There is the talisman-catching team in front and these people in the back.
Since everyone is like this, she will not be polite.
Fu Anan took a half step back with his right leg, and his whole body was ready to attack.
As the saying goes, he who strikes first wins.
Twenty people in total.
She silently analyzed their positions in her mind and rushed towards the fattest one among them.
“Here it comes!”
The leading man shouted, clenched his fists, and punched Fu Anan.
The next second, Fu Anan dodged his attack nimbly and clasped his chin tightly with his palm.
Click—
A crisp sound was heard, and the head of the big and strong man shifted and fell heavily to the ground.
I can’t even take one move!
People around were shocked, and many timid players even took a step back. Is this the strength of an S-level player
Powerful, and ruthless, which is totally inconsistent with his appearance.
The remaining twenty or so people looked at each other, then shouted and rushed towards her. Then, they were pressed to the ground by Fu Anan.
Those who run first die fastest.
The remaining players realized that they were no match for Fu Anan and turned around and tried to escape.
But how could she give these people a chance to escape? All of them fell on the barren mud, leaving only the last thin young man with glasses. As he ran away, his legs and feet became weak, and he trembled and begged for mercy, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Please let me go."
Since ancient times, being kind to your enemies is being cruel to yourself.
Fu Anan was breathing heavily. His face was swollen from the injuries he had just suffered in the fight.
She squinted her bruised eye and slowly approached him, crushing his fallen glasses with one foot...
Ten minutes
All the ordinary players surrounding her turned into corpses.
When these players died, their supplies also belonged to them completely. There were no bags or backpacks in the game, and Fu Anan took away their supplies as quickly as possible.
A total of forty-one compressed biscuits and sixty-six bottles of mineral water.
This amount is enough for her to get to the end of the game.
Fu Anan found a few shoelaces from the dead players, then stripped off the fattest man's clothes, tied the bottom of his T-shirt tightly with a rope, and then took another rope to connect the sleeves on both sides with the rope.
A super simple shoulder bag made from clothes is ready.
Fu Anan put the bag into the space and quickly left the place.
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The duration of a whole T2 is 4 hours.
This period of time is far less long than T1, but it is definitely more thrilling than T2.
Fu Anan encountered more than two groups of players along the way. Although he managed to get through them all safely, he also suffered a lot of injuries.
The bruises all over her body brought about intense dull pain. She had no major injuries, but the minor ones were excruciating. Plus, the four hours of intense exercise had consumed her energy greatly.
Until the transparent notification box appears, the T2 time is reset to zero.
The bell representing the T2 time sounds, and the game prompt is immediately displayed.
Fu Anan lost no time and ran as far away from the place where his position was exposed at the last moment of T2 as possible.
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The scenery around was similar, and Fu Anan didn't know where he was running to.
Anyway, I ran until I was exhausted, so I guess it must be very far.
Fu Anan collapsed on the ground, breathing rapidly due to fatigue. She reached into the bag she made, took out the food she had gotten before T2 ended, and stuffed a few mouthfuls into her mouth.
(End of this chapter)