Time kept passing until it was the 202nd day of the game, twelve o'clock at midnight.

The game also rang the bell very appropriately, and it reverberated in the hearts of all players one by one.

All the players' hearts are raised to the throat eyes.

Which side will the balance of victory tilt toward in this multiple-choice question?

No one can know.

Now we can only nervously wait for the game organizers to announce the answer.

Except for Nanxing, she was very calm, and was driving the plane to find peace and longevity.

No matter what the result is, Nanxing can accept it calmly.

She's done her best.

Now it's up to Destiny.

If he loses, Nanxing will make up his mind to rely on the Seven Star Organization.

Tang Xiying was either Lin You, or the boss of the Seven Star Organization she had never seen.

Everybody believes.

Nanxing has this confidence.

[Voting time ends.] 】

[Now announce the voting results for players, the voting results are as follows:]

[The number of players who chose not to increase the difficulty of the game is 2,364.] 】

[The number of players who chose to increase the difficulty of the game is 1372.] 】

Nanxing frowned.

What's going on?

How can there be so many players left?

Tang Xiying doesn't do anything?

According to Nanxing's estimates, the number of players will drop to at least three or five hundred, if not below a hundred.

There are still more than 1,000 people.

There must be something wrong with that.

There are traitors.

There must be traitors.

Nanxing's face became very bad, excessive, really too much.

As a player, he didn't even unite and acted as a traitor.

Standing on the moral high ground, Nanxing pointed at those [traitors].

Suddenly, Nanxing seemed to remember something.

[System, what is the remaining number of aborigines?] 】

Nanxing immediately asked.

【Inquiry——】

[After the inquiry, the remaining number of inhabitants of the world is 15,274.] 】

She said.

How could there be so many players left.

There is definitely a group of people who are hiding.

There are aborigines, and there are players.

I just don't know where.

Nanxing pondered as he flew towards the cruise ship's docking point.

In the darkness of the night, an airplane is so conspicuous.

Previously patronizing the matter of voting and zombies, players and survivors did not care about the South Star.

Now that the dust has settled, they are distracted and naturally focus on the plane.

Those who dare to fly planes at this time will definitely not be ordinary characters.

This means that it is a big fat sheep.

"Do you want to do it?"

In a wood, a group of players who had just landed on the island were staring at the unusually conspicuous plane in the sky.

If you dare to be so arrogant, you must have something to rely on in your hands.

"! Why not! ”

A player with grudge in his teeth.

They are from the country of Ylan, and they are also the top existence among the players of the country of Ylang.

As a result, after going to the island, he first encountered an education from the Seven Star Organization, and then he was beaten by zombies.

It's also very unlucky.

I don't know what kind of luck it was, it was so bad.

This group of players is holding back the fire in their stomachs and has nowhere to spill it.

Nanxing hit the muzzle of the gun.

As the top existence among the players in the Ylang Country, they also have their own pride and self-confidence.

Because of the Seven Star Organization, they rushed to the island, and then encountered a robbery, and this group of players was poor to death.

In various countries, some survivors know about the existence of space, and some don't.

The survivors who knew naturally set their sights on the new players on the island.

Not only this group of players, but many new players on the island have been robbed by the survivors of the Quiet Realm.

Survivors don't need to worry about voting, they just need to concentrate on hunting players.

Beware of zombies at the same time.

They have also paid a lot for the sharp decline in the number of humans on the island.

This group of players can be said to have reached the point of exhaustion.

In addition, they have not heard of Nanxing's reputation at all, so they are now eyeing Nanxing.

"Keep up!"

The leader made a quick decision, and under the cover of the night and the sound of the plane, he immediately drove the car to follow Nanxing's plane.

For all this, Nanxing knows it well.

It's not just a group of people who are eyeing her.

Nanxing looked at the dense green dots on the radar that followed closely the plane, revealing a big smile.

It's time to get to work.

It's a pity that there is no gasoline on this prop, otherwise, Nanxing would have killed them directly.

Now it seems that they still have to take them to the cruise ship.

Nanxing sped up, and when she got to the cruise ship, it was her territory.

Those access control Canans are still there.

The zombies on the cruise ship should not be dead, plus Ping An and Changsheng are over there, it is estimated that there will be a lot of zombies.

Nanxing glanced at the remaining potion and continued to spray without hesitation.

This is a small gift from her to these kinds.

"Not good! The plane started spraying potions again! ”

The faces of the players and survivors following the plane suddenly changed, and an emergency brake came.

This immediately revealed their whereabouts.

Exposed to the eyes of competitors who are also following behind Nanxing.

All of a sudden, a struggle broke out.

This movement is not small, Nanxing raised his eyebrows, ignored it, and concentrated on returning to the sinking point of the cruise ship.

Neither the player nor the survivor has a lethal weapon in their hands, and Nanxing doesn't have anything to worry about.

Unless the Seven Star Organization, or the official forces that have entered the Quiet Realm, make a move.

However, they should also have certain limitations.

Nanxing is also not sure, just be careful.

Found a flat open space, and the plane landed.

The loud sound attracted the zombies around him, and Nanxing quickly switched the plane to RV mode and stepped on the bottom of the accelerator.

The three fools of the wolf clan in the car began to howl incessantly, and their screams sounded a little trembling.

Including the obscene monkey, too, huddled under the cab seat, not daring to make a sound at all.

Nanxing glanced at the radar, as well as the monitor.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

Then there was only one possibility, there were far more zombies here than she could see.

Gotta leave as soon as possible!

Nanxing's eyes quickly swept over the radar, selected a direction, and immediately went on a rampage, knocking zombies one after another into the air.

The fresh blood on the RV was gradually covered in black stained blood.

Nanxing observed his surroundings, a smooth road, with no buildings or other hiding places.

Why are these four so scared?

Let her think about it, what was this place in the first place?

Nanxing's head was running rapidly, and the plains were plain......

Ah——!h

She remembered!

It seems to be a breeding center.

But what exactly it is, Nanxing really doesn't have any impression.

But soon, she'll find out what she's raising here.