At the same time, Qian Jiangyue and Hawkeye were rushing towards the opening surprise. However, the farther they got from the city, the more they felt the strangeness surrounding them.
On both sides of the road, scavengers using mechanical arms to pick up trash were continuously repeating meaningless actions. The birds flying in the sky seemed to be stuck, though they kept flapping their wings, they remained stationary. More importantly, the car tires in front were spinning continuously, yet the vehicles hadn't moved an inch.
The scene in front, appearing perfectly normal in a game, now unfolded within the dream.
"What's going on?" Qian Jiangyue glanced around. Although the two of them hadn't been affected by the bizarre circumstances of the dream, the car ahead was blocking the way. This question wasn't mainly directed at Hawkeye, but at the agent Xiao Tai in his mind.
However, Xiao Tai didn't reply, not even a sound, as if he had never existed.
