Chapter 833 Music and Travel 9

After hearing Fu Anan's words, the people who were fighting were stunned.

"How much more time do you want to waste? If you don't want to complete the game, you can stay here."

Fu Anan dragged the microphone and the camera back into his car and said coldly, "You have 72 seconds."

Upon hearing this, people began to take action.

I don't know why, but she has an aura that makes people believe in her.

Soon, the more than one hundred people who were originally scattered gathered together.

They only have 70% of the vehicles left, but people without cars also shamelessly squeeze into other people's vehicles.

Refuel and replenish supplies.

Led by Fu Anan, they were in such a hurry that they didn't even have time to go to the toilet.

There are many traffic jams, car accidents and disputes on the road.

Because the road was long, the people were scattered, usually dozens or at most a hundred people would stop by the roadside. These people were of course controlled by the people led by Fu Anan.

When there is one person in a group who makes decisions, it is easy for the group to become a team.

Fu Anan's entire team was like a greedy snake, constantly "picking up" small groups scattered on the road, and the team gradually grew larger.

Until we met another large group.

This is a gas station halfway along the way.

A large number of vehicles are parked around the gas station in a radial pattern.

They even piled up on the driveway, occupying a distance of nearly 100 meters, leaving no gap at all. Do you want to get through?

Unless you get out of the car and climb over the densely packed roofs.

The supermarket at the gas station was stormed, with windows broken and shelves pulled out.

A large number of people were fighting, while a small number of people were sitting on the roof and eating.

Fu Anan frowned, those were her own microphones.

"Hey, hey, what are you guys doing here? Aren't you going to clear the level?"

"Clearance?"

The man sitting on the roof looked at her and said, "There really are still naive people who still want to pass the customs."

She knew this person; he was the man who led the way in the first row.

At that time, his calm command made a deep impression on her. He was smart, alert and friendly.

But at this moment, his beard was unshaven, there were food remnants on his clothes, and his eyes were drooping. He looked at Fu Anan as if he was watching a joke.

"So you're giving up?"

Fu Anan stood up, stepped on the black beetle, jumped onto the roofs one by one, and approached him, "If you fail the game, the player will die in reality."

"Grass!"

Hearing this, the man threw the soda in his hand at her.

“This game doesn’t want us to live at all!

The first stage was not passed in five days.

What happens next?

Second stage, third stage, and even more stages.

How many five or ten days will this take?

There's no way we can beat this game; it's just trying to kill us for no reason."

The more I thought about it, the more I realized that the game was impossible to complete, and the more desperate I became.

The man's roar was carried through Fu Anan's microphone and speakers, allowing every player present to hear it clearly. This affected not only the players who were already there, but also the group of players Fu Anan brought with him.

yes!

After the man's analysis, their only remaining hope was shattered.

So what if I follow Fu Anan?

So what if they reach the Fog Wall today?

The biggest result is to go back to the starting point again and again.

Even if they luckily discovered the second stage, would the remaining day and a half really be enough to complete it?