Mo Shuwan wanted to say that people are capable of anything when they are in danger. Everyone is a stranger and no one knows anyone else. You never know when someone might stab you in the back.

Ultimately, she was just an ordinary person. After being betrayed by Chen Na during her last escape mission, she was already somewhat afraid. Apart from Wen Zuo, whom she knew a little about, she dared not easily trust other passengers.

These thoughts only lingered in her mind. Mo Shuwan looked at Wen Zuo, whose face was full of anxiety, hooked the lollipop wrapper with her little finger, and gently hummed in agreement to wait for the other passengers to leave together.

Wen Zuo breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Mo Shuwan's soft hair, his fingers itched a little as he quietly reached out towards the strands of hair he had been longing for. However, Mo Shuwan happened to look up and glanced at Wen Zuo's hand with a puzzled look. Wen Zuo reacted quickly by reaching behind his head to touch his hair and giving Mo Shuwan a gentle smile.

Seeing that Mo Shuwan had no special reaction, Wen Zuo felt relieved. Not daring to show any relief in front of her, he quickly typed out what he wanted to say on his phone.

—I'll go talk to them, wait for me.

Mo Shuwan nodded, and Wen Zuo quickly turned around to talk to the passengers who were looking at the back of their hands with worry.

Although Wen Zuo could only communicate with passengers via mobile phone, his composure gradually calmed them down. They had no objection to Wen Zuo's suggestion to leave together and find a safe place to live for a month. After all, there was no food or water here, and there were zombies around. It was impossible to survive here for a month.

"Okay, let's leave here together!"

Having briefly brought the passengers together, Wen Zuo felt a slight sense of relief and was preparing to return to Mo Shuwan's side when an unexpected event occurred.

A sudden scream rang out, followed by panicked shouts from the passengers: "Zombies! There are zombies!"

The heart-wrenching screams instantly turned the passengers, who had just begun to relax, pale as paper.

The zombie came from the back of the bus. At that time, the passengers were almost all facing away, so they didn't even notice the zombie coming from behind. It wasn't until they heard screams behind them that the passengers turned around in terror and saw a blood-covered 'person' cutting open the stomach of someone who had just been standing next to them.

Blood flowed onto the ground in the blink of an eye. The passenger who was tackled had unfocused eyes and a weaker voice, constantly calling for help.

"ah!!!"

The screams that rose and fell attracted the attention of more zombies in the distance, and the passengers rushed to the back, trying to get away from the zombies.

During this journey, a passenger who was very close to the bus was so frightened that he turned around and tried to rush onto the bus. Unfortunately, he only reached his hand into the door a little and before he could even lift his foot, he was thrown out by an invisible force. With a scream, he crashed into the lush weeds with a 'bang' and curled up in pain.

Mo Shuwan was blocked by the crowd and only knew that zombies were coming. She couldn't see what was happening at all. In the instant her heart was racing, she only felt a blur before her eyes and a figure flew straight over the heads of the passengers in front of her and landed with a thud not far away.

Before Mo Shuwan could even react, Wen Zuo, who had rushed in front of her, immediately pulled her against the flow of the crowd toward the direction where the zombies were.

"There are zombies there."

In the emergency, Wen Zuo protected Mo Shuwan with one hand and held a gun with the other. Unable to take out his phone to type, he could only use his actions to prove to Mo Shuwan what he was going to do.

The moment he squeezed through the crowd, Wen Zuo shielded Mo Shuwan behind him, blocking her view. Without hesitation, he shot the zombie lying on top of a passenger who wasn't completely dead in the back of the head. He watched the zombie fall, panting slightly, and immediately looked away, unable to bear it.

It was too gruesome and bloody...

On the other side, the passenger who had been thrown into the bushes by the bus was still groaning in pain. Other passengers were too afraid to make a sound, so the sound clearly reached Mo Shuwan's ears.

Mo Shuwan felt her thoughts finally drift back. She nervously gripped the specially made watermelon knife, wanting to come out from behind Wen Zuo to see what was going on, but Wen Zuo wouldn't let her, blocking her view completely.

The silence lasted less than a minute before the crying began to spread. Someone turned their head and saw the horrific scene of intestines, flesh, and blood scattered all over the ground not far away, and bent over, vomiting violently.

Having come so close to death, the passengers, who were still clinging to a glimmer of hope, finally faced reality. Vomiting filled the air, and an atmosphere of despair gradually spread...

"He...he...save...save...me..."

Due to his profession, Wen Zuo subconsciously took a step forward. Mo Shuwan, who was being forcefully protected behind him, couldn't keep up with his pace and stumbled. Her chin bumped against the backpack Wen Zuo was carrying on his back. She reflexively tried to reach out and rub it, but Wen Zuo was holding one hand with a watermelon knife in the other, so she couldn't make the move.

Wen Zuo immediately snapped out of his daze, protecting Mo Shuwan as she took a few steps back. The passengers' desperate pleas for help drifted into their ears intermittently. Wen Zuo frowned deeply, making Mo Shuwan turn her back and quickly type.

—Don't turn around, don't look back.

"Why?"

After confirming that Mo Shuwan could see the words on the phone, Wen Zuo turned around and went back to the passenger who was still calling for help. Mo Shuwan heard his footsteps and called out anxiously, "Wen Zuo? Wen Zuo!"

Hearing Mo Shuwan call his name, Wen Zuo turned around in surprise. He probably didn't expect her to know his name. He subconsciously opened his mouth, but then realized that he couldn't make a sound.

Wen Zuo gave Mo Shuwan a deep look before focusing his attention on the passenger. He had never seen such a bloody and cruel scene before, and a sense of unease rose in his heart. However, Wen Zuo quickly suppressed this unease and squatted down to carefully examine the passenger's abdominal wound.

His intestines were all ripped out; there was no saving him...

Wen Zuo looked up at the passenger's unfocused eyes, gripped his phone tightly. He knew very well that even if he typed something now, the other person wouldn't be able to see it. He sighed silently and stood quietly by the side, hoping to help collect the body.

Suddenly a passenger screamed, "Zombies...zombies are coming!"

Fortunately, the zombies were discovered before they could get close. Even so, the passengers were still in a panic. Although everyone was carrying weapons, those weapons were useless in the hands of the passengers whose minds were filled with fear. They were like toys.

It wasn't that no passengers wanted to rush to Wen Zuo's side for shelter, but Wen Zuo was still squatting at the 'murder' scene, with a zombie lying next to him, so no one dared to go over.

Mo Shuwan, the only one unaware of the truth, gripped the watermelon knife in her hand tighter and tighter. Based on the passengers' reactions, she quickly simulated the scene behind her in her mind. Feeling that she was fully prepared, she took a deep breath and slowly turned her head.

Unfortunately, even though she was mentally prepared, Mo Shuwan still felt dizzy when she saw the actual scene. The urge to vomit immediately surged from her stomach. A few seconds later, she quickly ran to the weeds, bent over, and began to vomit.