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Wayne was wrong. And the wrong one couldn't be had.

Three months later. Wayne was already going crazy. No one communicates. There is no one's voice, and the music in the CD is just a few over and over again, and the tiger is not so interesting in Wayne's eyes.

Destruction. Incineration. Spoof. All of it doesn't make sense. Wayne already wanted to give up. Several times Wayne wanted to open the liaison of the anti-piercing game. Request a return. But they were all stopped by Wayne.

The road is far away. A car like a tractor. Makes Wayne even more irritable. Wayne has seen enough of the dilapidated landscape. Desolate. Barren. Dreariness. Dispirited. I don't have that feeling of running in the wind anymore. Now Wayne just wants to communicate with people. No matter who it is. It's hard to think about. How did that man stay alone in this world for so long?

Only the occasional antelope that shuttles through the road. It also made Wayne feel that life was a little surprising. Wayne was tired of having to carefully remove the liquefied gas cylinders from the car every day. Even Wayne was thinking. If the cylinder explodes. How nice that would be. Tired of always having to look for something to eat. Inside the can. The taste of preservatives. Disgusting Wayne. It's like the smell of the dead. If you can touch a dead man. That's good too. At least there is hope.

Wayne searched carefully. The man in front of him left a few words. This may be the pillar of Wayne's survival.

Wayne read over and over the words left by the man in front of him. It's like having a conversation with a friend. Feel the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of that person.

"Today. It was the first day of my trip to Germany. I set fire to another tall building to celebrate. I'm expecting someone to be able to see it. Maybe. I should have lit it at night. It's more like fireworks. Maybe someone will see me. I really shouldn't have just been hiding at home and reading books for the previous three years. So obese for me. I can't ride a bike for too many kilometers every day. My legs are worn out. It hurts. If anyone sees it. Please come to me." This is the second message Wayne has found.

"It wasn't that hard to drive. After I crashed five cars. Finally able to drive on the road. This stop is in Baoji. It feels really good to come out. I've finished reading all the books I brought out. I'll have to find some books to read at the next stop. If you come along. Please find me." Third message.

"It's cold. Finally arrived in Lanzhou. I'm thinking. Isn't it time to stop before winter arrives. Maybe here. The winter was better. On the road again next spring. I have a friend to discuss. It's really good." Fourth.

"Decadent for another half a year. It's probably May. I'm not counting the time. That doesn't make sense. The weather is starting to get a little hot. I set out on the journey again. Come to me. My friend." Fifth letter.

"Urumqi. Come on." Sixth.

"I'm waiting for you." Seventh.

"Come on." Eighth letter.

"The ninth.

"9999" 10th letter.

When Wayne got the tenth message. It has reached the far northwest of Xinjiang. Tacheng area. One Tree Village closest to the border. This is the alfalfa farming area. It is also a pastoral area. Because of the lack of natural predators. The sheep here have destroyed this place and no grass grows.

Wayne was already decadent by this time. Although it didn't take too long to come out of Xi'an. Repair cars on the road. Changing cars and the like was delayed for too long. It only took about half a year to get here. But that's what it means for Wayne. But it's incredibly long.

The first message has long been read by Wayne. These words are engraved in my own brain. along the way. Wayne has come up with all sorts of ways to combat boredom. What a book. Listen to Guo Degang's cross talk. Listen to music. As long as you can do something in the car. Wayne pretty much did it. Even with the generator on the car. Got a game console to play. But nothing he did could make Wayne overcome his desire to communicate with people.

Maybe the person in front of me is like me. Maybe it's because Wayne's life was too colorful. That's why Wayne can't stand this kind of life even more. Every time Wayne felt unbearable. Wayne took out these letters and took a look at them. At least I still have such a task myself. Maybe. He should be rescued. If you can't stand such loneliness. So. I'm afraid that person is even more unbearable. Don't know why. Wayne's sense of mission is even stronger. More I feel obligated to take that person to a place where there are people.

Before you reach the border. Wayne and Tiger had a beautiful meal of mutton. Ride in the car all day. Lack of exercise. Junk food. Wayne and Tiger have both gained weight again. The tiger who can finally have fun. Running around chasing the flock. Apparently. It was not affected by Wayne's autism. Recently, I have been eating and sleeping in a daze.

The anti-defense line has long been unable to see the appearance of the border line at this time. The original iron mesh. It has also been in disrepair and dilapidated. Inside the watchtower. The gun was thrown on the ground. The bullet is still intact. Of course. It's also rusty.

Wayne found traces of a shot. Here is the eleventh message. Just one word." Cool".

Looks like the guy in front of me is also bored playing with guns here. But Wayne wasn't in such a good mood. After all, firearms are for Wayne. And it's not very attractive.

Crossing the border. Wayne entered Kazakhstan. But I don't know why. It was supposed to go all the way west. Crossing the Caspian and Black Seas . Directions to Germany. The man in front of him went south.

After all, reaching Germany is not the ultimate goal of Wayne. Find that talent is. So Wayne also followed the canned bottles along the way. Continue driving south.

This way. From Kazakhstan. Passed through Afghanistan. Iraq. All the way to Egypt. Don't know why. The guy in front of me would have walked here. Sphinx in Egypt. He was also painted with a mustache by this person.

At this time. Wayne is already in this no-man's world. survived for a year. Could it be that the trip to Germany has changed. Wayne thought.

At this time. Wayne wanted it most. Maybe it's just seeing that person. Bring him back to the anti-piercing round. Then meet Alyssa. Tell her. Think about her yourself. This time. Wayne was always dreaming of it. That dream with Alyssa.

The man in front of him went south again. Entered Sudan. That's where Sudan dyes are produced. Of course. This is Wayne's only impression of the Sultan.

After entering Sudan. But Wayne knew. It's definitely the right thing to do this time. Because the latitude and longitude here is 12 degrees east longitude. 25 degrees north latitude. If you add the previous 9999, then this may be the instructions of the Prophet.

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