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Bai Youwei blinked, “What should we do then?”
Shen MO replied, “Their gasoline, it must have been collected from the abandoned cars in the city. We can look for these cars in the game area, no residents dare approach there, so we should be able to collect quite a bit.” “Hmm.” Bai Youwei nodded, “And we can also play games at the same time-”
Shen MO glanced at her, “You’re addicted, aren’t you?”
Bai Youwei shrugged, “No way around it; we need puzzles and to get them we need props, and to get props we need to play games. In the end, I’m doing this all for humanity’s salvation-”
Shen MO was amused and pinched her cheek, “Just as that man said, you and your mouth…”
Bai Youwei was displeased, she brushed off his hand and complained, “Brother, can you pick another place to touch, my face is getting loose because of your pinching!”
Tan Xiao, standing aside, nodded straightforwardly, “I’ve noticed the same. MO, you’ve been touching Weiwei a lot lately.”
“Have 1…?” Shen MO touched his own nose.
While they were chattering, they were unaware that others were discussing them in another place.
A chunky, stout uncle carrying two buckets of gasoline walked back, complaining as he went, “That damned girl cursed too harshly, I’ve never been cursed like that before.’
“Qingwen, why did you stop us?” The redhead woman was also dissatisfied, “We could have won if we fought.”
“And then what?” Yan Qingwen looked at them indifferently, “Wasting resources and stamina on these people, what’s the advantage for us? Don’t forget, it’s not safe here. We might enter the game any moment, besides…”
He paused, looking back at the distant mist.
“Besides, they entered the maze, so they might not come out alive.”
The redhead woman sneered, “That’s true, no need to waste time on people who are about to die.”
“Let’s just go.” The chubby uncle was irritated, “If we don’t hurry back, Li Li will start nagging, it’s annoying! ”
“Ever since he met Zhu Shu, he’s never had a sober moment.”
“Enough, let’s say less when we get back.”
A dispute at the crossroads delayed their entry into the mist for a while.
At half past two, they arrived at the edge of the mist, confirmed the items in their bags one last time, and prepared to enter the mist.
At this moment, the boy from the morning arrived.
He arrived panting and carrying a heavy backpack.
He wiped the sweat off his face, his round eyes staring at Bai Youwei, he asked,
“Does your promise from this morning still stand?”
“It stands…” Bai Youwei looked him up and down, her eyes landing on a few bruised patches, she asked in doubt, “But, are you sure you can enter the maze in your condition?”
There were quite a lot of injuries on his body, as if he had just been beaten up.
The little boy shook his head: “I’m okay.”
Shen MO also warned him, “After we go in, we will help you, but when danger comes, we might not necessarily be able to look out for you.”
“I understand.” The little boy hoisted his backpack up higher on his shoulders, saying, “I will try to run as fast as I can.”
Shen MO gave him a final glance, not saying anymore; he pushed his wheelchair forward, saying, “Let’s go then.”
They continued deeper into the mist.
Mr. Cheng fell behind and lightly patted the boy’s bag, “It’s heavy, isn’t it? Let me carry it for you.”
“…No need, I can carry it.” The little boy responded in a muffled voice, “Thank you.”
Tan Xiao, quick with his hand, grabbed the bag with one hand, “I’ll carry it. You’re just a little kid, the bag is so heavy. How will you run when it’s time to escape? …Hey, what’s this?”
When he picked up the bag, his fingers hooked a thin string around the little boy’s neck. He pulled it slightly, revealing a whistle tucked inside the boy’s collar.
“N-No… nothing…” The boy hastily stuffed the whistle back in, stammering,
“Just brought it along, might be useful….”