"There's only one bullet in the gun." That sentence came from the car as it disappeared down the road.
Xu Huo bent down, picked up the gun, pulled out the magazine and checked—sure enough, just one bullet.
But the goons closing in weren't like that. Each had a gun, and their pockets were stuffed full of magazines.
Xu Huo gripped the gun, suddenly looked up at the pitch-black sky, and sighed, "So damn boring."
He woke up.
No signs that his props had been attacked, the shelter was still intact, and Housekeeper-25 was sitting right beside him.
He put away his protective armor and "Three Seconds of a Lifetime," opened the door, and walked out.
"Not even three hours and you're already out, that fast?" Chi Xian walked over, "Did you not fall asleep or did you just wake up?"
The three hours included all those times someone interrupted his sleep, so in reality he had barely slept two hours.
"I woke up. Time to eat." Xu Huo said.
