"Huh? This is the Death Assist System?" Ian cursed secretly.

"The first-level Death God auxiliary system provides target killing suggestions and exchanges for primary Death God resources." The cold voice sounded in his mind.

"No need to speak? Do you communicate directly with thoughts?" Ian tried to think: "There is a first level, and there is a second level. What are the functions of the second level auxiliary system?"

Sure enough, the voice sounded again: "The activation of the second-level Death Assist System requires one hundred Death coins. It cannot be activated at the moment."

Ian thought about the kill success rate just now, and it must be this kill suggestion, but what about the primary Death God resources? As soon as he thought about it, those blank spaces with question marks appeared in his mind again.

"How to redeem primary Death God resources? What are they?"

"Elementary Death God resources require Death God coins to be exchanged. The current Death God coins are zero and there are no exchangeable resources."

Only then did Ian understand what was going on, but the most important thing right now was to get out of here quickly, and there were only nineteen hours left to survive.

"Wait a minute." Ian stopped and thought: "Since I have killed someone, I definitely can't stay here anymore. Since I want to run away, I'll take the things that Bell hid. He said there is something inside."

Money, even if you want to escape, you can’t do it without money.”

This place in the Mangrove Park is only about two kilometers. Ian has never felt that he can run so fast. When he was lame, he couldn't walk any faster even if he wanted to. Now he can run. For him, this speed is simply

It was as fast as lightning.

"Under the wooden bridge..." Ian began to rummage around under the only wooden bridge in the Mangrove Park.

"No?" Ian searched on both sides of the bridge, but found no backpack at all, not even a plastic bag.

"Wait... plastic bag?" He looked towards the middle of the river, where a white plastic bag was floating, which was very eye-catching.

"Sss..." Ian gritted his teeth and endured the cold and biting river water, which cut through his legs like a knife. He finally found the plastic bag. As expected, there was a rope tied to the bottom of the plastic bag.

I groped for the rope and found a package that was well sealed.

Without enough time to open it and check it, Ian quickly returned to the shore, rubbing his legs that were almost frozen, and it took him a while to recover.

"We have to leave quickly." After looking around, he found a direction and quickly left the park.

The town of Rolla is not big. Ian came to Highway 44 just before dawn. There were several long trucks parked in the nearby parking lot. Although they were full of goods, the cargo compartments of the trucks were still very easy to load.

It can hold a person in check.

Ian was too tired and fell asleep quickly. When he woke up, he was awakened by the continuous beeping sound in his head: "Attention, there are ten hours left in the survival time."

"What?" Ian's sleepiness immediately disappeared without a trace. Did he actually sleep for more than nine hours?

If you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of trucks running on the highway. You can see through the gaps in the tarpaulin covering the goods that it is daytime and the snow seems to have stopped.

"Ten hours! Ten hours! What should I do, what should I do!" Ian was suddenly anxious and scared. Judging from the previous events, the survival time reminder would not be fake. If it really wasn't

If the survival time is limited, he will definitely die, and if he thinks about it with his feet, he will never have another chance. He doesn't want to die just like that.

"I want to live, I must live." The desire to survive made Ian's heart firm and calm again, and he began to carefully consider how to kill another person within ten hours.

"It's daytime now, I'm in the car..." As soon as Ian thought of this, the death assist system prompted: "The current speed is 95 kilometers per hour, and the driver's mortality rate after causing a car accident is 7%.

Nineteen, competitor survival rate is 67 percent.”

"A car accident? That's right, a car accident!" Ian happily began to plan how to cause a car accident, but as time passed, he still couldn't think of a good way.

Anxious Ian slapped his body hard, and his palms felt burning pain. When he looked again, he suddenly noticed that all the trucks were pulling logs with a diameter of nearly one foot. As long as they were pushed to the road,

, it will definitely cause a big car accident.

Just do it, Ian immediately started to take action, but soon he became lost again, because these pieces of wood were firmly fixed to the car by ropes, and it was difficult to even shake them, let alone push them down.

"Alas..." After a while, he suddenly thought of something and opened the backpack he had picked up from the river.

