Road Survival: My RV is a Moving Castle

"We will now distribute number plates. Enter in order of your number. You will have 120 minutes to explore inside, so please remember to return to the teleportation point in time."

One of the three-star officers finished speaking.

They then distributed the number tags to each person in turn.

Song Chiyu also received one, the number "18".

She was also the last one.

Song Chiyu looked at Lin Yu questioningly, but the latter simply stuck his chin out towards the bottom of the well.

"You'll find out when you go down. I'll wait for you to come back here."

After he finished speaking, the people in front of him began to walk down the ladder to the bottom of the well.

When it was Song Chiyu's turn, she no longer hesitated.

Follow behind the person in front and carefully climb the ladder.

It was very quiet at the bottom of the well.

It can be seen that this white light is the natural light of the sun.

As everyone ventured deeper, the sounds overhead grew fainter, leaving only the steady breathing and the sounds of climbing.

I climbed for about three minutes.

Finally, Song Chiyu felt his feet touch the ground.

And the surrounding light became even brighter.

At the same time, a half-open door appeared directly in front of them.

Song Chiyu climbed down the ladder and followed the group of people out the gate.

In an instant, the light stung my eyelids.

Song Chiyu raised her hand to shield her eyes, but when she opened them again, she was stunned by the scene around her.

It was a very, very large street.

There were many white bubbles floating in mid-air on both sides of the street.

They stood side by side, like a honeycomb.

On the ground, countless bubbles were densely packed together, forming a wide road.

In addition to these bubbles, Song Chiyu discovered an even larger bubble above his head, which enveloped all the bubble streets.

Through the transparent bubble, Song Chiyu saw the sky he had seen when he passed through the big tree at the system headquarters during the previous ideological phase.

Endless grayish-brown.

The ground, except for the areas covered with bubbles, was covered with knee-high wild grass.

Its stems and leaves are large and thick, completely covering the ground.

If you look closely, you can see those densely packed, sticky bubbles.

Each one has many thin, transparent threads connecting it to the green grass below.

Especially the giant bubbles floating in the air are made of countless transparent threads, like kites.

A bold conjecture formed in Song Chiyu's mind.

Could this space be the mysterious region she had been to?

At that moment, a deep, resonant voice pulled her back to reality.

The three-star officer walked up to Song Chiyu and gave her a reminder.

"Here's a watch for you. It has a 120-minute countdown. Remember to get to this place in time when the watch gives you a reminder, and then head back."

After handing over the watch, he turned and left.

Song Chiyu then realized that the people who had come with her had already crossed the ground covered with weeds.

They started walking towards the bubbles.

So Song Chiyu quickly followed them.

The grass on the ground grew so densely that there was almost no place to put your feet.

With each step Song Chiyu took, he could feel the stem breaking under his feet.

At the same time, some wisps, as the stem broke, began to wrap around her shoes.

Song Chiyu lifted his foot to take a look.

Many transparent threads were found wrapped around the surface of her shoes.

Like a marshmallow, it wrapped her two feet together.

It looks sticky and gooey.

Song Chiyu put on gloves and used his hands to tear off the silk threads from the shoes.

These threads really did look like cotton candy.

Just one touch.

It immediately slipped from her hand and then disappeared under the grass.

Song Chiyu couldn't help but frown, wondering what this thing was.

She looked up at a soldier not far away and saw him using a knife to clear the transparent threads tangled under his feet as he walked.

Everyone else did the same.

So Song Chiyu followed suit and immediately took out a large machete from his backpack.

Clean up as you go.

Finally, she and everyone else arrived at the bubble.

These bubbles are amazing.

It looks incredibly fragile, as if it would break at the slightest touch.

Surprisingly, even standing on it wasn't a problem.

It's like standing on a bunch of super resilient balloons squeezed together.

It is very elastic.

Everyone started climbing up the hanging silk threads.

Song Chiyu took out a flying blanket from his spatial storage.

Since everyone's goal is the bubble floating in the air, let's just fly up there.

However, as soon as the flight blanket was taken out, it was immediately stopped by an officer not far away.

He pointed to the blanket in Song Chiyu's hand, then shook his head.

His expression was very serious.

Song Chiyu glanced down at the blanket, then at the officer.

They discovered that the person was carrying a backpack with what appeared to be a jetpack underneath.

Therefore, the other side can also use aircraft.

But they did not choose to fly.

Could there be some hidden rules involved?

Song Chiyu was puzzled, but still put the flying blanket away.

Then, it obediently followed the silk thread and climbed towards the large white bubble floating in the air.

Unlike other bubbles, the large bubble was milky white, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

When Song Chiyu climbed to the top of one of the bubbles.

My hands accidentally touched the bubbles.

The next moment, she felt as if her fingers were being sucked in by something.

At the same time, his gaze fell on the officer beside him.

They've all disappeared!

What about people?

Did it go into the bubbles?

Song Chiyu was surprised and then looked up at the bubbles that were so close to her.

At the same time, a strange wind blew by.

The bubbles in front of him suddenly tilted towards Song Chiyu.

Then it was completely enveloped within it.

Song Chiyu felt a sudden white light before her eyes, and her body felt as if it were wrapped in some kind of gel.

My nose felt constricted for a moment, but then it cleared up.

She smelled a very fragrant aroma, like the scent of some kind of food.

I suddenly opened my eyes to find myself surrounded by a cacophony of voices.

Song Chiyu found himself on a quaint, old-fashioned street.

This street is very, very large, with a complex and bustling neighborhood.

There were many people dressed in various ways: ancient people, interstellar people, animals wearing clothes, aliens, and even ghosts...

Looking at the person whose body was semi-transparent and floating in mid-air, Song Chiyu felt a chill run down her spine.

Both sides of the street are lined with vendors and shops that you only see in period dramas.

The training city he went to with Song Chiyu was very similar.

Perhaps it is that very place, just in a different neighborhood.

Song Chiyu made a bold guess in his mind.

She could read the characters on the shop signs, even though they weren't in traditional Chinese characters.

There are various shops and stores, including "Pill Shops," "Weapon Forging Shops," "Treasure Chest Shops," "Pet Hospitals," and "Devil Tree Convenience Stores"...

Wait a minute, the Devil Tree Convenience Store?