latent syndrome.

Chapter 506 505. Faith
Fury Road is an event where the whole wasteland comes together.

According to the boss of the Illuminati, Anonymous is not a competition that can be completed soon as imagined, but a long-distance rally, ranging from ten days and a half months to as long as half a year or even longer, depending on the final race in the competition. How fierce a fierce person is, he has to face various environments and terrains.

In a garage of the camp, there are dozens of horrifying motorcycles. The only difference is that they are all very painful. They belong to speed riders with different personalities. It is like a human tattoo, so it is called itasha.

After Anonymous watched many locomotives of different shapes, there were two that impressed him the most.

A car is called a limb, motorcycle handles, exhaust pipes and other tubular objects are all arms, and the instrument panel is also a human organ. The eyeball is placed in a dial, and the position of the scale that the pupil turns to replaces the role of the pointer. I heard that it is quite accurate, and the fuel tank is also made of stomachs.

Its owner is the double bonus red stick of the Illuminati, that is, the No. [-] thug. According to the boss of the Illuminati, he is a soul eater with some mental disorders, but he is still under control and is in the process of withdrawal.

The nameless man was amazed, no wonder the Soul Eater was also the main target of the Tribunal, this buddy's mood might not be stable.

There is also one that deeply influenced Anonymous, which has the same effect as the succubus pants. It is tattooed with all kinds of orc women with unknown meanings and revealing clothes, which is pleasing to the eye and shocking.

"Talk about Fury Road."

"What are the rules?"

Anonymous found a locomotive at random and sat on it. The Illumination Society is a large force, and these locomotives are also high-quality goods, but Anonymous, whose eyes are above the top, doesn't like it.

"Strictly speaking."

"There are no rules."

"There is only one thing that has to do with profit, but it has nothing to do with the competition. All the speeding gangs each put out a lot of money as a lottery, and the winner takes all."

"In competition, you can kill people at will."

"The venue is at the corpse of the first person to enter the wilderness, and it is also the starting point of the competition."

The boss of the Illuminati is also inspecting these locomotives like a mechanic, after all, he is the guy who organizes the meals.

"Feel sorry."

"Corpse?"

Although Anonymous witnessed Randy's real death, it was because he completed his own closed loop, from existence to nonexistence, from nothing to existence, after spending eternity to find memories, he turned out to be an inconvenient thing, and died of all thoughts .

And penetrating other people's memories through the karmic fire chain is his own unique way. Even if he asked Selene, who is like an encyclopedia, she said it was unheard of.

I can... truly destroy others.

"I understand your doubts."

"As I said before, the first person to enter here, without the correction of time and space logic, feels infinite loneliness."

"He didn't die, but turned into a stone sculpture and stopped thinking."

"Although we could kill him to free him, no one did it because he was the only coordinate in the wasteland, and a city was built around him for protection."

"That's where the inspiration for Fury Road came from."

"Using there as a starting point, within [-] kilometers, accelerate to a speed sufficient to pass through other planes, thereby escaping into the super-realm, and the person who finally comes out of the super-realm is the winner, and also the speed king of the entire wasteland."

The middle-aged man said so.

"Accelerate from [-] kilometers..."

"It's equivalent to eliminating all incompetent contestants, and only those who plunder into other planes within this distance can be considered qualified?"

Anonymous understands this way.

"Yes."

"Exactly."

"Those who are not qualified, there is no need to participate. It means that they are not suitable for the competition. It is better to go home and rest."

"My little Illuminati, in fact, there are still many people who can achieve it, there are more than ten."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged people are a little proud. Although they are not as good as some super-bike gangsters in the wasteland, they are still at the first-tier level, so their lives are considered nourishing. They don’t have to worry about food, drink and fuel. self-sufficient.

"Um……"

"Superboundary?"

Anonymous continued to ask.

"The state of traveling through planes but not being able to break through barriers is called Transcendence."

"In Transcendence you have to keep going faster and faster so you don't get thrown out."

"It means that even if the speed is a little slower than before, you will be out immediately."

"He who is thrown out will fall where he entered the beyond."

"So the result of the game is also easy to know."

The middle-aged man continued to explain.

Anonymous suddenly became very interested in this competition, and it is really a wonderful journey to read all the heavens and myriad worlds only here.

"What if there is an old Yinbi, who enters the Transcendent Realm in the slowest way, speeds up the slowest, but is the last to come out?"

"That's not the king of speed."

"Just a big shock, Gordons."

Anonymous is puzzled.

His mobile phone chain and the trendy items on his waist are extremely speechless, and he was shot while lying down, right?
Although the middle-aged man didn't know who the two were, he could guess that they were extremely wretched.

"You misunderstood."

"The locomotive has speed inertia. In the state of transcendence, people's thoughts are also accelerating, but they can't do such precise things."

"Plus, almost everyone tries to do that in the first place."

"The real finals will come only after some innocuous miscellaneous fish are dealt with and dragged to death."

"I participated in two sessions, and my rankings were relatively backward. This time, I must avenge my shame."

The middle-aged man said so.

"So it is."

"It's fair too."

"But isn't the winner takes all?"

"Maybe it's just a manipulation of the big forces in the wasteland."

"The lottery prizes offered by the various small forces are all wasted."

Anonymous couldn't help guessing like this.

"Do not."

"In this wilderness."

"There may be conspiracy and manipulation in everything. Bloody killings, resentment and anger are entangled for eternity."

"But except for this one."

"it's here."

"Speed ​​is the only religion."

"Break the shackles of this barren hell."

"Go outside to drink real wine and warm nephrite."

"Instead of..."

"Here are inferior and defective products processed by conscious souls."

"Get free."

"It is the strongest desire of everyone in this cage."

"You've only been here not long."

"I don't understand this obsession."

"Everyone here has been enchanted."

"If you can make a flying rider go up by one centimeter per second..."

"He is willing to sacrifice his most important thing, whether it is a close friend or a lover, soul or reason."

"Only faster."

"Fast enough to leave hatred, pain, joy or despair behind."

"Fast enough to surpass everything."

"They're all bewitched..."

Suddenly, the middle-aged man looked deeply, as if he had thought of something.

"You're still a fucking storyteller."

"but."

"I don't understand, it's none of my business."

"Quickly take out the best car, and I'll try it out."

Anonymous completely ignored these bad things and started robbing.

(End of this chapter)