Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 19 Pathfinder Team

Everyone was talking and was about to start arguing.

Bai Youwei quietly observed the man in glasses and saw that his eyebrows showed boredom and contempt. I guess this person was helpless. In order to survive, he had to count on these vulgar and selfish humans.

Bai Youwei turned her face and gave Shen Mo a look, as if she was saying: Look, I just said that these people are not reliable.

Shen Mo smiled faintly and did not comment.

The so-called meeting of discussing the method gradually changed. At first, it was a discussion, but later it was a group of people complaining to each other. If it weren't for the man with glasses coming forward from time to time to ease, I'm afraid it would be a big quarrel.

At this moment, the room suddenly became dark!

The timid ones started to scream first.

Then someone scolded: "What's the name? Just tripping, don't scare yourself!"

After a moment, his eyes adapted to the darkness, and everyone left the restaurant in a hurry. The man in glasses called two people to check the switch together.

There is no electricity, everyone is waiting outside and there is nothing to do.

Bai Youwei looked up at the moon and stars in the sky. The vast sky enveloped the earth, quiet and vast, and the people under the night seemed particularly small.

The night seems to contain mysterious power, and after watching for a long time, it always makes people feel heartbroken.

The crowd was restless.

The man who came back told everyone that there was no problem with the power switch, because the entire service area was powered off. Maybe the water would be broken soon.

The atmosphere suddenly became low and depressing.

Bai Youwei felt that these people were really helpless. None of them had the opinion except the man with glasses.

"I said..." An old man in the crowd hesitated, "Otherwise, everyone can find a way to leave?"

The person next to him said, "Teacher Cheng, have we been trying to find a way to leave? What you said is equal nonsense."

The old man named Teacher Cheng is about 60 years old, with gray hair and thin body wearing an old-fashioned coarse shirt with a slightly hunched back, looking very inconspicuous.

After being sarcastic, his old face turned red and hesitated: "I mean... if you don't drive, just walk like this. Isn't the reason why we are trapped here because the road is blocked and the car cannot drive?"

The old man reached out and gestured, "We can set out in groups of two people every 10 minutes, so that we can avoid becoming dolls to a great extent..."

"Teacher Cheng, don't make trouble. How can you get away without driving? There are so many people in us, we are carrying families and have a lot of luggage. Do you want us to walk to Yangzhou with just two legs?"

"Yes, your narrative is not working."

Everyone complained louder and louder, as if they wanted to vent the resentment of the power outage on the old man.

The man in glasses was silent in the crowd. Facing the old man's eyes for help, he chose to ignore it. Perhaps he also thought the old man's words made sense, but at this time, what obligation does he have to help others share the anger?

Survival pressure has accumulated for a long time, and someone must become the target of group catharsis.

Bai Youwei didn't want to wade into the muddy water, so she silently said to Shen Mo with her mouth shape: "Let's go."

Shen Mo stood still.

She pulled him gently, but he took two steps forward and said to the complaining people: "Everyone, be quiet..."

Bai Youwei immediately wanted to roll her eyes!

Everyone looked over.

She and Shen Mo suddenly became the focus of attention, and it felt like they were staring at by a group of starving ghosts, which was very scary.

But Shen Mo didn't even move his eyebrows.

He said calmly: "It seems like a car is coming."

People are silent.

Once the voice stopped, the various sounds in the air became particularly clear.

The faint roar from far to near, and at first it was like the wind, getting closer, and the sound of wheels rolling on the road surface was squeaking, clearly.

Finally, a big car drove into the service area in the dark night, and the bright headlights shone straight on people-

brake.

Stop.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next