Chapter 187: Level III 11
The smoke was so thick, it was impossible to open one’s eyes.
Chu Yian could only follow the footsteps in front of her.
She was afraid of going the wrong way and entering the container, even grabbing the hem of the teammate in front of her. However, at that moment, a creaking sound and the thud of a heavy object falling came from above.
A sense of danger surged in Chu Yian’s heart.
Her body reacted faster than her mind; she grabbed the arm of the companion in front of her and pulled that person into a violent roll forward.
Just as they rolled away, a huge sheet of iron fell from the sky, directly slicing the person who had been in her original spot in half. Warm blood splattered onto her face, and in that person’s eyes, there was still the joy of almost reaching the safe zone.
[Countdown 0:00:00]
Escape time was over.
The ground began to tremble violently and disintegrate. The whirlpool devouring the land was now spreading from the City Center at an extremely fast speed.
They were still 50 meters from District 999. People on the bridge started rushing forward frantically, about to trample Chu Yian and the person she had brought out.
Oh, Jie Yan.
“Brother Jie, run!”
Chu Yian sprang up like a rabbit, sprinting towards District 999, no longer caring about the people behind her.
Within a few seconds, the edges of District 999 were already crowded with people, and many more were desperately rushing towards District 999.
However, the river flow became even more turbulent, and the whirlpools appearing on the surface pulled people crossing the river to the bottom of the lake. The bridge began to buckle under the shaking and its heavy load, slowly tilting to the left… Bang—!
The bridge collapsed, and the pedestrians on it fell into the water one after another.
The water became murky and stained red, surrounded by sounds of cries for help and wailing.
“What a sin, what a terrible sin!”
The elderly person’s body trembled.
Those who had reached the safe zone closed their eyes, not daring to listen or look, and even less daring to step a single inch out of the hard-won safe zone to save others.
No, someone rushed out!
“Chu Yian!”
“Big Chu!”
Chu Yian, who had just managed to enter the safe zone, rushed out again, ignoring the voices of the people behind her, and headed straight for the shore full of refugees.
Why did she run out?
Because she saw Lu Qingyuan!
On the tilting ground, a pair of pale hands were gripping the ground tightly. From afar, she could still see Teacher Lu’s familiar face, unyielding to fate.
Was he going to die?
Lu Qingyuan’s vision was already blurry, and the strength in his body was constantly draining… Just as he thought he wouldn’t make it to District 999, which was right in front of him, someone came against the flow.
“Teacher Lu!”
Chu Yian put one of his arms over her shoulder, dragging him towards District 999. The ground of District 147 was already cracking, and the land beneath their feet had tilted to a 30-degree angle.
The black whirlpool was right behind them.
Chu Yian strenuously dragged Lu Qingyuan forward.
“Big Chu!”
When she got closer to District 999, a group of stunned people finally reached out and pulled her and Lu Qingyuan into District 999.
“Ah!”
Chu Yian collapsed on the ground, completely exhausted. And they had witnessed firsthand a land go from existence to nothing, gradually being destroyed and disappearing.
[The sixth collapse has ended. Congratulations to the lucky survivors who made it this far.
[Current number of survivors: 984,223, meeting the requirements to enter Layer II.]
As the voice sounded, all the living survivors were enveloped in a beam of light. They felt their bodies lighten and began to lift off the ground. Then, their eyes were suddenly dazzled, causing them to instinctively close them.
When they opened their eyes again, their surroundings had changed.
There was no sun here, yet the sunlight was extremely abundant.
Surrounded by yellow sand and flying dust, there was no sign of life as far as the eye could see. This was clearly Level II.
Before people could react, the voice continued to sound.
[Hello, survivors, and welcome to Layer II.]
[To ensure survivors have sufficient energy for the upcoming competition, you will have 6 hours of rest time. Please prepare for the competition, survivors.]
[Please note!! All fighting is prohibited before the game begins.]
Rest was too important!
Six rounds of collapse; they had been working non-stop for 14 hours since the game began. Every minute and second was a huge drain on their physical and mental energy. Indeed, everyone needed a rest.
The 8-person team… no, it was a 9-person team now.
They found a sheltered spot and sat on the ground. Lu Qingyuan, having swum from the river, was soaking wet and looked more disheveled than the others.
But even disheveled, it couldn’t hide his good looks.
You Che stared at his face for a few extra glances, then leaned close to Chu Yian and whispered, “Big Chu, who is this?”
“My teammate.”
Chu Yian looked at Lu Qingyuan, took out the remaining compressed biscuits from her bag, “I know you have a lot of questions, but eat something and rest first. I’ll tell you before the game starts.”
She said this fearing that Lu Qingyuan might blurt something out, as Teacher Lu’s monthly memory reset was a bit troublesome.
Lu Qingyuan held the compressed biscuit and looked at her, his mouth moving. Before he could utter a single word, Chu Yian cut him off, “Eat quickly, eat quickly. Relax, it’s very safe now.”
Chu Yian sat next to Lu Qingyuan, sharing half of her food with him.
Feeling someone looking at her, she turned and met Jie Yan’s gaze, nodding at him with a smile.
Jie Yan also nodded at her in acknowledgment, but he wasn’t particularly happy. He looked at the man Chu Yian was fussing over and felt a faint, inexplicable hostility.
“Brother Jie, that man’s identity is unknown. Chu Yian brought him in like this… Should I talk to her about it?”
Liu Wen noticed Jie Yan’s gaze fixed ahead and asked.
“No need.”
Jie Yan withdrew his gaze.
Before entering the game, he had agreed to Chu Yian’s request to accept her teammate. It must be this person.
“Eat all the food in your backpacks and then rest. Everyone must be in their best condition before the Layer II competition.”
Because of the previous accident, all the items stored in Chu Yian’s space were gone. The only food in their backpacks was two biscuits and two bottles of mineral water.
These items seemed few, but Jie Yan estimated that this round of the game wouldn’t last long.
Moreover, most of the surrounding survivors had no food or water. Compared to them, what they had in their backpacks was simply too good.
By eating these things, they wouldn’t have to worry about anyone coveting them.
Soon, deafening snores echoed across the sandy land. Some sounded like exhaust fans, some like chainsaws, and others like Tractors… Chu Yian took a deep breath, really wanting to bury these people’s heads in the yellow sand.
