Gu Qingcheng didn't care about the violent man's thoughts.

She was like a proud young lady, and was very proud of discovering the secret on the card.

"As long as you reach Blood Moon Villa, you'll complete the mission. You'll receive a newbie gift pack."

The more Gu Qingcheng spoke, the more she felt that her guess was correct.

The aggressive man had originally intended to recruit her, and seeing Gu Qingcheng like this, he cooperated very well: "You're right! I think so too!"

After hearing what the two said, the other passengers lowered their heads and looked at the cards in their hands.

After a moment, they nodded in agreement.

"So, as long as we can successfully reach the Blood Moon Villa, that'll be all that's left?"

“That should be it!”

"...Wait, do you remember the announcement you heard when you first entered this bus?"

It was the same white-collar worker who calmly raised the question.

Everyone: ...

They thought about it carefully.

Gu Qingcheng was the first to speak. "I don't know what you heard. I only heard two sentences—"

"Hello, passengers, welcome to bus No. 444."

"The destination is Blood Moon Villa, three kilometers away, and the estimated travel time is forty minutes."

The white-collar worker nodded, "I said the same thing."

"Yes, that's what I heard!"

"So, three kilometers? And forty minutes?"

"...We're going to be on this bus for forty minutes?"

Finally, the passengers realized the problem.

This bus is so weird, especially when the young man was thrown out, he screamed "There's a ghost in the bus" like a ghost.

Oh my god!

The remaining six passengers couldn't help but tremble.

The strangest thing was that while these people in the car kept guessing, the driver's seat remained silent.

It seemed as if it didn't hear everyone's conversation, or maybe it didn't care at all.

Its job is just to drive, drive, drive!

The boy in the couple thought and thought again, and tried to stretch his neck to look forward.

His position is also behind the driver's seat.

But because of the distance and the fact that it was two steps higher, Gu Qingcheng could see more than the one in the middle.

He could at least see part of the space behind the transparent baffle on the driver's seat.

Logically, he should be able to see the driver's head.

However, he only saw a cloud of black mist.

Is there really a ghost?

After enduring for a long time, the boy finally couldn't help himself and asked tentatively, "Driver, are we going to Blood Moon Villa?"

No response!

But, no one opened the car door and threw the person out.

Everything seemed as if nothing had happened.

This can already give encouragement to passengers.

The angry man relaxed a little and asked cautiously, "Driver, will our car stop midway?"

After saying this, he also thought of the fate of the man just now, and hurriedly made amends: "I don't want to get off the car. I, I'm just asking!"

Still no response, no "punishment".

The driver was like a soulless tool, unable to hear or speak.

After two rounds of trials, although the passengers were still afraid, they had relaxed a little.

Some people began to take the initiative to introduce themselves——

"Everyone, we should be players entering the same game instance."

"Meeting is fate, and when it comes to completing a mission, it's better to work together."

The person who spoke was the violent man on Gu Qingcheng's right. He was not the oldest person in the carriage, but he was in his thirties, which was the prime of his life.

The man with the rage felt that he was the most qualified to be the leader. "My name is Zheng Weisen, I'm 32 years old, and I'm an e-commerce operator in real life."

After the first one, there was a second one, this time it was the boy in the couple: "Hello everyone, my name is Qian Zhou, I'm 21 years old, a senior student, I, I have practiced fighting."

Then came the girl next to Qian Zhou. "My name is Li Mengmeng, I'm 20 years old, and I'm a college classmate of Qian Zhou."

The fourth person to speak was a white-collar worker: "Wu Zixuan, 29 years old, office worker."

The fifth one was a middle-aged man sitting in the last row. "Wang Hongyi, forty years old."

Wang Hongyi is the oldest and the most silent.

He just said this from beginning to end.

As a distinguished young lady, Gu Qingcheng naturally spoke last: "I am Gao Aojun, twenty-two years old."

Gao Aojun?

Just what's in a name?

We are still XX sauce.

I have to say that Gu Qingcheng's name this time is quite problematic.

Especially the younger generation, when they hear these three words, they subconsciously want to complain.

However, this is bus No. 444, and no one knows anything. Everyone is in fear, panic, and helplessness.

They don't even bother to care about other people's names.

Instead of focusing on these, you might as well take another look at the cards. Maybe you will find something new.

"Holy shit! Cards!"

"Fuck! What is this?"

Suddenly, someone in the carriage started swearing again.

Others also rushed to see.

The three lines of text on the card have changed:

The title is still "Bus No. 444"

The Destination and Reward lines disappeared.

In their place were names like: Zheng Weisen, Qian Zhou, Li Mengmeng, Wu Zixuan, Wang Hongyi, Gao Aojun, and Zhao Feng.

But the last name had been crossed out horizontally with a red pen.

"Was that person Zhao Feng?"

"He, he was expelled?"

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