The Sixteenth Game: Battle Royale 19

Just after surviving the game's tracking phase, a group of players sat together. The sky outside was still pitch black. They gathered around the fire, chatting and laughing, enjoying a moment of relaxation after the battle.

They joked around and exchanged dirty jokes. When someone said something funny, they would all burst into laughter—the atmosphere was harmonious and pleasant.

On the other side, Zhang Yuanyuan was driving a small car, roaming around.

She discovered a strange phenomenon—ordinary players were migrating like flocks of migratory birds. A massive group of people was heading in the same direction.

It seemed as if they had reached some unspoken agreement. There was no arguing, no looting, and definitely no gunfights. If someone broke the rules, the group would swarm them and attack.