Entering the maze.

It’s easy to think about it, but I don’t know how difficult it is to do it.

She is not smarter than Bai Youwei, nor is she as careful as Zhu Shu, and now she has no previous skills. Can she do it?

Can she survive in the maze?

...She must be alive, she should not become a useless person by herself! She must hold a knife in her hand! Sword in her hand! Worry to help her friends when they are in trouble! Help yourself when something happens to her!

She should not become a useless person!

Don't be like this now! This... poor... you can't even wear clothes and buttons!

Tears fell.

Su Man raised his arm and wiped it hard, took a deep breath, and looked at the dark sky outside the window.

She suddenly made up her mind and got up to pack her luggage.

In this world, everyone has their own way to go.

...

Since the morning, there has been no stopping cars outside the community.

Cars gathered near the square. The materials were transported, the personnel were summoned, the route was arranged, and everything was going on calmly.

The registration offices, materials offices, and exchange offices that were originally coming and going, were all suspended from use.

Everyone knows that the organization is going to evacuate.

Because in another day, the game on the 21st will move to the city, so the base will not be kept.

Facing the next journey, many people feel confused and used to regular and orderly entering the game, and suddenly become afraid of the future.

What if you encounter a game halfway through?

What if the new base also has a game like No. 21?

No……

No if.

The answer is yes! They will definitely encounter games on the road! And it is a completely unfamiliar game!

Everyone was anxious!

Just go to 10 more people, 10 people! 10 people can maintain the stable life of thousands of people at the base now! Why no one goes?! Why?!

Chu Huaijin posted a notice in the square.

It says that the player of Game 21 is still missing - 1 person!

...

The dark clouds roll, the afternoon is depressing and dull, and occasionally a gust of wind blew, and the coolness is hidden in the heat, making people unable to help expecting the rain to come down soon and dispel the unbearable heat of summer.

Shen Mo brought a new wheelchair from outside.

"The departure time is early. The first batch of materials will leave first. We will leave until three o'clock in the afternoon and go with the people from the research team."

"But the weather is not good." Bai Youwei glanced at the dark clouds outside, "It's going to rain heavily."

"It's impossible to rain, people must be evacuated, and it's even more dangerous to block them together." He pushed the wheelchair over and "sit in and try."

Bai Youwei stood up with a crutch and tried to sit in a wheelchair.

It's useless and can be used just as much as possible.

Shen Mo asked: "Is it comfortable?"

She twisted, "It's OK, it's just a little hard."

Shen Mo hugged her up, put it on the sofa, then removed a cushion from the sofa, spread it on a new wheelchair, and adjusted the height again.

He brought Bai Youwei over and asked her: "Are you still hard?"

"Um... it's not hard anymore." She adjusted her sitting position uneasy and frowned. "But the color of the cushion and the wheelchair are a bit ugly."

Shen Mo: "..."

As difficult to serve as ever.

He stood up and said, "If you can't see it under the pad, just be ugly."

"No, you take it away." Bai Youwei looked unhappy, "This thing will lower my style."

Shen Mo asked her helplessly: "What do you want?"

Bai Youwei thought about this question seriously, "...I took a batch of blankets in the duke's manor and piled them all in the small study of the doll house. You go and find one for me. It must be hand-woven, not printed, and it is best to be naughty blue."

She took out the golden key hanging around her neck, opened the door of the doll house, and asked him again: "Do you know what color is the hid blue? Don't take it wrong. It's very deep blue, like the sky in the middle of the night, not the dull black, with a little mysterious atmosphere. It would be even better if there were tassels... Alas, do you know what tassels are? They are the fine spikes under the blanket..."

Shen Mo frowned when he heard this.
Chapter completed!