A thousand meters is enough.

Zombies are called corpses, they can't swim, and their whole bodies are stiff and they can't float here. Even if one or two do float here, that's not a good idea.

They spent the last two days of their survival in a rubber dinghy.

Supplies, water and other resources are sufficient, except for the need for two people to take turns to guard, the survival of the last two days can be regarded as the easiest in the next twenty days.

Fu An'an nibbled off another apple and snapped the core of the apple into the sea.

Suddenly, there was a "drop" sound in my ears, and a familiar font formed in front of me-

[You have survived for 30 days, and this round of "Sailing Carnival" has been successfully cleared.] You will receive 10 points and qualify as a participant. ]

What the?

Fu An'an just wanted to ask Fu Yizhi next to him, when suddenly a white light appeared in front of him.

When she woke up again, there was still the sea, and she was already working part-time in the supermarket.

Fu Anan looked at his left wrist, and there was nothing on it. The face was smooth, and there were no signs of being cut by pieces of iron.

So was it really her dream? But the game is too real.

"An An, someone is delivering goods from outside, you go over and record it." The store manager's voice came, waking Fu An'an up.

Fu Anan rubbed his forehead and walked out with some heavy steps.

The afternoon sun was very strong, stuffy and hot, and Fu Anan was drowsy.

Next to her, a girl in a yellow dress walked by and hit a cargo box piled on the ground. Fu Anan subconsciously turned around and looked over, and suddenly found that this person was a little familiar-

"Sun ...... Coloring? ”

The girl in the yellow dress paused, slowly turned to look at Fu An'an, her eyes were empty and blank, and then continued to walk forward.

As if there was some guidance, Sun Caiyan stopped at the intersection in front of him. The next moment, a speeding truck came from the intersection, and only a violent collision was heard. The front of the truck was covered in blood, the wheels were crushed and severed, and her head was stuck in the gap in front of the vehicle, blood mixed with white slurry.

Fu An'an's mind was blank at this time, looking at Sun Caiyan's fragmented corpse, watching the police and ambulance move the body away and clean up the scene. I don't know how I got back to the rental house.

Back at the rental house, Fu Anan began to look up content about survival games on the Internet.

There is almost no information on this.

Fu Anan took a deep breath, so what was just a coincidence just now, right?

But it's also too coincidental.

Fu An'an lay on the bed tossing and turning.

Suddenly, the whole room dimmed, as if it was in an otherworldly space, and the familiar words were suspended in mid-air.

[Congratulations on the success of the first round of the game, which will start at 9:10 AM in three days.] ]

Again.

There is also a string of small words below this line.

[Name: Fu An'an.]

ID: 211136

Level: Level 1

Points: 10]

Ten seconds later, the words disappeared, and Fu An'an felt a burning pain appear in his wrist, and a string of numbers appeared on it C211136.

"Didi!"

The phone that was placed next to it rang, and a piece of software was automatically loaded on it. A solid black icon with two words "Survival" written underneath.

Fu An'an clicked on, and it was like an ordinary forum social networking site.

At the very top is a string of ever-changing numbers –

21066、20037、19980、21068、19802……

Fu An'an observed for a while and found that it had been fluctuating at the number of 20,000.

What do these numbers mean?