Gu Yu and I came to the outside of the sports center, I only opened a side door, and then exchanged for a trapping blood box.

The side door is as big as the security door of an ordinary house, and even if the zombies smell it, it is impossible to squeeze it all out of it.

It took longer, but I was the only player left for this round, and I could stand by the door and slowly break down the zombies.

Using Disintegration doesn't leave corpses blocking the doorway, which is more convenient than using my own abilities.

Gu Yu looked at the terminal for me, the live broadcast ended after Weng Changqing and those two people died, but the game in Minghe City did not end.

It wasn't until I killed all the zombies in the sports center that the game's inbox box prompted me to be the winner, and a bunch of gold bars fell out of thin air.

Gu Yu probably didn't expect the bonus to be distributed in such a simple and rude way, reaching out to catch a few, and the others fell to the ground.

I still have my spiritual power left, and the sea of consciousness that I have advanced to has not been depleted by the consumption of spiritual power for a long time.

It's just that I'm a little tired after standing for a long time, I bent down to pick up the gold bars on the ground, stuffed a few in Gu Yu's pocket, and put the rest in my pocket, and I have to share it with the people outside for a while.

The points I earned from killing zombies in Minghe City were all redeemed, and when I went out of the city, I was two places backwards on the points leaderboard.

Therefore, it is not unreasonable to say that interception is equal to open source, and the top ten players in the standings may all be models of frugality.

On the way out of the city, Gu Yu asked me if I thought it was strange why the bait had already come out and blew up the monitoring station.

"Of course it's strange, it's completely unnecessary to do this, and it may attract zombies."

"Since it's not to attract zombies, it's to destroy evidence."

Gu Yu's thoughts made my heart move, while I was searching for clues at the monitoring station, everyone else was resting in the room, and they didn't know what I was doing.

Or rather, they all treated me as gamers, and no one doubted that I was going to the station to look for clues that might have been missed.

However, this still does not explain why someone wanted to blow up the monitoring station, what he wanted to cover up, and what his identity was, we have no way of verifying, because the 'bait' that escaped was all fed to the man-eating birds, leaving no living mouth.

The evidence that supported this suspicion was the bombs, and I searched them one by one, removed all the bombs from the decoy, and then moved the explosives along with the bombs elsewhere.

If it was not premeditated, where did the explosives that blew up the monitoring station come from?

In fact, if you think about it from another angle, it is precisely because someone deliberately blew up the monitoring station that my guess is correct, and there is indeed some kind of secret hidden there.

The zombies in Minghe City were solved, but there was still a bunch of troubles gathered outside, and Gu Yu and I crossed the boundary between the edge of the city and found that there were fewer cars parked outside the city.

They didn't run when the zombies almost crossed the line, and now they left as soon as the game ended, presumably all gamblers who bet on Weng Changqing.

Fat Gates' car was still in place, but the first thing I noticed was the van parked in the front of the convoy, which looked just as described by the child's mother and had no license plates.

As my eyes fixed on it, the door of the van was pulled open from the inside, and two of the boys leaned out and waved at us.

When I saw the two of them, my heart was half relieved, and then I was completely relieved to see the child's mother stepping out of the car with a child in her arms.

The people I want to save are alive, and today is not in vain, so I took out the gold bars in my pocket and divided them among the foursome and the child's mother.

"Buda?" I asked the foursome as I divided the gold bars.

"At the fat man's." The boys didn't want to take the gold bars I handed over, so I stared at them and shoved them into their arms.

I don't have anywhere to get rice now, so I might as well pay cash and buy whatever they want.

After fulfilling the promise, I pulled Gu Yu to find Fat Gates, and just after taking two steps, Fat Gates got out of the car with Buda, and the two of them were able to get together, I was really surprised.

"What about the people who abstained?" We walked up to Fat Gates' car, and I swept my eyes to the vacated spaces on either side of the road.

"Gone, they all abstained, why are you staying~" Fat Gates's face was smiling like a flowering steamed bun, and he shook hands with Gu Yu very warmly.

Buda's wounds had been simply bandaged, and he was more excited than Fat Gates, and he almost burst into tears when he saw us.

This kind of excitement may have nothing to do with the depth of feelings, it is the love of 'life' itself, a kind of moving 'life'.

Gu Yu and I are alive and not perishing in the corpses, which may be a great inspiration to him.

"Huh? Why didn't you see your eighty-to-one cash cow? Seeing Fat Gates smiling like a flower, I wondered.

"He? They had already abstained from the vote, and the two had already left, saying that they were in a hurry to rush back to the camp for treatment. "Fat Gates looks like he doesn't mind the cash cow running away with long legs.

Two people? I thought about it, and there were indeed two people who came out to inquire about the news after I had cleared my way out of the city, and I was so happy that I didn't even look at what they looked like.

