A journey of 1,000 kilometers is neither short nor long.

It's roughly the distance from Beijing to Suzhou; driving on the highway takes about fourteen hours.

The bus heading to the food street wasn't slow. Once the fog had cleared a bit, the display screen on the bus showed that it had traveled halfway.

However, during this 500-kilometer journey, they were attacked four times by unknown creatures in their eyes.

To be honest, the little girl was a bit anxious because her vision was filled with mosaics, the playful and colorful ones confusing all the horror elements.

She could only discern the horror of the monster outside the window from the middle-aged man's terrified screams.

Perhaps it's not the horror, but rather the monster's appearance that's hard to accept.

The visual mosaic added to Cheng Shuang's headache when the monsters broke through the ticket seller's grasp and stormed into the car. She found it difficult to analyze the weaknesses of the different monsters based on their actions, making it hard to launch any further effective attacks.

Many times, Luo An secretly led her to move quickly through the narrow carriage to avoid monster attacks, while also enduring the disdain of those who found her a nuisance.

The little girl really wanted to draw her firearm and, like Alice, blast all the monsters away with her cool moves, but her rationality prevented her from doing so. Firearms were no match for skills; if she became dependent on them, she'd be helpless without a way to replenish her bow and medicine later.

Moreover, the layout inside the carriage is limited. If you misjudge and create a hole in the bus, it will give the monsters outside, who have endless ways of attacking you, a breakthrough.

The skill cooldown period is when firearms truly shine.

The ticket seller, exhausted from running around, turned a blind eye to the mess inside the carriage, which relieved all the passengers. They then let loose and became increasingly rough, using the simplest and most uninhibited methods to defeat the monster.

Seven or eight hours passed, and the plans of some of the defenders who wanted to play dumb and hide their skills were all shattered. Four waves of attacks were launched in turn, and in the end, the ticket seller could only sweep the snow from his own doorstep.

Two of the five 'guinea pig' drivers in the driver's seat have already been eaten.

The car's speed visibly decreased, and the longer it dragged on, the more monsters it would encounter.

The girl in the white dress and the young man in the cowboy had to go and protect the 'guinea pig'. The others, perhaps due to a lack of skill, were already in a state of panic and unable to protect themselves. Some people started to get injured and bleed, but they knew what bloodshed meant and always used every means to stop the wounds from getting worse.

The couple who were embracing in the back seat of Cheng Shuang had a serious leg injury and were lying in the last row, crying and cursing incessantly.

It turns out that she and that man had only just met on the bus. She was a tourist, and the man was a supporter. They agreed that the man would contribute his strength and the woman would contribute her 'feelings'. However, before they even reached their destination, this temporary couple turned against each other because of the man's broken promise and betrayal.

When the man's skills were about to cool down, he used the woman as a shield, sending her right to the monster's mouth.

Fortunately, this woman was not just a pretty face. Even when attacked from all sides, she remained calm and tore off a piece of flesh from her thigh that had been bitten but not completely severed, throwing it away to divert the monster's attention. Otherwise, she would probably have died long ago.

Although in Cheng's eyes that piece of flesh was nothing more than a mosaic, it didn't mean she didn't understand how much this woman had done to herself in order to survive.

Her behavior terrified everyone on the bus, especially her ex-boyfriend, whose gaze towards her immediately turned strange, filled with wariness and murderous intent.

It's a skill for someone as ruthless as her to survive; similarly, those who betrayed her rarely met a good end.

That's why the woman kept cursing and swearing. She knew the man had murderous intentions towards her, so she might as well vent her anger. Anyway, the man's skills were frozen, and he wouldn't waste his energy by taking action now.

The car slowed down afterward, and the bloody smell of the injured woman attracted a steady stream of monsters to follow the passengers. Perhaps out of gratitude for being saved, the 'guinea pigs' pointed out the reason for the monsters' pursuit.

The two burly men sitting in front of Cheng Shuang cursed and tossed a roll of gauze to the injured woman, forcing her to bandage her bloody wound herself. This reduced the strong smell of blood, causing the monsters to lose their persistent target and gradually retreat into the light mist, unlike before when they were fighting to the death for a truckload of delicious food.

It is clear that the density of the fog affects the monsters.

Although Cheng Shuang could not discern the monster's physical features, she observed carefully and clearly recognized that the fog was the hiding place for most unknown things; they were both hunters and prey.

This land of death is teeming with monsters and fierce competition. It's not uncommon for new monsters to eat the remains of the previous monster in the carriage while attacking their prey. It seems there is a food chain among them, with each monster having its own strengths and weaknesses.

It is very similar to the natural world in the normal world.

Therefore, the thinner the fog, the less favorable it is for them to hunt and survive.

Cheng Shuang also noticed that, apart from the bird-keeper's corpse being thrown out of the carriage, the ticket seller had piled most of the monster's remains into her small ticket bag.

That's a space?

The little girl guessed that, but her guess was soon shattered when the ticket bag burped an unpleasant burp as she stuffed the corpses of the fourth wave of monsters into it, filling the entire carriage with a foul smell of stomach acid.

Even though the passengers knew they shouldn't be so curious, they still couldn't help but glance at the still-flat little bag.

The three remaining guinea pigs immediately started chattering, "Leave us a few! We're starving! We're starving! If we keep starving, we'll all die!"

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