Only Mary was a radical, suspecting the broadcast was a hoax. But with three to two roommates advocating for going to see what was going on, she reluctantly followed along, stomping her foot: "If anything happens, don't blame me for being the first to run away."
"No, it won't happen." Alice said confidently.
“You really are…” Mary wanted to say that she was too gentle and didn’t seem like a noblewoman like Alice at all, but Alice spoke with a heavy breath: “If there really is a problem, you can’t run away either, so there won’t be a situation where you run away first.”
Mary now really wants to abandon the two of them and run away.
Seeing that Mary was terrified by Alice, Cheng Zhu quickly acted as a peacemaker, comforting Mary: "Don't worry, if there's any danger, you should run first. I will do my best to protect you."
Whether it's the chance to revive or the green talent, Chengzhu has many trump cards and there's nothing too worrying about.
Mary looked at Cheng Zhu with a complex and eager gaze.
The ten-minute journey wasn't far; the three of them had already spotted the stadium on the map of the North Campus of Slote High School. It covered a large area and was surrounded by barbed wire, with students gradually making their way inside.
Alice glanced at it and clicked her tongue: "There is definitely a problem."
"What's the problem?" Cheng Zhu asked quickly.
“This stadium is contaminated; many of the facilities inside are faulty.” Alice pointed to the track from outside. “Slot’s track is so narrow that you can’t see anyone else once you step on it. It has a special shielding mechanism to prevent runners from bumping into others. We bought this from our family back then, but now we can see everyone clearly.”
"What does this mean?" Mary asked, puzzled. "What else does the virus want to do to harm people?"
“According to the data, this runway is now connected to a meat processing plant.” Alice didn’t look at Mary, but looked directly at Cheng Zhu: “So, should we go and rescue them?”
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