This place is very large. If you walk a few steps, you will come across an antique building.
The fat man was carrying the boy on his back, wandering around like a headless fly.
The two of them also met several other players during the period, but people stayed away after seeing the fat man and the boy on his body.
The night wind blew, and the fat man felt that the cold wind seemed to have slipped into his clothes along his collar, and his belly felt a little cold.
There was constant pain in his calf, but he couldn't care less about it now.
The fat man felt wet and warm on his back, and the blood from the person on his back soaked into his clothes.
As if he was afraid that the young man behind him would fall asleep, the fat man carried the man forward while chatting with him: "I don't think you are old, why did you join the army at this age?"
The voice of the young man behind him was a little weak: "Actually, I am only a sophomore in high school this year..."
The fat man was stunned for a moment: "You are so young."
But then he remembered the scene of the young man buying roses, and couldn't help but said: "Puppy love?"
Puppy love in high school would be caught by the superiors and posted on the bulletin board. Fatty remembers that when he was in high school, he often found the names of young lovers who were exposed on the grade bulletin board.
"Yes." The boy on the back chuckled: "Our disciplinary director specializes in catching this. Every Saturday and Sunday when he is on vacation, he goes to the playground several times and catches couples who run away.
Call someone quick; some people say that the discipline director was a sports student, so the school specially hired him to arrest people. No one in our school can outrun him, and as long as he is targeted, he will definitely be caught."
But now that the global game has arrived, schools have been closed, and no one cares about these students' puppy love anymore.
The boy on the back paused for a moment, then continued: "A few months ago we all hated that school and the nosy teachers. I hated the discipline director who wandered around the playground elusive all day. Every time I and I
Girlfriends have to be sneaky when they are together, and if they are caught, they will be scolded..."
"But now when I think about it, I really miss that time... It's only been a few months, but I feel like several years have passed..."
The fat man felt constant pain in his calf.
The two met several more players, and this time the players no longer avoided them when they saw them from a distance.
Two people were looking at them from a distance, whispering to each other as if they were saying something.
The fat man noticed that their eyes seemed to be fixed on the gun held by the young man.
Seeing this situation, Fatty couldn't help but quicken his pace.
He didn't seem to be so panicked, probably because he couldn't really die in the dungeon before, and there was a doctor around.
But now they are in the real world, and the doctor doesn't know where he is. He must face real death and the malice from other people.
The fat man walked forward quickly and almost started to trot in the end: "I thought what I was most afraid of after the game started was the evil ghosts in the dungeon, but I didn't expect that what I was most afraid of was actually these people..."
The two people pointed at the fat man, as if they were planning something, but they were hesitant.
Fortunately, the fat man ran fast and ran out of sight when the two people were still hesitating.
The boy on top of him seemed to be aware of the gazes coming from the two men, and couldn't help but hug the gun in his hand tightly.
The fat man noticed that his gun was not too short, like the bayonet of the Japanese in the anti-Japanese drama, but the boy's gun was not equipped with a bayonet.
The young man's voice came from behind: "Brother Fatty, can I ask you a favor?"
His voice was very weak, as if he had no strength left.
The fat man tightened his arms again: "You say."
"If I die, take the gun away from me and return it to the army... We seem to be in short supply of equipment, very short..."
The fat man sighed: "Don't talk about whether you will die or not. We will definitely find a doctor."
The young man did not speak, but continued: "Didn't you just ask me why I joined the army at such a young age?"
"I joined the army after this crappy game came out. Our high school is under closed management. Many students come from other places. When the game started, we were all pulled into the nearest ticket booth..."
"There were several new ones in our school, but they couldn't accommodate the entire school, so many people were pulled into the ticket booth outside the school."
"I was lucky enough not to be pulled out of the school, but more than half of the people were out."
"Some of those who went out cried and ran back to school that day, and some never came back. I think they should have gone home..."
"We high school students have never seen anything big in the world. The biggest battle we have ever seen is when two groups of people gather to fight. When dozens of people gather together, we feel awesome. When this game first started, we were all frightened.
"
"Some of us were hiding in the classroom, and some were hiding in the dormitory. The teacher spent a lot of effort to find us..."
"Then we counted the number of students. When we calculated the number of students, each class was missing nearly half of the students. I think some students may have gone home...but some students cannot go home."
"I am a student from out of town. In fact, our school has admitted a lot of students from out of town, and many of them have not come back... so the school directors and male teachers all go out in groups to look for people."
"I must have been searching for many days. I don't remember how many days it was. I only remember that one day the discipline director who could not catch up with anyone never came back. Only a few who came back were crying and speechless.
"Students coming"
"That night, my parents came to our school from out of town and took me away. When I left, I saw our disciplinary director lying in the grass next to a street outside the school. He was covered in blood and motionless; I knew him.
Those shoes, every time my girlfriend and I were caught by him and he yelled at me, I would lower my head and look at his worn-out sneakers."
"So I recognized him right away."
"The discipline director that I hate the most, who can catch up with anyone when he runs, is dead. I heard that he met a pervert on the way to take the students back to school. The pervert had a machete in his hand."
"It turns out he can run."
The fat man was silent for a while: "You joined the army later?"
"Yeah." The young man nodded: "I don't know why, but when I saw the teacher's body, I thought I should do something. After the game started, the army was short of people, so I joined."
As he spoke, he tugged on his wide sleeves: "But the army's resources are too tight, so I still wear other people's clothes."
The fat man quickened the pace on his legs, as if he had found a common topic, and suddenly said: "My dad is also a teacher..."
At this point he was silent for a while: "I also died for the students."