Chapter 152： (2/2)
As a result, only the first or two buses where Yin Minglu was from the few buses that the party departed received the greatest food preservation.
But since they can’t eat, drink, and there is still a long trip to the picnic location, what can they do? Naturally, they are sleeping, playing with mobile phones.
"Damn it, what a mountainous area? It's too biased. How many years have there been no network coverage?" Looking at the sign of no signal, the classmate who played with the mobile phone complained. Let the game pass the time.
"I can't turn on the black, it's boring, go to sleep!"
"I still want to make a phone call to my parents to keep them safe. As a result, the text messages can't be sent at all, and the phone can't be connected. Then I should call again when I get to the place." Another student who chose to sleep with his eyes closed.
"Where is this? Why is it so humid? There is a lot of fog outside the window." A girl grabbed her companion's hand and pointed to the road outside the window. The foggy weather and the humid forest that covered the sky made the sky look dim. Visibility is also much lower.
I don't know if she has watched too many horror movies, which have psychological effects. I always feel that some monsters will come out of this cold fog, which makes her feel a little hairy.
"Oh, it's nothing, it's just this section of the road." The companion comforted her, "Before I set off, I looked at the weather forecast and said that it would rain lightly from 2 to 4 in the afternoon, so it's normal for it to be wet and foggy."
"You have a good night's sleep. If you wake up, it might be sunny." If you are lucky, maybe you can still see a rainbow in the valley.
"Yeah!" The comfort of her companion slightly soothed the girl's fearful heart. The more she looked at the fog outside, the more she felt that she was scaring herself. In addition, dozing off was contagious. When half of the car was asleep, she Naturally, I also want to squint on the pillow provided by the sponsor.
"It's foggy?" The fog was still thick, and Yin Minglu frowned as he looked at the tiny water marks across the window, and muttered to himself subconsciously. The unpleasant feeling in his heart became heavier and heavier, looking at everyone's sleeping faces. Look at the driver in front of you who is driving hard.
He couldn't help but leaned over and said, "Master, the fog is so big, can you find the way?"
When questioned by a little boy, the driver's face appeared unhappy, "What are you talking about, young man, I have been driving for more than ten years. This fog will reduce the visibility at most and will not affect my driving. Besides, Now the car is equipped with navigation, if I follow the navigation, can I get lost? Don’t worry, I will definitely be able to send all of your classmates in the car to the destination safe and sound! 80% of you have not passed the driving school test and you don’t know the car. Bar?"
So, stop interfering with my driving!
The middle-aged driver’s chasing order was extraordinarily polite. The loud voice almost woke up half of the classmates in the car. They woke up from their sleep, looking coldly at the two who seemed to be arguing.
The classmates in class 1 are okay, but they don't have the brain to protect their classmates. The second classmates didn't know Yin Minglu, so they sneered.
"Some people don't know how to drive, so they want to interfere with other drivers' driving. It's really funny."
"Quiet, don't make any noise? It's noisy! The driver can drive by himself, where do I need others to give directions?" They just wanted to drive to the place quickly. It was early autumn, but the car was cold to death.
In the end, even the classmates of the first class were not embarrassed, and urged Yin Minglu to come back in a small voice, so stop messing around.
Only Yin Minglu noticed the driver's dilated pupils, cold sweat on his forehead, and too tight mental state. He was only worried that the driver was disturbed by the fog and driving the wrong way. Now he has to worry about the driver's physical problems.
But everyone was a little disgusted with his intervention. Yin Minglu frowned. He didn't say anything. He returned to his seat and took out the employee handbook and list placed on the bus by the travel company. He wanted to investigate whether the driver had any. What invisible physical or mental illness.
As the mobile phone time passed bit by bit, the destination was never reached, and several classmates who had regained consciousness were already whispering.
"What's the matter, has the supply station been through? The driver didn't remind us, I really want to go to the toilet." He held back for a long time.
"Is the driver in a hurry? Didn't stop the car in the middle. I don't know if there is a time when people want to release their physical needs?" Some people murmured, but they remembered the driver with a fierce face and a stubborn tone. Yin Minglu, who was scolded ugly before, complained and complained, but he dared not ask the driver.
"I knew I didn't drink so much water, and it suffocated me to death."
"Let's all ask, we all want to go to the toilet." A girl whispered, hoping that everyone would go together, so that even if the driver scolded, if he saw so many people, he would definitely not be able to scold him.
"Okay, everyone go together."
Just when a few people were going to ask questions, suddenly the bus shook, and the people screamed and were dumped elsewhere. As he staggered, Yin Minglu's familiar alarm bells rang out loudly. He saw the driver in the front seat drooping his head as if tired. Although his hands were still clasping the steering wheel, he had not paid attention to the direction.
Everyone saw it too, and started screaming, "Master! Master! Driving, Master! A curve ahead!" There is a steep **** down the mountain! Under the steep **** is a raging river! However, the person who was called seemed to be lethargic and had no response at all.
Yin Minglu rushed over, turned the steering wheel, kicked off the driver's unconscious foot by the way, and slammed on the brakes.
Fortunately, there was no danger, but the front of the bus was rubbing against the mountain, and it hit a rock and couldn't drive anymore. Seeing that they passed by the landslide of the curve, they didn't fall off the cliff or fall into the river, everyone cried in fright, their feet were so soft that they supported each other.
When the school received feedback from the travel company that the students did not arrive on time, it was already half a day later, and the people in the city knew that the school bus was missing! They disappeared in the misty roads and mountains, the most prone to fogging triangle area recognized in the country.
Even if government and military helicopters patrol the sky over the city and missing locations along the travel route, they cannot find the four or five missing buses. It's like there is something mysterious preventing them from finding people. How is this possible?
"They are trapped in a magnetic field! The information is hidden by the magnetic field!" Someone woke up.
"This, this is the test! We have not escaped, it has come! It has not selected well-trained adults, it has selected a group of unprepared children!" It's over!
At this moment, the gray sky, the floating city that shades the sun above the city, suddenly flickered like a virtual shadow, attracting everyone's attention.
They put out a huge virtual image, on which there is a person's head and one person's head are released, more and more, there are hundreds of people, densely crowded with the eyes of the citizens.
At first, everyone was at a loss. They climbed up the high-rise buildings built in the city, and wanted to get into the distance to see the image above clearly, wondering what this is? But as more and more immature and young faces appeared, they knew that the head of the person above was a list of missing students!
Everyone can't ignore wherever the floating city with virtual images goes. Some of the photos in the list above are in color, but some are already dark. What does this mean?
Soon, words appeared on the virtual image, "This is a cruel selection. It will last for half a month and will be broadcast live throughout the whole process. The game process is completely open and black box operations are eliminated. The person who stands out will be eligible to visit the floating city in the new year. Our king welcomes the arrival of the winners."
Everyone is suffocating. Does this mean that unarmed and frightened students are trapped in one place, so that they can kill each other in the face of survival? And the winner stepped on the **** corpse of his companion to gain honor, status and fame, right? It's like the script 25 years ago!
Will history repeat itself again?