Fat Gates's eighty-to-one was easily let go by me, but he apparently didn't mind at all, and I asked him why.

"Well, because I'm betting on Weng Changqing to die." Fat Gates replied with a smile.

Everyone thought that the chairman of the association would protect Weng Changqing, at least save his life, and even Weng Changqing himself was convinced of this.

However, Fat Gates is betting that he will die today, and the odds of this bet are not only eighty to one, but one hundred to one.

"Do you have the ability to foresee?" I casually made a joke.

"It's really not, we rely on keen observation and anti-heaven calculation ability!" Fat Gates pointed to his head angrily, as if to say that a genius like him didn't need the ability to predict at all.

I thought it was funny and deliberately teased him: "Observation? Do you see that Weng Changqing has a bloody disaster today? ”

Fat Gates knew that I was teasing him, and then said: "Then the mountain man pinched his fingers and calculated, it is expected that this thief will die today!" ”

I suddenly said, "Oh... So eighty to one is just a façade. ”

Fat Gates hurriedly surrendered his hand: "Third sister, spare your life, the little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and you don't care about the villain." ”

This is tantamount to admitting in disguise that he used false information to cheat money, but I am curious how he calculated that Weng Changqing would die.

If he knew in advance that Weng Changqing would die today, then he scolded Huoyazi because he knew that his backer would fall, so he was full of confidence?

can mix well in the last days, there are very few innocent and simple people, I don't care if Fat Gates keeps a few eyes, I just want to know where he learned about Weng Changqing.

However, inside information is often the basis of a businessman like him, and if he is reluctant to disclose it, I can understand it.

"How do you know he's going to die today?" The person who asked this question was Gu Yu, and his attitude was not tough, as if he was just curious.

Fat Gates glanced at the cars that were still parked on either side of the road, then glanced at us and motioned for us to get in.

The warm air was on in the car, and we were freezing outside for a few hours, and only then did we feel cold, and we shivered immediately when it was hot and cold.

Fat Gates sat in the cab, Buda was in the co-pilot's seat, and Gu Yu and I were squeezed into the back seat.

"Why didn't they leave?" Closing the door, I asked, pointing to the cars parked on the side of the road.

"They go in and pick up the leaks for a while, and every time the game is over, there are always some zombies left in some corners." Fat Gates explained.

"Ah, I almost forgot, there are no zombies left, but a few living people are still inside."

A couple of players who abstained left their 'bait', and I only made a note of where they said at the time, and didn't get out of the way.

It must be the players who want to go in and pick up the leaks, and it is estimated that it will not be good for people to fall into their hands.

When Fat Gates saw that I was going to get out of the car, he hurriedly stopped: "Don't don't, don't let them go, just say a word, you can rest for a while." ”

Fat Gates finished speaking and took out a black box from the recess in the car door, with wires attached to the black box and a microphone at the other end.

When I was on a train, I met a salesman who sold towels, and this is what he used, standing in front of the carriage to introduce the goods.

Fat Gates turned on the switch on the black box, pressed the window, and shouted outside: "It's all gone, there's nothing left today." ”

Fat Gates can collect the player's gambling money, which shows that they have a certain degree of trust in him, who dares to give gold bars to strangers?

In case the game is over and he runs away, the person who bets will not be lost!

Sure enough, several cars on the side of the road heard his shouting, started their cars one after another, turned around and drove away from Minghe City.

"It's clean this time, let's go, I'll drive into town and pick up those unlucky guys." Fat Gates also started the car and took the initiative to undertake the rescue work.

"Wait." I saw that the child's mother and their car were still parked there, so I called Fat Gates.

The mother of the child had already carried the child back to the car, but the door was ajar, and the mother of the child could be seen sitting in the seat by the door.

Fat Gates slid the car out for a while, parked next to the van, I got out of the car and called the child's mother down, and we walked to the side of the road and parked a little further away from the van.

"The people at the monitoring station are all gone, what are your plans?" I asked softly.

There were also a few children in the van, whose parents were taken away by man-eating birds, and they certainly didn't survive, and although they survived today, their lives will only be more difficult in the future.

How to tell the children, I leave the decision to the child's mother.

She nodded, obviously understanding what I meant, and she looked at the foursome standing by the car door and said, "Let's go to their camp, and when the weather is warmer, we'll head south." ”

The foursome are actually players, and it's not surprising that they have their own camp, and it's a relatively safe choice to go with someone who drags their families.

It's hard to say what the situation is in the south, and I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but it's better to go to a warmer place than to stay in the north, where it's as cold as a year, and it's very dangerous for children to survive in such an environment.

I redeemed my points for some water, food and medicine for the moms to take with them, and it took them two or three days to drive back to the camp, during which time there was nowhere to replenish food and water on the road.

Fat Gates gave them a few guns, said goodbye to each other, and I watched the van leave, silently wishing them a safe journey in my heart.