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Everyone speeded up their meal, but Gordon, the special soldier, reminded: "Don't eat too much, you will have to walk a long way later."
"I'm fine."
Spy Rudolph picked up the tablecloth neatly placed on his lap and wiped his mouth, and agreed with Gordon's statement: "It's just like you can't skip eating before swimming, but you can't eat too much.
"I don't want to stop and wait for someone to finish throwing up."
Accountant Locke said a bit eccentricly: "I didn't expect you to wait for your teammates."
It really revealed what everyone had been thinking.
There were others in Rudolph's group, but they were all dead.
There must be some reason why only this guy with the shortest stature and who should be the easiest to be eliminated is left.
Rudolf said nothing and seemed not to hear.
Picked up a glass of red wine and took a sip.
After Sneijder looked at the situation, he smiled and said: "Accidents will always happen.
It's good to be able to survive.
Why should we be suspicious of each other?"
Locke continued his old-fashioned style and said coldly: "Stop trying to please me, you pimp.
Even if you try to please him now, at the critical moment, he will still kill you as a stepping stone."
"What do you mean?"
Sneijder jumped up, raised his hands into fists, and made a boxing defense posture towards Locke: "If you feel unhappy with me, just come and have a fight.
Come on, you are a coward if you don't dare to fight."
Sneijder's muscles were not much worse than those of specially trained people, and his size was not bad either.
Locke did not stand up, and sat there as if to save face and sarcastically said: "When did the pimps have the blood?"
"Okay," Gordon yelled, "It's not over yet, just say a few words.
Leave some energy for the three hundred kilometers."
Sneijder finally calmed down and sat down again.
Cheng Qianxun put down his fork and stopped eating the half steak on it.
He said softly to Zhang Ruoshan beside him: "They are right.
There is equipment on the road that you can pick up.
If you are hungry, go get it.
If you eat too much and spit it out, you will lose your energy."
Zhang Ruoshan nodded and put down the food.
The big man Reger, who was sitting relatively close, said softly: "You all should follow me this time.
I feel that none of the four, except the soldier, is reliable."
"I'm sure."
Bodybuilding member Steve nodded: "We were originally on the same team."
Regel is already somewhat familiar with him.
He may seem vicious, but he should actually be pretty good.
It is not yet known whether Gordon is good or bad.
If he is someone who demands complete obedience to him, he will need another man of comparable strength to stop him.
Cheng Qianxun smiled slightly and said softly: "I don't know if we will be divided into groups this time, but I hope I can be assigned to your group."
Zhang Ruoshan also said: "Yes, I would rather follow someone I can trust."
This recognized Reger, which made him feel a lot more relieved.
Although Regel is stronger than Gordon, he is not a person who has received professional survival training after all, so he needs someone to support him.
Even before it started, cliques had already begun.
"Okay, distinguished guests, the time has come.
Please stand up."
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After the steward waited for everyone to stand up, he knocked the scepter on the ground a few times, and all the food, water, wine, waiters and maids disappeared.
Gone, leaving only a dim space.
The manager wore a smile that looked noble but was actually extremely artificial: "We won't be divided into groups this time, as long as we can survive.
After entering the space, all abilities of everyone will be restored to their original levels, so you can't change anything inside.
It’s like being in the real world.”
When the steward's scepter pointed to a place, a staircase about ten meters wide appeared there, with about a hundred steps.
Everyone raised their heads and saw that the staircase led to a bright place.
No one knows what is in that light.
Sneijder smiled from side to side: "If you don't group up, you can mix and match as you like, so let's all work together in the same boat and get through it together."
Locke rolled his eyes but said nothing.
It was almost time to leave, and it would not be a sensible thing to start a split again at this time.
And Sneijder is right, anyone may need help.
Reger took a deep breath and said "let's go" first, so everyone hurried up step by step.
Just like leading from darkness to light, the stairs quickly went backwards, and the light in front of me was getting closer and closer.
When I rushed in, I saw a dizzying dazzling white in front of me.
Cheng Qianxun followed everyone and stood in this white.
He closed his eyes for a while to adapt to the feeling and then opened it again.
It felt like walking through a tunnel.
There was another world in front of him.
What we were walking on was a wide, flat, straight road with eight lanes and guardrails on both sides.
Outside the guardrails were wild grasslands, and some sparse groves could be seen in the distance.
Looking from a distance, there are high mountains in the distance, and the white snow can be seen on the mountains, reflecting the rays of the sun.
Yes, that's right, there is a sun in the blue sky, which is emitting warm sunshine.
Everyone was slowly spinning on the spot in astonishment, looking at the human scene that seemed to have been lost for a long time.
Cheng Qianxun saw that the darkness behind him was gradually becoming transparent and finally disappeared.
That was where they came out.
Now there should be only exits in this world, but no entrances.
"Oh my God, my God."
Sneijder spread his arms and closed his eyes, looking up as if he was enjoying the sunshine that he hadn't seen in a few days: "I never thought that I could still see the sun."
In fact, Sneijder is not a very unpleasant person apart from his career.
The spy who looks plain but seems to have a dark mentality makes people extremely uncomfortable.
Special Forces Gordon raised his thumb, pointed at the mountain, and gestured: "If this mountain is real, it is about two hundred kilometers away from us."
Rudolf also added new information: "For every 100 meters of elevation, the temperature will drop by 06 degrees Celsius.
There is snow on this mountain, and the current temperature should be between fifteen and twenty degrees, so the altitude of this mountain should be more than 2,000 degrees. rice."
It's staggering.
I really didn't expect it.
No one expected that the space here would be so big.
The distance of three hundred kilometers seems to be real.
"Then let's go.
I hope to see the helicopter when we are one hundred and fifty kilometers away."
Regel found something to say.
Don't waste any more time.
Let's go quickly.
Everyone started walking along the avenue.
The temperature is very comfortable now, and it feels like we are in the crisp autumn season.
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The sun wasn't too hot, but it was a bit warm.
I wanted to get through the fences on both sides and lie down on the grass with various small wild flowers and take a nap.
As the sissy manager said, it was like a trip to the countryside, and they were just a group of travel companions.
Suddenly, Steve twitched his nose: "What does it smell like?
Why is it so smelly?"
Not to mention Locke, everyone else also smelled it in turn.
It's very, very stinky, I can't tell what the smell is, it's almost suffocating, and it's getting stronger and stronger.
The spy Rudolf said calmly: "It's the smell of corpses.
Once I hid the corpse in a suitcase and threw it in a hidden forest.
I heard that there might be a road there, so I had to move it.
The corpse had been eaten by wild dogs or foxes.
When you dig it out of the suitcase, the smell is comparable to this."
"Oh, can you please stop talking."
Accountant Locke's face was full of disdain: "I almost vomited."
At this time, something dark appeared in front.
As they approached step by step and saw it from a distance, except for the special forces Gordon and Rudolf, who speeded up and moved forward, everyone else involuntarily slowed down.
Pimp Sneijder slowly approached, covering his mouth, trying to hold back the turbulence in his stomach, looking sideways at Locke, who also had a strange expression on his face, and did not forget to sarcastically say: "You can throw up
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