After the bus had traveled for ten hours and more than 800 kilometers, the fog had thinned to almost disappear.

The scenery on both sides gradually came into view.

How can I describe it!

A desolate apocalypse?

An annihilated civilization?

Twisted and twisted reinforced concrete structures collapsed on both sides of the road, as if they had been gnawed by rats and ants. Holes of varying sizes were pierced through the thick iron frame, and in each hole were pairs of fluorescent green eyes, staring at the bus with eagerness and greed. There were so many of them that they could instantly trigger trypophobia.

The road ahead is the only sign that humans have ever existed. The white lane markings on both sides of the lime road are no longer for driving, but two solid lines with fancy patterns. Occasionally, a car will drive off the line, but will quickly return to its original position.

Because every time the bus crosses the line, the eyes in the hole would peek out, as if they were about to rush over, but then they would suppress all their thoughts once the bus returned to its original course.

The guinea pig drivers weren't using their eyes to observe traffic conditions; they were using their noses, which is why the car was swaying so much. With two of the larger guinea pigs gone, the drivers' sense of smell was also weakened, and they couldn't pick up the speed at all.

But after the guinea pigs finished gnawing on the severed limb, all three of them suddenly swelled up, growing from the size of two palms to the size of a Shiba Inu, and the car sped off.

Because of their excessive speed, the monsters lost their urge to chase after them and began to calm down.

There are still 100 kilometers to go.

Everyone closed their eyes, exhausted, trying to get some rest.

In the distance, a figure stood indistinctly by the roadside. It seemed that a breeze had picked up, causing the mist to disperse and then gather again, making the figure appear dreamlike and unreal.

The ticket seller tilted his head, looked at the shadow in the distance, then at the woman in the back seat who looked like she was dying from blood loss, and silently tapped the head of the person in the seat with his finger.

Even though they knew her actions wouldn't harm them, they still opened their eyes warily, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable, as if something was stuck in their throat.

After counting, the ticket seller clearly thought there weren't enough passengers, and just before reaching the location of the figure, he shook a rope suspended in the air.

The rope made a crisp, tinkling sound.

The guinea pigs started their chorus again, complaining that the ticket seller was too greedy and that having more passengers was not a good thing. They repeated their complaints over and over.

The ticket seller was unwavering; she rang her bell for as long as the trio sang.

The car had no choice but to stop when it reached the figure.

As soon as the car door opened, a figure darted out. The person was nowhere near as composed as when standing by the roadside, and hurriedly sat behind the brim of the wide-brimmed hat.

His face was deathly pale, and he kept looking in the direction he had left. His hoarse voice, strained and shrill with anxiety, cried out, "Drive! Drive! It's catching up! Drive now!"

The last three words only revealed fear.

The ticket seller calmly stood up, floated to the tall, thin man's side, and held out her hand. "Ticket."

Cheng Shuang noticed that when she said this word, she made the sound from her abdomen, specifically from the ticket pouch.

The tall, thin man's eyes remained fixed on the window, and he stiffly repeated, "Tickets?"

"Tickets!" the ticket seller continued to demand.

The sound finally brought the man back to his senses. He turned his head, his eyes bulging red from panic and fright, as if he had just cried.

The man fumbled in his pockets, his whole body gradually trembling, his expression filled with guilt and unease, clearly not someone who had a ticket.

Everyone instinctively looked at the woman in the back seat.

It is common knowledge that tourists do not have tickets to enter.

The woman who had lost a lot of blood had her ex-boyfriend vouch for her, paying ten packs of frozen steaks in exchange for the right to ride the bus.

If this person cannot produce a ticket, they are likely to either become food for the ticket seller or be kicked off the bus.

The ticket seller persistently demanded the ticket, the man trembled with panic, while the 'guinea pig' kept making sarcastic remarks, trying to turn the man from a passenger into a snack.

At this moment, no one was in the mood to watch the spectacle of their fellow human beings. Instead of taking the time to close their eyes and rest, and recover their strength, they were likely to be the ones being watched soon.

Therefore, apart from Cheng Shuang, who was well-rested, no one else noticed the man's body, which was trembling and swelling... no, it should be described as a skin-colored mosaic!

The man's skin, like a rubber ball, was stretched thinner and thinner, to the point that the blood-red subcutaneous tissue was visible through it, and his eyeballs were so swollen by the bulging skin that they were about to pop out of their sockets.

The ticket seller, oblivious to the situation, remained determined to collect the ticket. In her eyes, the person in the seat was undoubtedly a nuisance trying to evade payment. Thus, she slowly raised her other arm, gradually turning it into scissors...

Cheng Shuang, who had been observing the situation, immediately sensed something was wrong, because the ticket seller had no idea that her sharp scissor-like hand had already poked the man's thin and delicate skin.

The little girl's eyes widened suddenly, and she instinctively shouted, "Get down!"

Her voice was very distinctive; others just thought it was a child fooling around and didn't even blink, even finding her a bit noisy. Only three people in the carriage reacted at the same time—two people in wide-brimmed hats and the girl in the white dress.

They quickly lay down on the spot.

Because of her small stature, Cheng Shuang not only lay completely on the gap in the seat, but also wrapped herself in a thin layer of Dragon Flame. Fearing that the floor would burn if she came into direct contact with it, the little girl quickly took out a fireproof and moisture-proof mat and placed it under her.

The mat couldn't be exposed to the flames for long, but the man exploded in just a few seconds.

The flames instantly burned the foreign objects that splashed onto them to ashes.

The crackling sound was definitely not a normal reaction from flesh and blood.

Sure enough, before Cheng Shuang could even look up to observe, shouts rang out incessantly, "What the hell is this thing!"

"Ah! They're burrowing into my skin!"

"It's bugs! Ahhh, stomp them to death, stomp them now!"

The little girl peeked out from her seat. The entire carriage was enveloped in blood. There were no traces of skeletons or internal organs left on the man's seat, only a thick pool of blood-red mosaic. At the same time, countless black dots, like fireflies, floated in every corner of the carriage.

When it landed on the flames surrounding her, it was like water droplets falling into a pan of oil, sizzling and then disappearing after a small patch of black smoke formed a mosaic.

There were so many black dots that Cheng Shuang looked like a human-shaped chimney expelling black smoke.

The guinea pig driver screamed and cursed incessantly at the ticket seller, "I told you not to open the door, but you wouldn't listen! You brainless bastard, you ugly monster who only knows how to shut up! You actually let in the molten worms! Ahhh, I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

"Aaaaaah, I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

I'm going to die!

The guinea pig driver was the second to explode in flames. As their thin skin cracked, countless black dots gushed out with the blood, covering the sky.

The bus suddenly went out of control, veering off the solid line meant to protect against monsters, and crashed head-on into the twisted steel bars beside the road.