Chapter 184 Maybe It Comes in Handy

Bai Youwei blinked, "What should we do?"

Shen Mo said: "Their gasoline should be collected from abandoned vehicles in the city. We can go to the game area to look for vehicles. No residents nearby dare to approach, so we should be able to collect a lot."

"Yeah." Bai Youwei nodded, "You can also play games~"

Shen Mo glanced sideways at her: "What, are you addicted?"

Bai Youwei spread her hands: "There is no way. If you want to change the puzzle, you have to have props. If you want props, you have to play games. After all, I also want to save all mankind~"

Shen Mo found it funny and pinched the tender flesh on her face, "That person just now was right. That mouth of yours..."

Bai Youwei was unhappy, slapping his hand away and complaining: "Brother, can you change the position of your hands and feet? Your face has been pinched loose!"

Shen Mo was slightly stunned.

The person chatting and laughing on the side nodded straightforwardly: "I also feel that Brother Mo has been making moves on Weiwei recently."

"Is there any..." Shen Mo touched his nose.

…

They were chatting here, but little did they know that people on the other side were talking about them.

The dark, fat and sturdy man walked back with two barrels of gasoline. As he walked, he complained: "That stinky girl just scolded me too harshly. 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 attack."

"So what if we win?" Yan Qingwen glanced at them indifferently, "Wasting props and energy on these people, what good does it do to us? Don't forget, this area is not safe, we may enter the game at any time, not to mention …”

He paused and looked back at the fog in the distance.

"Besides, 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 people who are dying."

"Oh, hurry up and leave." The fat uncle said irritably, "It's too late to go back, and Li Li has to talk about it again, annoying!"

"Ever since meeting that Zhu Shu, he has never been sober."

"Okay, don't say a few words when you get back."

"..."

…

Because of a dispute at the crossroads, Shen Mo and the others were delayed for a while before entering the fog.

At 2:30, they arrived at the edge of the fog, checked their bags one last time, and prepared to enter the fog.

At this time, the little boy from the morning came.

Panting, he ran over carrying a heavy backpack.

He wiped the sweat from his face, stared at Bai Youwei with his round black eyes, and asked, "Does what you said this morning still count now?"

"It counts..." Bai Youwei looked him up and down, her eyes falling on some bruises, and asked, "But are you sure you can enter the maze like this?"

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 take care of you."

"I understand." The little boy weighed the schoolbag on his back and said, "I will try to run as fast as possible."

Shen Mo looked at him one last time, said no more, pushed up the wheelchair and said, "Let's go then."

They continued walking deeper into the mist.

Teacher Cheng fell behind and patted the child's schoolbag gently, "Is it heavy? I'll help you get it."

"...No, I can carry it." The little boy replied in a muffled voice, "Thank you."

Talking and laughing, he picked up the bag with one hand and said, "I'd better take it. You're such a little kid. Your schoolbag is so heavy. How can you run so much when you're running for your life?... Hey, what is this?"

When carrying his schoolbag, he hooked up a string around the little boy's neck with his fingers and lifted it slightly, revealing the whistle on his collar.

"No, it's nothing..." The little boy hurriedly put the whistle back and faltered, "I just brought it with me, maybe it will come in handy..."

Why does the helmsman add 1 update and the alliance leader only adds 1 update? ...Because the writer didn't save the manuscript, he could only add more wretched comments (humble)