Chapter 827 Music and Travel 2

They only had two and a half hours before the game.

Fu An'an hurriedly chose the good things, went over half an hour in advance and waited.

Because she came early, she occupied the fourth row.

This is a highway with four tracks, and each track has one car. If you can't fit it, you will naturally go to the back row. Regardless of the fact that she is already in the fourth row, looking back at the long traffic flow, this position is already considered a good one.

The game time is coming.

After a rapid horn sound, the road to the stadium was closed.

A figure in a large puppet headgear appears, holding a flare gun and microphone.

"Dear viewers and competitors, welcome to the road race in De Mana.

There were 1,000 pre-participants in the 2109th road race, and 989 actually participated. Competitors who do not arrive at the competition venue within the stipulated time are automatically eliminated. "

That is to say, among the contestants, 11 people did not arrive on time.

Just as I was thinking, a shout came from the outside, "Wait! I was just a second behind!"

The puppet hooded man turned his head and looked over, and there was a weird smiling face on the funny road hooded hood, "If you're half a second late, you're late."

When the voice fell, the man disappeared.

Disappeared with him were ten other people who did not catch up.

In the eyes of the surrounding NPCs, Fu Anan frowned and clenched the steering wheel.

"Okay, my dear racers, next please listen to the rules of road racing.

This round of competition will end at 14:30 seven days later, and the winner will be the one who reaches the end of the road within the specified time.

An interesting road block is ahead, let's run! "

boom--

The race signal sounded, and the cars in the first row rushed out.

Next is the second row.

third row.

Soon it was the turn of the fourth row.

Fu An'an stepped on the accelerator and quickly followed the vehicle in front.

Surrounded by the cheers of the audience, the headgear host's amplified microphone spread far and loudly,

"As we all know, more than 2,000 road races have been held, and nearly 70% of the participants lost their way, 30% of the participants did not arrive on time, and less than 1% won.

So how will our 2109th contestants perform? let us wait and see! "

Lost, the winner is less than one percent.

Fu Anan frowned slightly when she heard that, and bit the car in front of her to death, and at the same time the car behind her also bit her rear.

Half an hour later, they were out of town.

The road is on a flat dirt field, and there is a road sign on it - "Section 1 of the track."

Fu Anan glanced at the words on it, and then continued driving.

Two hours later they met the gas station.

At the beginning of the track, for the sake of fairness, the racers were not allowed to bring gasoline into the car without permission, but their cars were all filled with gasoline.

Two hours later, there was still 60% gasoline left.

There should be a gas station ahead, but if she stops, there will be a lot of cars rushing in front of her. It is easy to get out, but it is absolutely difficult to get in.

Seeing the vehicle in front rushing forward without hesitation, Fu Anan chose the same way as them.

Most of the vehicles behind are the same choice.

After driving for 4 hours, they still had 10% gasoline left, and finally saw another gas station.

Appears when the gasoline is running out, and it appears just right!

At this time, the first row stopped, and they went to the back to stop and discuss with the second row.

Fu Anan watched them chat for a few minutes, and then the first row went to refuel, and the second row of vehicles stopped on the road.

Do the same for the second row to the third row.

Soon the people in the third row came over and it was their turn.