The town has lost its grip, and the scent of the air lingers for a long time.

A pink dust foam floated down from the sky, tiny and ubiquitous. Follow people's breath and enter the body.

This strange dust foam remained silent for half an hour.

Game 9 day, afternoon.

A rapid cough sounded, and Fu An'an, who was lying on the side of the road, moved his fingers slightly, and then his eyes opened suddenly.

I was caught off guard, and my awakening was sudden.

She sat up and looked around, and everyone was still unconscious.

In the distance, the hotel is burning with fire, all kinds of paper leaflets are blown down the street with the wind, and the cheerful music in the ears matches the current scene, which looks a little scary.

What's even more terrifying is that she is pressed against Dad Fu under her!

Fu Anan hurriedly sat up and turned over to check Father Fu's current situation. I noticed that he was breathing smoothly and his heart was beating strongly, and he suddenly relaxed a little.

And only fifty meters in front of them, a car crashed into a billboard on the side of the road.

The bloodstain under the wheels stretched all the way, and where it passed, the pedestrians who had just fainted were blurred with blood and flesh, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

It's not a safe place on the road.

Fu Anan looked at the unconscious people everywhere and decided to take Fu Yizhi to the hotel first.

The exceptionally quiet environment is easy to make people feel uneasy, and whether there is danger or not, Fu An'an is extremely careful along the way.

happened to meet one or two sober girls, Fu Anan also gave up the opportunity to contact them, and chose to send Father Fu back first.

8th floor of the hotel.

After wasting all his strength to get Father Fu up, Fu Anan saw that Zhou Jingyou actually fell at her door.

glanced at him, sent Father Fu back to the room first, and then went out to drag Zhou Jingyou to his own door.

After doing all this, Fu An'an was in a hurry to go out and stayed in the room for a while.

Most of the floors in the town are not high, and the view from the eighth floor is excellent.

The strange aroma appeared at the height of the festival, and as a result, thousands of people are now pouring down the streets in full view.

Someone woke up again.

Fu An'an looked at the girl who was slowly getting up under the street downstairs, she observed for ten minutes, this was the sixth or seventh person to wake up.

There are no offensive tendencies.

There is no weird behavior either.

The only strange thing is probably that the people who wake up are all women without exception.

Why didn't the man wake up?

Fu Anan glanced at Father Fu lying on the bed, and unconsciously bit his fingers.

——

About half an hour later, dozens more people woke up, Fu An'an counted the more and more awake people outside, and wrote down these numbers first.

She woke up about 10 a.m., and after a while, three or four more girls woke up.

From 10 a.m. to 12 a.m., the number of people who woke up during this time was about 40.

From 12 noon to 1 o'clock, the number of people who woke up increased to about 100.

Between 1 and 2 p.m., there were about three or four hundred people who woke up.

From 2 to 3 p.m., the number of people who woke up reached seven or eight hundred.

From 3 to 4 p.m., everyone had already organized to rescue those who had been in the accident but were still alive, and the road gradually became lively and busy.

Fu An'an looked at the spire figure he had drawn, and as time went by, more and more people woke up.

But without exception, all of them are women.

——

Around 6 p.m., there was a knock on her door.

There were a few women outside, and Fu An'an breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Fu An'an awake inside.

"Great, there's awake people on this floor!"