Chapter 32 Sailing Carnival 32
One kilometer is enough.
Zombies are dead bodies to put it bluntly. They can't swim, and it's hard for them to float here because their bodies are stiff. Even if one or two really float here, that is not enough evidence.
The last two days of sailing survival, they spent on rubber boats.
Supply of materials, water and other resources, in addition to the need for two people to take turns guarding, the survival of the last two days can be regarded as the easiest in the next twenty days.
Fu Anan gnawed off another apple, and threw the core into the sea with a snap.
Suddenly, there was a "di" sound in my ear, and a familiar font was formed in front of me—
[You have survived for 30 days, and this round of "Navigation Carnival" has successfully passed the level. You will earn 10 points and qualify as a participant. ]
What?
Fu Anan was about to ask Fu Yizhi next to him, when suddenly a white light flashed in front of him.
When she wakes up again, where is the sea, she is already working part-time in the supermarket.
Fu Anan looked at his left wrist, but there was nothing on it. The face is smooth, without any trace of being scratched by the iron sheet.
So she really had a dream? But that game was too real.
"An'an, someone is delivering the goods outside, go over and record it." The store manager's voice came, waking Fu An'an awake.
Fu Anan rubbed her forehead, and walked out with heavy steps.
The afternoon sun was very strong, stuffy and hot, and Fu Anan was sunk groggy.
A girl in a yellow dress walked by and bumped into a pile of cargo boxes on the ground. Fu Anan subconsciously turned around and looked over, and suddenly found that this person looked familiar—
"Sun...caiyan?"
The girl in the yellow skirt paused, turned slowly and glanced at Fu Anan, her eyes were empty and lifeless, and then continued to walk forward.
Seems to have some guidance, Sun Caiyan stopped at the intersection ahead. The next moment, a speeding truck came from the intersection, and only a violent collision sound was heard. The front of the truck was covered in blood, and under the wheels were crushed limbs. Her head was stuck in the gap in front of the vehicle, and the blood was mixed with white pulp.
Fu An'an's mind was blank at this time, looking at Sun Caiyan's fragmented body, watching the police and ambulance remove the body and clean up the scene. In a daze, I don't know how I got back to the rental room.
Almost nothing about this.
Fu Anan took a deep breath, so what happened just now was just a coincidence, right?
But it's also too coincidental.
Fu Anan was tossing and turning in bed.
Suddenly, the whole room dimmed, as if in a different world again, with familiar words floating in the air.
[Congratulations on your success in the first round of the game challenge. The second round of the game will start at 9:10 am three days later. ]
appeared again.
There is a string of small characters below this line of words.
[Name: Fu Anan
Number: 211136
Level: Level 1
Points: 10]
Ten seconds later, these words disappeared, and Fu Anan felt a burning pain on his wrist, and a string of numbers C211136 appeared on it.
"Beep!"
The phone next to it rang, and a software was automatically loaded on it. A solid black icon with the word "Survival" written underneath.
Fu Anan clicked on it, it was like an ordinary forum social networking site.
At the very top is a string of ever-changing numbers—
21066, 20037, 19980, 21068, 19802…
Fu Anan observed for a while, and found that it has been fluctuating at the number of 20,000.
What do these numbers mean?
(end of this chapter)