Bai Youwei blinked, "Then what should I do?"
Shen Mo said: "Their gasoline should be collected from abandoned vehicles in the urban area. We can go to the game area to find vehicles. There are no residents nearby who dare to approach, so we should be able to collect a lot."
"Well." Bai Youwei nodded, "You can also play games by the way~"
Shen Mo gave her a sideways look: "Why, are you addicted?"
Bai Youwei spread her hands: "No way, to change the puzzle, you have to have props, and if you want props, you have to play games. After all, I am also trying to save all mankind~"
Shen Mo felt amused, and pinched the tender flesh on her face, "That person was right just now, your mouth..."
Bai Youwei was unhappy and slapped his hand away and complained: "Brother, can you change the position of your hands and feet, your face has been pinched loose by you!"
Shen Mo was stunned.
The chatter on the side nodded frankly: "I also think that Brother Mo has been doing something to Weiwei recently."
"What..." Shen Mo touched his nose.
…
They are chatting on this side, but they don't know that people on the other side are talking about them.
The black, fat and sturdy uncle walked back with two barrels of gasoline, complaining as he walked, "That stinky girl just scolded people too hard. I have never been scolded like this before."
"Qingwen, why did you stop me just now?" The woman in red was also dissatisfied, "We may not lose if we really start."
"What if you win?" Yan Qingwen glanced at them casually, "What good is wasting props and physical strength on these people? Don't forget, it's not safe around here, we may enter the game at any time, not to mention …”
He paused and looked back at the fog in the distance.
"What's more, if they enter the maze, they may not come out alive."
The woman in red sneered: "Yes, there is no need to waste time on dying people."
"Oh, hurry up and go." The fat uncle said irritably, "It's too late to go back, Li Li has to talk again, annoying!"
"Ever since he met that Zhu Shu, he hasn't been sober."
"Okay, don't say a few words when you go back."
"… "
…
Because of a dispute at the crossroads, the time for Shen Mo and the others to enter the fog was delayed for a while.
At 2:30, they came to the edge of the fog, and finally checked their luggage and prepared to enter the fog.
At this time, the little boy in the morning came.
Out of breath, he came running with a heavy backpack on his back.
He wiped the sweat from his face, stared at Bai Youwei with round black eyes, and asked, "Do you still count what you said in the morning?"
"Counting..." Bai Youwei looked at him up and down, her eyes fell on some bruises, and she questioned, "But, are you sure that you can enter the maze in this state?"
He had many bruises on his body, as if he had been beaten.
The little boy shook his head: "I'm fine."
Shen Mo also reminded him: "After entering, we will help you, but when danger occurs, we may not care about you."
"I understand." The little boy weighed the schoolbag behind him and said, "I will try to run as fast as possible."
Shen Mo glanced at him one last time and said no more, he pushed up the wheelchair and said, "Let's go then."
They continued to walk deep into the mist.
Teacher Cheng fell behind and patted the child's schoolbag lightly, "Shen Shen? Let me get it for you."
"...No, I can carry it on my back." The little boy replied in a muffled voice, "Thank you."
Talking and laughing quickly, he picked up the bag with one hand, "Let me take it, you are a little kid, the schoolbag is so heavy, why do you run a lot when you run for your life? ... Hey, what is this?"
When carrying the schoolbag, his fingers hooked up a string around the little boy's neck and pulled it up slightly to reveal the whistle on his neckline.
"No, nothing..." The little boy hurriedly stuffed the whistle back, hesitatingly said, "Whatever you bring, maybe it will be useful..."