The ticket seller seemed easy to 'communicate with,' but he was actually a ruthless fellow who immediately sliced ​​a 'guinea pig' in half.

The guinea pig, broken in two, stood up, and as it wobbled, a bloody head emerged from its lower body.

And the 'guinea pig' that rolled into the corner had its hind legs pop out from under its head.

The two pieces instantly become two, like an earthworm regenerating.

They were just a little smaller than the normal version. Cheng Shuang saw that, judging from the distribution of the mosaic pattern, their appearance should be the same.

The two regenerated guinea pigs glanced fearfully at the ticket seller, then climbed onto the steering wheel without a word and continued to work diligently.

The other three normal guinea pigs only had an open button on their mouths, not an close button. They dared not continue targeting the ticket seller, so they shifted their focus and began to mock their own brothers, saying all sorts of nasty things: shorty, ugly, coward, cowardly... and many other vicious rumors that were so disgusting that one wanted to cover their ears.

But Cheng Shuang couldn't care less about any of that.

As the bright red blood sprayed across the entire carriage, the viscous liquid splattered onto her forehead and then dripped from her temple onto her palm.

It is a complete and independent building block...

The little girl suspected that the visual mosaic bug she was experiencing was getting worse.

She tried to tear the disposable paper cup in her hand with her bare hands, and the cup shattered into pieces that fell onto the small partition.

The ticket seller, who was about to open the car door, suddenly stopped. Her masked head turned stiffly, and the holes in the mask around her eyes stared straight in Cheng Shuang's direction.

The passengers in the car were shocked by the ticket seller's ruthless attitude of using force rather than words, and they all cast sympathetic glances at Cheng Shuang. However, as the ticket seller gradually drifted to her seat, they all indifferently withdrew their gazes.

The young girl had quite the leisure time, so she took the opportunity to look around the car and get a feel for the performance of each maintenance worker.

The man in the wide-brimmed hat, the young man in the cowboy hat, and the girl in the white dress remained indifferent to the outside world, not even lifting their heads. The others, on the other hand, were all watching the spectacle with amusement, as could be seen from their occasional furtive glances.

Don't ask Cheng Shuang how she could distinguish someone's eyes from a bunch of mosaic block figures.

The yellowish-white block face is inlaid with two conspicuous black blocks, which resemble the puppet's eyes and have no function of concealing them when the puppet moves.

The pixel count of the visual mosaic bug is too low to simulate extra eyelids, so no one can peek at her and escape her eyes! Because in her eyes, their eyeballs have nowhere to hide.

The little girl inexplicably straightened her chest, looking quite proud...

As the ticket seller floated in front of her, Cheng Shuang reacted quickly, sweeping the mosaic tile from her water cup into her hand and shoving it directly at the ticket seller's eyes.

"Ticket seller, where is the trash can? I need to throw away my trash."

Without saying a word, the ticket seller slowly reached behind her waist.

Cheng Shuang could even hear the middle-aged man next to her suddenly breathe heavily, and the atmosphere immediately became tense.

To be precise, the atmosphere became tense as several passengers began to steal glances at each other.

They seemed to be expecting something, like the ticket seller cutting off people's heads, or seeing what this little girl, whether a maintainer or a seasoned tourist, was capable of.

However, to their disappointment, the two did not actually fight!

Because the ticket seller pulled a handheld trash can out from behind his waist.

Cheng Shuang carefully threw the trash in, smiled sweetly at the ticket seller and thanked her. As her hand brushed against the ticket seller's cold palm, she slipped a cute chocolate-filled candy into it.

The ticket seller tilted her head, a hint of confusion visible beneath her mask.

The little girl smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work all the way, sister!"

The greasy double whammy is back!

Without saying a word, the ticket seller put the candy back into her ticket bag and slowly floated out of the carriage.

When she opened the door, the guinea pigs slowed down as if they hadn't been the ones arguing with her just moments before.

The black mosaic antlers never gave up. A dark mass of mosaics was being observed by Cheng Shuang, who happened to shift her gaze and suddenly noticed a trembling mosaic tail emerging from the steering wheel.

The little girl leaned against the window, straightened her back, and looked at the driver's seat. Sure enough, the three mosaic tiles on the steering wheel were trembling incessantly, like building blocks about to fall apart. Cheng Shuang was worried that they would lose control of the steering wheel.

So, they start talking big, is it because they're afraid of those treacherous people outside?

Cheng Shuang suddenly remembered the quartet of 'Guinea Pigs'. The guinea pigs eat everything, and the driver was no exception.

She quickly shifted her gaze to the doorway, where the ticket seller's feet were somehow wedged into the doorway on either side, and his two scissor-like hands were snapping away, cutting off each of the worm-eaten people who came along.

Given the perspectives of those who maintain these sites, it's unlikely that they would find anything disgusting or terrifying.

However, faint, indistinct sounds of retching could be heard coming from inside the car.

The little girl looked bewildered. She craned her neck, eager to see what lay outside the door, but all she could see were mosaic pieces that had fallen from the woodworm.

If I had to point out the differences, it would be that some pieces are larger, some are smaller, some are deep red, some are mottled white, some are jet black... a colorful array, quite beautiful...

Cheng Shuang sat back down dejectedly, unaware that the middle-aged man next to her, who was retching while holding a plastic bag, thought to himself, "This young girl has a really strong mentality. Ugh, she's not someone to mess with. No, maybe she's the kind of cruel, sadistic person you see in movies, someone who's born with a love for killing. Ugh!"

The man cursed inwardly. The Gate of Reincarnation was not a normal gate. Instead of avoiding such a bloody scene, the child seemed to want to pounce on it. How could he dare to cheat and swindle and seek any benefits under such circumstances?

The middle-aged man suppressed all his shady thoughts and kept his head down, avoiding Cheng Shuang until he got off the bus.

Cheng Shuang: ? ? ? ? Did she misunderstand the older man? ? ?

The ticket seller's scissor-like hand was incredibly sharp; the gnats would shatter at the slightest touch. Knowing that the doors were difficult to breach, they continued their attack towards the windows.

Cheng Shuang noticed that all the bird-eating people unanimously avoided the bus compartment, that is, the place with the fancy paintings.

She guessed that the paint had some effect on the bird-eating man.

But not all car enthusiasts are willing to give up the wide-open car door.

The aroma of the food grew stronger as the door opened, driving the parasites into a frenzy. Countless birds circled in the sky and then swooped down, like a flock of geese in formation, charging towards the ticket seller in an orderly and purposeful manner.

The pointed, mouth-like mosaic tiles opened up and down, one after another lunging at the ticket seller's scissors, attempting to use the combined force of the "mouths" to close the scissors.

Whether or not they can successfully restrain the ticket sellers, it is enough to show that these parasites are intelligent and have a sense of teamwork.