu Shen fell silent.

He is such an unlucky person that he hasn't even seen a single survival card yet.

Fu Anan snorted arrogantly at his expression, pushed the window open and got out, "Hurry up and find it! If you don't have a survival card, you won't be able to clear the game even with three lives."

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Pang Tong exterior.

After waiting in line all night, it was finally the turn of Li Gaga and his tribe to enter.

It was still the same way that Fu Anan and the others entered. They first conducted a preliminary physical examination. A mother and son coughed a few times and were caught and taken away on the spot.

The woman panicked and begged for help from her tribesmen. Old Li stood in front of the mother and son and asked, "Where are you taking them?"

"She is ill and cannot be allowed in according to regulations."

The administrator said sternly, "That's what we're asking for. If you can't bear to leave, then go back and stay with them."

As soon as the words were spoken, most people were unhappy. Although they were all of the same clan, when it came to interests, they would not give in. Not to mention that these people had fought so hard to get to Pangtong, and now they only had one last push left.