The town was out of human control, but the fragrance in the air lingered for a long time.
A pink dust floated down from the sky, tiny but ubiquitous, entering people's bodies through their breath.
This strange dust foam lasted silently for half an hour.
Game day nine, afternoon.
A burst of rapid coughing was heard, and Fu Anan, who was lying on the side of the road, moved his fingers slightly, and then his eyes suddenly opened.
I felt dizzy suddenly and woke up suddenly.
She sat up and looked around, and everyone she saw was still unconscious.
There was a blazing fire in a hotel in the distance, and all kinds of paper flyers were blown all over the street by the wind. The cheerful music in my ears combined with the current scene seemed a little scary.
What’s even more terrifying is that she has Mr. Fu underneath her!
Fu Anan quickly sat up and turned over to check on Father Fu's current condition. She found that he was breathing smoothly and his heartbeat was strong, and she immediately relaxed a little.
Just fifty meters ahead of them, a car crashed into a billboard on the side of the road.
The bloodstains under the wheels extended all the way, and where the wheels passed, pedestrians who had fainted there were covered in blood, with no telling whether they were dead or alive.
The highway is not a safe place.
Fu Anan looked at the unconscious people around and decided to take Fu Yizhi to the hotel first.
The extremely quiet environment can easily make people feel uneasy. Regardless of whether there is danger or not, Fu Anan is extremely careful along the way.
When Fu Anan happened to meet one or two sober girls, she gave up the opportunity to contact them and chose to send Fu Dad back first.
The eighth floor of the hotel.
After struggling to get Mr. Fu up, Fu Anan saw Zhou Jingyou lying at her door.
After looking at him, he first sent Mr. Fu back to his room, then went out and dragged Zhou Jingyou to his own door.
After doing all this, Fu Anan was not in a hurry to go out, but stayed in the room for a while.
Most of the buildings in the town are not high, and the view looking down from the eighth floor is excellent.
The strange aroma appeared just at the height of the festival, and now thousands of people were lying in the streets in full view.
Someone else woke up.
No aggressive tendencies.
No weird behavior either.
The only strange thing is that all the people who woke up were women without exception.
Why didn't the man wake up
Fu Anan glanced at Mr. Fu lying on the bed and bit her fingers unconsciously.
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About half an hour later, dozens more people woke up. Fu Anan counted the increasing number of awake people outside and wrote down the numbers first.
She woke up around 10 a.m., and a while later, three or four other girls woke up.
If we divide the time period from 10 a.m. to 12 noon into a complete period, the number of people who wake up during this period is about 40.
From 12 noon to 1 o'clock, the number of people who woke up increased to about a hundred.
Between 1 and 2 p.m., about three to four hundred people woke up.
Between 2 and 3 p.m., the number of people awake reached seven or eight hundred.
From 3 to 4 p.m., everyone had organized themselves to rescue those who had been in the accident but were still alive, and the road gradually became busy and lively.
Fu Anan looked at the spire shape he had drawn. As time passed, more and more people woke up.
But without exception, all of them are women.
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At around 6pm, there was a knock on her door.
There were several women outside, and they breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Fu Anan awake inside.
"Great, there's someone awake on this floor!"
(End of this chapter)