Suddenly, Ian's eyes widened like bull's eyes, he gasped for breath, and his heart almost stopped.

Inside the backpack, there were many stacks of dollars. Ian swore that he had never seen so much money, so he nervously started counting the bills.

Each stack of one hundred dollar bills makes a total of fifty stacks, which is half a million dollars. In addition to these, there is only a very tightly packed memory. Judging from what Bell said overheard, the contents of this memory seem to be

It was more important than the half a million dollars, so Ian put it in his close-fitting jacket pocket.

"It's a pity, it's such a pity." Ian whispered as he unpacked the stacks of dollars and put them back into his backpack.

After hesitating for a long time, he came to the back of the car, opened the tarp, looked at the many vehicles driving at high speed on the road, and said in his heart: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it, but only by doing this can I survive.

Then he shook his hands vigorously, and half a million dollars rushed out from the rear of the truck in two seconds. Banknotes were flying in the sky. Several cars following the truck were the first to bear the brunt. Their sight was blocked by the large amount of banknotes, and they immediately stepped on them.

brake.

"Squeak...bang...bang...bang..." The tires made a screeching sound as they rubbed against the ground. Several cars collided with each other, followed by the oncoming car from the opposite direction.

The car coming... the whole road instantly became a hell...

After the truck driver discovered that there was a car accident, his first thought was to get out of here quickly, stepped on the accelerator and quickly left the road of death.

After Ian threw the banknotes, he immediately hid again. He did not dare to look behind him at all. He was afraid that he would feel too guilty after seeing it, so he had to hide and comfort himself: I want to live, I am not intentionally killing people, I

It was forced...

But he soon realized that there was no way to avoid it. The voice in his head told him that the car accident caused by himself had killed thirteen people on the spot, which almost caused his spirit to collapse.

I don't know how long it took, but it wasn't until the driver checked the goods that he discovered the haggard-looking young man.

"Hey! Young man, when did you hide in my car?" the driver asked in surprise, because he hardly stopped along the way.

"It's not my fault...it's not my fault..." Ian's wide eyes looked lifeless.

"Young man?" The driver glanced at his eyes and was immediately startled. He thought the young man had been hit by something and ran away from home, so he advised: "Young man, don't be too depressed. Everyone has had this happen to them.

This embarrassing experience will make you blame yourself, feel guilty, and feel powerless. When you live long enough, you will understand that all this is just a small fragment of life, and only God..."

When the driver said this, Ian's eyes suddenly lit up. He grabbed the driver's arms excitedly and said, "I just want to live. I'm not wrong!"

"Of course, of course, everyone has the right to live. When you are forced to have no choice, as long as you can live and make some mistakes occasionally, it is not a big deal." The driver was startled by Ian.

"Yes, I want to live, I was forced, I was not wrong..." Ian repeated it several times in a low voice, and then his eyes glowed with color.

"Is this here?" Ian looked around and then came to his senses. Before he could speak, his stomach started growling.

Ian said awkwardly: "Sir, I'm really sorry. I'm actually a beggar. The people where I used to stay were not friendly, so I climbed into your car secretly."

"So that's it, I said." The driver smiled, forgiving Ian, and then he took out ten dollars from his pocket and handed it to Ian.

"I see you are in good health. Let's have a good meal and find a job. The job of a beggar is not decent."

After Ian thanked him, he left. What he was thinking about was not going to eat, but complaining about why he was so stupid and why he gave away all the money. Even if he kept a few wads, I believe it would not affect him.

No matter what, I won’t continue to beg.

"Oh, forget it, don't think about that anymore, let's go and eat something first." Ian shook his head and left here.

An hour later, Ian came to a small alley with a tattered cotton coat picked up from the trash can. He looked up and then walked forward for more than ten meters and put his face against the cold

The wall suddenly became frozen and grinned, but he did not stop and kept pressing his face against the wall, always looking for something.

After a while, Ian smiled and said: "This is it."

He leaned his body against the wall, put a tattered cotton coat on his body, and said to himself: "Hey, this family must not have thought that there are people outside the house who are using their fireplace to keep warm."
Chapter completed!