Upon hearing this, everyone took out their cell phones.
None of them work.
It shows that it is already after 12 o'clock in the morning.
After traveling all night, many people were too tired to stand up. Half an hour later, snoring sounds were heard one after another, and many people fell asleep.
Fu Anan sat a little further away from the fire, watching the swaying flames. She leaned against a pillar, unable to sleep, and then looked at the props she had obtained.
It just so happened that the cloth shoes on her feet had already gotten wet, so she changed into the prop shoes for the game.
The prop shoes were no different from ordinary sneakers. Looking closely in the light of the fire, she saw a small wing sticking out from the outside of the shoes, which looked childish, like the shoes worn by children. The moment she put them on, the dampness disappeared, and they were extremely dry and comfortable, and as light as feathers. If everyone wasn't asleep, she would especially like to try what it felt like to increase her speed by 20%.
The other props on display could not be used, so Fu Anan took a fancy to the game manager that had no functions written on it.
This is the same as Xiao Ai and Sheri, just shout in your mind and it will come out.
[Wow, Kaka, Kaka! Dear master, you finally thought of this system! The senior game manager will serve you wholeheartedly! ]
A cheering voice rang out.
As a sub-sub-subsystem that exists for rewards, there is nothing more joyful than returning to the master's side!
Especially the system that was almost formatted.
"What is your role?"
After meeting again after a long separation, Fu Anan, who had no relevant memory, asked very pragmatically.
This time, the system was questioned.
Its original name was "High-level Butler", but now the master's ability has been sealed, and you can tell from the name change, [I can... accompany you in every lonely moment. ]
"Can you help me find my previous memories?"
[Sorry, we can’t.]
It is not only a housekeeper who has returned to the arms of its master, it is also a spy housekeeper. The mother system is worried about Fu Anan, so it brought it back from the destruction line, with the focus on checking the behavior of the master. Once the master recovers his memory, he will be informed of the mother system.
It doesn't want to be like this, but it is under the threat of suppression and destruction.
Guilt, self-blame, fear, and a little anger.
The senior ability steward... No, it should be the senior game steward who never thought that he was just a string of data, but his inner emotional world could be so rich.
"Does that mean you don't know anything?"
Fu Anan was a little dumbfounded after hearing this, "Then... you go back, I want to change to someone useful."
[Don’t!]
If it is sent back, it will really be formatted!
As a sub-sub-subsystem with advanced intelligence, after being nearly destroyed once again, its desire to survive has never been stronger.
[I brought you something good!]
The advanced game system emitted a beam of light, and a small information cube appeared out of thin air, "This is what I saved for you when it was about to be destroyed.]
This information cube has no sense of weight at all, and the workmanship and details are exactly the same as the large information cube.
And then... she got two useless things.
##
Day 2 of the game
The rain outside finally stopped, but a thick fog rose in the woods.
The driver is one of them.
Thinking of the landslide last night, where he was the hardest hit, everyone wiped their faces. At that time, everyone was afraid of being buried alive by the mudslide, and there was no time to check if there were other people in the car.
There are still 26 people in the temple now, which means that besides him, there are 3 people missing outside.
Now these people are divided into three factions.
One group thought that since there were so many of us, we should go back and look for them;
One group thinks that we should leave this dangerous place first;
Another group thought that the fog outside was too thick, so they waited and saw if there would be any rescue.
More than 20 people remained in a stalemate.
Among the three missing people, some were relatives, friends, or family members of a certain passenger, and then four or five people organized themselves and prepared to climb the mountain.
Of course, more people want to leave this damn place.
Even though the fog outside was thick, they were unwilling to stay in this hellish place. At least half of the people stood up and prepared to leave, while looking at the remaining few who were prepared to stay here.
Do so many people want to leave
It's foggy outside now. Just to be on the safe side, it would be best for players to stay inside.
Did you choose to leave in order to hide your identity as a player
Should she stand up or sit down now
Fu Anan frowned slightly, struggling for a long time, but in the end she didn't stand up.
never mind.
There are players in the team that wants to go out, and there may also be NPCs in the team that wants to wait for rescue, which only increases the degree of suspicion.
She made it right again, avoiding the leader's sight.
"Forget it, if you want to stay, just stay here. When we get out and get rescued, we'll call the police and get someone to rescue you."
After that, a large group of people left.
With visibility less than five meters, their figures quickly disappeared.
What about the rest
Everyone sits in their seats and does what they are supposed to do.
##
It's the second day.
Fu Anan finally opened the woven bag she had carried with her all the way.
This large-capacity woven pocket can hold a lot of things. Fu Anan opened it and saw a bag of walnuts, a bag of dates, eight pancakes, and a very old army green military water bottle. Below were all kinds of clothes, but unfortunately they were all wet and soaked with mud from the outside of the bag. There was also a small shovel like the ones used on the construction site, which made people think of the construction workers wearing safety helmets, pushing carts, and working hard under the sun.
The kettle has a large capacity.
The pancake is a bit like baked naan, dry, thick, and big, and it tastes salty in the mouth.
Whether it's walnuts or dates, they are all packed in plastic bags, each weighing about five or six pounds, which is quite affordable for country folk.
Besides her, everyone else also brought some food.
Fu Anan looked at the rest of the people. Many of them were carrying backpacks and secretly counting the food they had on them. The fattest among them was probably the only family with a child. The child's parents were with them. When they came down, they carried a suitcase. The old lady behind them was also carrying a super large backpack. There were a lot of snacks for the children in the suitcase, and the old lady was carrying a lot of milk powder.
This reserve of supplies is extremely eye-catching, no wonder they are unwilling to take risks.
Fu Anan withdrew his gaze, ate, and occasionally flipped through his phone to check the time.
At 11 o'clock in the morning, the thick fog had not yet dissipated. Outside the temple, footsteps and shouts were heard.
I rolled off the bed last night and broke the small table and glasses. It's very uncomfortable to type without glasses, ah~
Good night everyone.
(End of this chapter)