The World Channel and Regional Channel, enthusiastic survivors keep broadcasting the countdown. Especially the Regional Channel, people are relaying to report the number almost every second, which invisibly adds a lot of tension.

Niu District.

In some larger cave.

Here, thirteen survivors are gathered.

The leader is Qin Youjiang, the leader of the Niuqi Chongtian Alliance.

The others had tense faces and clenched their fists, staring at a horseshoe watch in his hand. From time to time, the Adam's apple squirmed for a few times, and the movements of the heartbeat were extremely clear.

Nervous, worried, afraid...

Or eager to try.

...

Tiger area.

A relatively empty desert terrain.

Five survivors in black tights formed a circle back to back, and the swords and weapons they were holding were shining with cold light and their sharpness was revealed.

Each of them tucked his lips and recited the countdown numbers gently.

...

Rabbit area.

In a cave with smaller spaces.

Liu Xiaoyou and Qu Wanru stood side by side, and the two were getting close together, and they were also whispering to time.

They did not hold any weapons, only their respective battle pets lay at their feet.

...

Dog area.

In a small ice field, the cold wind whistles.

Wang Dalong nervously picked up the iron musket, tied a piece of iron on his chest and behind, and a yellow miner's hat on his head, and his legs shivered and shivered.

I don't know if it's cold or fear.

He is counting too.

...

There are many more things in the same way.

As time approached, they counted down the clock at the same time, and the sound gradually became louder.

“10,9,8,7,6.”

“5,4,3.”

“2!”

“1!”

When the last ‘1’ exit, almost all survivors’ hearts tightened and their breathing stagnated.

Day 10!
Chapter completed!