Forty-nine rules of the end times

Chapter 10 Fang Qian's Choice
"Everyone go together!"

"That's right, get in my car, I'll drive!"

"Why should we just sit at home and wait to die?!"

"Exactly! Those rich people can definitely buy sedatives and get injections at the hospital!"

The noise outside grew louder and louder. Guan Tong and Fang Qian went to the balcony and looked down. They saw that there were already twenty or thirty people gathered at the entrance of the community.

These people were all extremely agitated, shouting that they needed to go to the hospital.

"It seems like everyone's nearing their limit," Guan Tong said. "Many people can't take it anymore."

Fang Qian asked, "Are they planning to rob the hospital of medicine? Is that really possible? Shouldn't there be security patrols on the streets?"

"They probably felt they couldn't hold on any longer and were going to fight to the death."

Guan Tong could actually understand. If it were him, and he were truly on the verge of a breakdown, who knows what he might do.

"So, is the reason why the internet is down because there are too many people making similar appointments to go to the hospital?"

"Probably."

Guan Tong believes that Fang Qian's association is not without merit.

Previously, even after the official discovery of the hidden rules, they didn't shut down the network. The sudden shutdown now is likely due to too many people arranging to go out together.

More people going out will inevitably lead to more street conflicts. More street conflicts will lead to more people being knocked unconscious... and thus more and more people will discover the existence of hidden rules.

This will cause the order to become increasingly chaotic.

The crowd gathered downstairs quickly left the residential area.

They are neither the first wave nor the last.

More and more people who have persevered until now, but can no longer stay at home, are beginning to ignore the official ban and choose to leave their homes.

Even Fang Qian, looking at the increasingly dense crowds in the distance, felt a little restless.

"Guan Tong, don't you want to go out?"

"No," Guan Tong replied crisply.

"why?"

"Think about it, after not sleeping for so long, everyone is probably like a powder keg, ready to explode at any moment. Going to crowded places at this time could easily lead to large-scale conflicts and get you caught in the crossfire."

Upon hearing the word "conflict," Fang Qian couldn't help but think of the incident involving "knocking out" and "sobering mints," and her eyes widened.

Guan Tong then looked up at the sky.

The red countdown continues.

30: 18: 06
"There are only 30 hours left. If we just hang in there, we'll get through."

After saying that, Guan Tong sat back down on the stool and fought off her drowsiness by reading.

Fang Qian was determined to hold on for the last 30 hours. She put away her phone and stopped refreshing the network repeatedly.

Previously, frequently reading news online made her very anxious, so she decided to learn from Guan Tong and went to the study to pick out a book to read.

One hour, two hours, three hours.

The last 30 hours felt like an eternity.

At this point, Guan Tong no longer cared about what was happening outside. He knew that his only enemy now was himself.

He repeatedly told himself: 72 hours without sleep is far from the known limit of human beings, I can definitely persevere.

Fang Qian, who shared a room with him, was also going through immense torment.

She was so terrified that she dared not look at the countdown to see how much time was left. The more sleepy she became, the more she couldn't help but think of the phone call her father had made to her.

When her father asked if Guan Tong was by her side, his meaning was crystal clear: he wanted her to be willing to do anything to survive, even harming her classmate Guan Tong, when she was about to collapse.

At first, she absolutely disapproved of this behavior, but now, as she becomes more and more tired, her heart is also wavering.

I'm so sleepy, I really can't go on...

Maybe in another hour, no, maybe in ten minutes, maybe I'll fall asleep in the next second...

I don't want to die, what will happen to my parents... Fang Qian struggled internally. She felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, to the point where she could barely keep them open.

If it weren't for her parents, she might have chosen to give up.

but……

Fang Qian looked at Guan Tong.

Guan Tong is an orphan.

Yes, that's right, he's an orphan. If... if only one of us could survive, wouldn't it be better for me, with my parents...?

The moment this thought popped into Fang Qian's head, she was startled by her own words.

She never imagined that she could have such a thought. Was she an inherently evil person?

No, I'm not!
I was just... driven by the instinct to survive...

Fang Qian's eyes gradually hardened, as if she had made a decision.

She stood up and walked towards the kitchen. As she passed Guan Tong, she asked, "Guan Tong, do you... want some coffee?"

Guan Tong nodded: "Okay, thanks."

Now he was starting to feel the strain and had to rely on external help to stay conscious as much as possible.

"Then I'll go make it."

Fang Qian went into the kitchen and made coffee.

She brought it out and handed one of the cups to Guan Tong.

If you take advantage of him looking down to drink his coffee, and use the glass in your hand...

Fang Qian felt her heart pounding wildly, as if it were about to jump out of her throat.

Guan Tong took the coffee, but instead of drinking it immediately, she stood up and stared at Fang Qian.

"Fang Qian, what do you want to do?"

"what……"

"There's no water in your cup," Guan Tong said.

Fang Qian was taken aback when she heard this. She looked down and found that there was indeed only coffee powder in her cup, no water.

She was so focused on the plan that she forgot to pour herself some water!

"And judging from the way you're holding the cup... are you trying to ambush me while I'm drinking my coffee and knock me out with it?"

Fang Qian gripped the glass handle tightly with her right hand, her wrist slightly drooping and turned outward. This gesture didn't look like she was about to drink; it looked more like she was going to use the glass as a blunt weapon to attack.

"Guan, Guan Tong...I...how could you..."

Fang Qian was shocked that her plan had been seen through, and she froze on the spot, at a loss for what to do.

Guan Tong's eyes were cold.

“You know about the hidden rules, don’t you?” he said. “Your parents are both well-known researchers. You mentioned before that they were organized by the authorities to study countermeasures against the rules of the apocalypse. So, it’s highly likely that the authorities will tell them about the hidden rules.”

"Afterwards, your parents informed you of the information via mobile phone... So you wanted to get the prop to keep me conscious by knocking me unconscious? Fang Qian, I never thought you would be this kind of person."

Upon hearing Guan Tong's words and seeing his indifferent expression, Fang Qian suddenly became much more sober.

"Guan Tong, you knew about the hidden rules all along? How did you know...? Then why didn't you use them..."

“How I know is none of your business,” Guan Tong interrupted. “I don’t use it because I don’t want to kill innocent people for my own survival.”

Upon hearing this, Fang Qian's eyes welled up with tears: "I'm sorry, Guan Tong... I was just too tired, my mind was foggy, and I acted impulsively..."

"Fang Qian, leave my house right now."

Guan Tong had no intention of listening to Fang Qian's explanations anymore; in his eyes, Fang Qian was no longer trustworthy. The only reason he let her go was because she hadn't attacked; if she had, Guan Tong would have shown no mercy.

"Leave now, or don't blame me for being rude."

(End of this chapter)