Chapter 803 Darling, Come and Hold My Hand 1
Song Jinhuan opened her eyes in a narrow stairwell, and the surrounding smell of blood instantly stimulated her nerves.
An ominous premonition welled up in my heart.
Her instinct for survival compelled her to organize the information in her mind as quickly as possible.
In 5364, the Lockdown Tower fell from the sky and stood at the very center of the world, casting selected citizens inside. No one knows what happened inside.
No one can come out alive.
The target of the mission is Ye Huai, the chosen one.
Desire to destroy the world: 100.
Song Jinhuan has three tasks: to eliminate the desire to destroy the world, to take Ye Huai away from the Confinement Building, and to destroy the Confinement Building.
As far as the third task is concerned, it really gives her too much credit.
Sanjin said in a serious tone, "Host, this plane is different from the past. I cannot appear. You need to face all kinds of dangers alone."
"I will remind and guide you to find the male lead via pop-up messages. Time is of the essence, so please take care."
Song Jinhuan was used to Sanjin's witty banter, and his sudden seriousness deepened her unease.
Sanjin paused, then said, "Host, this time, you absolutely cannot die."
Song Jinhuan's eyelids twitched. "In this world, do I only have one chance?"
Sanjin paused for a moment, then said, "Mm."
Song Jinhuan was suddenly under immense pressure; in other words, this mission could only succeed and failure was not an option!
"Host, you must stay alive!" After giving his last instructions, Sanjin cut off all contact.
Song Jinhuan then realized that even though Sanjin usually didn't make much noise, it had always been there.
This time, she really was all alone.
Before Song Jinhuan could process her complex emotions, a red exclamation mark suddenly appeared deep in her mind.
[Warning: The Lockdown Entities are approaching the location of target Ye Huai. Host, please proceed immediately!]
The Confined?
What is a confined person?
Song Jinhuan had very little information about the Confinement Building and was completely baffled.
But she didn't dare delay; finding Ye Huai was the priority.
Fortunately, there was a map to guide them. The red dots marked Ye Huai's location, and the green lines indicated the distance between them.
Not far, about fifty meters apart.
Song Jinhuan took a deep breath and pushed open the stairwell door.
His eyes suddenly widened.
A bus stop suddenly appeared before us, the dazzling sunlight bathing the entire road, making the bus stop billboard reflect light.
A bus stopped in front of the station, and with a creak, the door opened.
The driver saw her standing behind the station, frowned, and urged, "Are you getting on or not? If not, we're leaving."
You can't see anything through the car window.
Song Jinhuan hadn't forgotten the lingering smell of blood in her nose, and goosebumps rose all over her body.
The more ordinary the scene, the more careful we must be.
She boarded the bus with a wary attitude.
The car door slammed shut, startling her.
Driver: "What are you standing there for? Put in the coin."
Song Jinhuan subconsciously reached into her pocket, but couldn't find a single coin, nor did she have her phone.
She bit her lip shyly, about to say she had no money, when a hand with distinct knuckles reached out from the side.
Two "ding-dong" sounds were the sound of coins falling into the coin box.
Song Jinhuan looked up and saw a boy in a white shirt looking at her with a smile in his eyes, his gentle tone carrying an excessive intimacy, "Why are you only arriving now?"
Then, the other person took her hand.
“There are seats in the back, let’s go sit down.” He didn’t give Song Jinhuan a chance to refuse and led her directly to the last row.
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