Chapter 833 Music and Travel 9

Hearing Fu Anan's words, the person who was originally fighting was stunned.

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

Fu Anan dragged the influence and microphone into his car again and said coldly, "You still have 72 seconds."

Hearing this, people started to take action.

I don't know why, but there is an aura about her that is convincing.

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

They had 70% of their vehicles left, but people without cars shamelessly squeezed into other people's vehicles.

Come on, 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 is far away and the people are scattered, a small group of dozens or at most a hundred people usually park on the roadside. Of course, these people were controlled by Fu An'an's people.

When a group of people has one person who decides things, the group of people can easily become a group.

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

Until I met another big group.

This is the gas station in the middle of the journey.

A large number of vehicles were parked around the gas station in a radiating pattern.

They even piled up on the driveway, occupying a distance of nearly a hundred meters, leaving no gap. Want to pass?

Unless you get out of your car and climb over these dense car roofs.

The gas station supermarket was invaded, the windows were broken and the shelves were pulled out.

A large number of people were fighting in groups, and a small number of people sat on the roof of the car and ate gluttonously.

Fu Anan frowned, those own microphones.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing here? Are you unable to clear the level?"

"Clearance?"

The man sitting on the roof of the car looked at her, "There are really naive people who still want to pass the level."

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

His calm command at that time left a deep impression on her. He was smart, alert and quite friendly.

But at this time, his beard was unkempt, the remnants of the food were falling from his clothes, and his eyes were drooping. Looking at Fu Anan, it was as if he was watching a joke.

"So you're giving up?"

Fu Anan stood up, stepped on the black beetle, jumped from the roof of each car, and approached him, "If the game fails, the player will die in reality."

"Grass!"

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

“This is a game that doesn’t want us to live!

The first stage was not passed in five days.

What about the back?

Stage two, stage three, and even more stages.

How many five or ten days will this take?

There is no way we can beat this game, it just finds excuses to deliberately try to kill us. "

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

The man's roar came from the speaker through Fu Anan's microphone, allowing every player present to hear it clearly. This not only affects the players who are here originally, but also affects the group of players brought by Fu Anan.

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 within today?

The biggest result is not to repeat the cycle and return to the starting point again.

Even if they were lucky enough to discover the second stage, would the remaining day and a half really be enough to clear the level?