I'm not a hero, but I didn't say I couldn't beat you.

"You've traveled so far, should it be okay?"

Slowing down a little, Fu'er observed the surrounding environment while thinking about whether to change direction and walk towards the camp.

After all, the best way is to arrive at the camp safely by yourself, so that there won't be so much trouble later.

"Let me know how to use this thing..."

Fu'er clicked on the car tablet, looking for map software, but there were too many miscellaneous and incomprehensible things on it. He was just a temporary worker and a layman, and it was dazzling to see.

I had no choice but to click through one by one.

I hope there won’t be any outrageous stuff like one-click self-destruction.

"What is this? Car radio? What is this? Tactical drone control system? What is this?? Vehicle safety information? The engine block is overheated, please slow down appropriately? Tsk, it seems that we can't race anymore."

"Oh! I found it, holy shit, why is it so far away, and why is there such a big rift in the middle!"

Looking at the signs on the map, I saw that the straight-line distance between me and the base was not that far, just over 800 kilometers. But unfortunately, I chose a wrong direction.

There is a huge rift between the straight lines that separates the shortcut, and the car navigation gives me two choices.

He turned around and walked back, which would be a distance of about 900 to 1000 kilometers, but it was obvious that he couldn't choose this route.

nonsense! God knows how many shadows of praying for water you will hit when you turn around! On the way, he put aside all the hatred he could in order to follow up on the retreat of the reconnaissance team.

Don't ask, professional MT, hatred is so stable, and kiting is called a skill.

But he didn't think that as long as he ran far enough, those guys wouldn't chase him.

Out of the war? nonexistent!

The slate container is still in my car! I'm not sure how many more will come out along the way.

If there was an achievement for killing monsters, he felt that he could get the [Token Killer] achievement this time when he went back.

"Isn't there only one way to choose? It's so far!"

The other way is to continue driving forward until you reach the end of the rift valley, then adjust your direction and return to the camp.

"1500 kilometers... I need to check if the supplies on the car are enough first..."

After confirming that there were no enemies around him, Fu'er stopped the vehicle and went to the back of the vehicle to check the supplies loaded on the vehicle.

"Let me take a look. There is enough food and water. Let's grab some to eat first. Then these are medical supplies. They don't seem to be much, and they are hard to understand... Then there is fuel, and there are quite a lot of them. Still. There are rifles and bullets, but they don’t seem very necessary to me.”

Fuer muttered to himself while counting the supplies.

"Just in case, would it be better if I took part of the backpack first..."

After thinking for a while, in order to avoid the unexpected situation of abandoning the car and running away, Fule grabbed an empty tactical backpack and stuffed it with enough food and drinking water for about two days for one person. A rifle and several magazines hung nearby. He really couldn't identify the medicines. After all, he was not a medical professional like Yan Shang, but luckily there were still one or two familiar things inside.

For example, the "military emergency nutritional supplement" that Yan Shang gave him and the "military emergency booster shot" that he used when he followed Yan Shang around to save people.

These two things are basically just open the lid to drink and put them on, and they are both emergency supplies.

After stuffing a whole backpack, Fu'er remembered.

What about the containment?

Should I also give that big box a convenient way to carry it?

Find a rope to tie it up or find a package?

Speaking of which, I just drove on a rampage, and many things in the car flew up, so those things wouldn't have been broken.

After all, when I looked at it at the time, it felt like an old slate that would break at the touch of a touch.

In a sense, this storage box may not have the function of protecting this stone slab. After all, the thing was broken. God knows whether this so-called containment object can still be used normally after being "artificially" divided.

By the way, doesn’t it absorb water? If it breaks, it will spurt out a lot of water.

The kind that could drown him directly.

After carrying the big bag back to the driver's seat, sure enough, the box was no longer on the passenger seat. It probably rolled somewhere in the collision. Fu'er began to rummage in the passenger seat, and finally found the metal storage box under the chair.

The box was intact, and even though it had been bumped, there wasn't a single scratch.

It should be said that it is produced by the shelter and is of excellent quality.

"It's clear that this thing feels like it's made of metal, but it's not heavy... What kind of material is it that's so magical?"

Fu'er knocked on the outer shell of the storage box and shook it twice. He didn't hear any sound. It was indeed high-tech!

"Forget it, never mind, as long as the box is still there. Let's go!"

After finding a few straps to secure the storage box to the co-pilot, and then stuffing the backpack next to his hand so that he could take it out in time, Fu'er started the engine again and began to continue traveling in the direction guided by the navigation system.

But this time I didn't drive so fast. After all, according to the warning from the vehicle's safety system, if I continued racing, I felt like the car wouldn't be able to reach the campground.

Fuel is not the problem. The problem is that if the car breaks down or a tire blows out, I will just cry without tears.

When it comes to surviving on foot in the border wilderness, let's leave it to the tough guys on the border expedition team.

What's more, you can't even find some crunchy things here. Although it seems that your supplies are sufficient at the moment, they are limited to driving.

Walking back, I'm afraid I won't be able to hit GG halfway.

Proceed directly to the age of 18.

So he controlled the accelerator, maintained a speed of about 60 kilometers per hour, and continued to move forward.

"It is estimated that it will take two days to arrive at the camp... What if we drive slower or even three days? It's really not optimistic. I hope that the support from the Foreign Object Containment Association and the border inspection team will arrive soon, so that I can be picked up halfway. . In short, we are the only two left, so don’t give me any trouble."

Fu'er sighed. He was very enthusiastic when racing before, but now there was not even a dog in a hundred miles, and there was not a single teammate next to him. There was only a containment object like a time bomb.

If you asked him if he was panicked, of course he was a little panicked.

But what can be done?

Fu'er continued to stare forward, holding the steering wheel with his left hand, patting the co-pilot's storage box with his right hand, talking to himself, and then started driving with concentration.

Until, a strange voice came from the side.

"Ah? Are you calling me? What do you mean by whole life?"

"??????"