Cheng Shuang took a deep breath and walked quickly to the barbell bench press area, but then quietly stopped. Sun Han was lifting a 50-kilogram barbell, and she was afraid that if she went over now, it would affect his performance.
Du Lanshan stared intently at Sun Han, and when he noticed that Sun Han's expression was ferocious and painful, and his arms were trembling uncontrollably, he quickly stuffed a powder pill into his hand.
Previously, even the 40 kilograms he had never tried before, Sun Han had endured alone without relying on anything else. But Du Lanshan couldn't let him bear it, otherwise how could he continue with the next experience?
This was something the two had discussed beforehand, since it's difficult to even speak when you're arguing.
Fortunately, the long period of working together has made the convenience store partners more and more in sync.
After Sun Han finished his mission and was relieved of his burden, the little girl walked to their side. Du Lanshan was joking with him, saying that he had good potential and that he would increase his training volume when they returned to the rest station.
Sun Han rubbed his arm and chuckled wryly. When he turned his head and saw Cheng Shuang smiling at him, he quickly changed the subject, "How are you? Did you feel unwell after your nap?"
Cheng Shuang shook her head, considerately massaged Uncle Sun's arm, and then whispered her analysis to the two of them, including the matter of the graying sideburns of the man in the work pants.
Du Lanshan frowned. "I didn't look at them directly, so I really don't know if any of them have premature gray hair. The only thing I remember is that they are all very young."
Fortunately, the two men in overalls were some distance away, otherwise, if their words had reached their ears, it would have caused them trouble. Du Lanshan's attitude was more contemptuous than any emotional expression.
Du Lanshan wasn't really looking down on anyone. His thinking was more pragmatic. There was no need to waste his hostile energy on fellow defenders. They were already dealing with enough troubles. Why act rashly and kill each other?
Now those two guys in work clothes should know how powerful the gym is, and their arrogance will eventually subside!
Cheng Shuang was actually a little curious whether there were extremely simple projects they had experienced in the shopping mall, otherwise why would they be so confident?
But after thinking about it, she realized that she had misunderstood.
There are all sorts of birds in a big forest. This person is just overconfident and making a few sarcastic remarks. They are much better than those who try to survive by stepping on other defenders.
The little girl scratched her face, saw Sun Han and clicked her tongue. She knew even less about the two of them. She glanced at them and then stopped paying attention, bringing up the main topic, "The next project is bicycles. I'll test them out."
He took the pills at just the right time, and his depleted physical and mental strength was completely replenished overnight, so he didn't feel much at the moment.
"If it really is the equipment that's causing the problem, we can wear a rash guard over our quick-drying clothes to minimize skin contact!"
A rash guard isn't a diving suit and doesn't offer any protection against the cold, so it's very thin and light. Everyone in the convenience store has one; it's a product from Animal Planet, designed to protect people's or pets' skin from sunburn during water vacations. The designs are so cute and adorable that even though men buy them, they tend to bury them deep in the back of their drawers. Seeing one always gives me the same feeling as seeing a grown man wearing a tight little floral dress.
That's not impressive enough!
But when it comes to the crucial moment, life is naturally more important than self-esteem.
Du Lanshan couldn't get into the spinning bike area, so after Sun Han rested for a while, he and the two men in overalls arrived at the door of the small dark room one after the other.
The fourth activity for the men in cargo pants was supposed to be the multi-strength training machine, but they seemed to want to use upbeat music to perk themselves up, and since they had limited-access cards that allowed them to use the equipment freely, no instructor stopped them from entering the spinning room.
Of course, there were no coaches accompanying them to provide guidance.
Unlike Sun Han's side, where that fake coach would occasionally come over and chat with Du Lanshan for a bit, but Du Lanshan always politely brushed him off.
“Uncle Sun, you go up to the machine in the back. I’ll call out for you from outside the glass window,” Cheng Shuang said seriously. “Uncle Du, you go back and get some sleep. I’ll take care of things here.”
The young girl had arranged everything perfectly for the two of them. Du Lanshan was indeed a bit tired, so he stopped refusing. After confirming that there were no problems with the two people in front of him, he stretched and walked towards the lounge.
Inside the small, dark room, two men in overalls urged him on in a rough voice. Sun Han responded and went into the room, choosing the last bicycle.
The men in work clothes, having just witnessed the tragic death of their comrade and been deeply affected by the difficulty of the subsequent projects, were dejected and listless. Even after glancing at Sun Han, who was wearing rubber gloves, they didn't say anything offensive, a stark contrast to their previous arrogance and conceit.
On the contrary, Sun Han was observing them from behind. The white-haired man's hair on the top of his head was as black as ink, and his hair was flat and spiky, with each strand distinct, unlike the messy white hair mixed in with the hair of a premature gray-haired man.
Looking at him from the side and back, there were some fine lines around his eyes and eyebrows, and he didn't seem to be that young, as Du Lanshan had said.
Du Lanshan wouldn't have misremembered their ages, so just as Cheng Shuang guessed, without timely replenishment, their physical and mental strength would be worn down to a certain extent, and their vitality would begin to wane.
Like a new world emerging from its cocoon, it faces remarkably similar circumstances.
The wanderers' motives are very simple: they always seek human life.
Well, not entirely. This place of death, named 'Fantasy Adventure Night', is a gateway to reincarnation. Besides taking lives, the wanderers also love to make money...
Sun Han was familiar with the routines of stationary bikes, so when his feet slid through the mud and sand, he wasn't surprised at all. He was only focused on the rhythmic beats created by Cheng's hands clapping together outside the glass window.
The man in overalls ahead encountered a minor mishap; for some reason, the man with graying temples was descending faster. Upon noticing this, the already short-tempered man angrily cursed. His violent outburst startled his companion, who tried to intervene but couldn't, especially since he himself was exhausted and had no energy to console the other man.
Wearing non-slip rubber gloves, Sun Han gripped the handlebars somewhat awkwardly, but felt incredibly safe. Therefore, while the man's loud roars and curses disrupted the music's rhythm, they weren't enough to affect his composure.
Especially with the little girl outside the glass window providing silent yet active support, every slap became his motivation.
By the time the first wave of music ended, the man in overalls with graying temples was half-submerged in the mud. At that point, he was too weak to even climb out, let alone curse.
His companion, equally exhausted, slumped on the stationary bike. He turned to look at him, his voice hoarse and weak, and said, "Brother Xiong, calm down. Xinzi's death is something none of us expected. The important thing now is to survive. Hurry up and get out!"
He offered this advice, but when the other person ignored him, he pursed his lips, his legs went weak, and he tried to get off the bus, but his foot stepped into the mud and half of his leg sank in.
He was so frightened that he withdrew his feet and abandoned the idea of checking on Xiong Ge's condition.
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