The four words - shut-in, fair-skinned, short, and weak - perfectly describe Mo Shuwan.
Until one day, she boarded the mysterious dimensional bus and gained a group of变态 teammates...
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"Yes, yes, there's another one lying on the ground over there. Although he's not dead yet, what's the difference between that and killing him in this environment!" The passengers spoke indignantly, their voices also revealing a deep sense of lingering fear, as if if they didn't speak up, they would be the next ones to be 'killed'.
Mo Shuwan didn't react much to the passengers' complaints. She didn't believe that humans in this zombie-infested world would so easily believe outsiders.
But she wasn't in a hurry; Wen Zuo was. Listening to the passengers' barrage of slander against Mo Shuwan, his anger began to rise rapidly. He was about to step forward when Mo Shuwan, quick as a flash, grabbed him.
“It’s not that simple.” After saying that, Mo Shuwan looked at the passengers who had already moved a distance away, looked up at Wen Zuo, and said seriously, “Did you see that female passenger just now? The one who came out and pointed her out later, getting emotional.”
Wen Zuo, who was being held back by Mo Shuwan, barely managed to suppress his anger and nodded after thinking for a moment.
"She's a bit strange."
Wen Zuo was stunned, somewhat confused by Mo Shuwan's meaning.
"I was lying when I said I saw that girl push someone."
Wen Zuo knew, of course, that she was lying. No one knew better than him where she was at the time. He frowned and pondered Mo Shuwan's words, "She's a bit strange." He looked down at Mo Shuwan, his eyes full of surprise.
Seeing Wen Zuo's reaction, Mo Shuwan couldn't help but laugh. She quickly realized that laughing was inappropriate at the moment, so she hurriedly covered her laughter with a cough and said, "Since I was just talking nonsense, then of course there can't be any witnesses. It's just that I spoke so confidently at the time that people naturally followed my line of thought. In order to go with the flow, they thought that there would be one or two people who had seen it."
"But the female passenger's reaction was a bit off. She seemed eager to pin the blame for 'pushing' on the girl. Did you see the relaxed expression on her face when she was scared? I can understand being scared, but being relaxed is strange."
In fact, as soon as Mo Shuwan started speaking, Wen Zuo realized that something was wrong. However, he listened attentively the whole time, except for a small part of his attention being on guard against Bai Shu and his group. The rest of his attention was on Mo Shuwan. The question she asked made Wen Zuo feel a little uncomfortable, and he awkwardly took out his phone.
—I wasn't looking at her at the time.
Mo Shuwan's eyes widened slightly. "Well, it's nothing. I just wanted to tell you that I might have stumbled upon the truth about the passenger being bitten by a zombie. However, it's very likely that the female passenger was the one who pushed the person." She lowered her head and rubbed her sore neck, saying softly, "I just don't know if she did it unintentionally or intentionally."
—We'll separate from them when we have the chance later; for now, let's go to the safe zone together.
Mo Shuwan looked up at Wen Zuo again, "That's what I wanted to say, but I didn't say it directly because I was worried you wouldn't agree."
Wen Zuo looked puzzled.
Why would I disagree?
"You have such a strong sense of responsibility. You take such good care of someone like me who you don't even know."
Wen Zuo opened his mouth, rubbed his slender fingers on his phone, but did not respond to the question. He simply smiled at Mo Shuwan.
While the two were discussing, Xiangzi and his group had already basically figured out the current situation. First, apart from the two people still standing on the highway, the others in this group were basically powerless to fight. Second, this group had no idea that this place would soon become a living hell.
The second point alone was enough to surprise Xiangzi and his companions. How could there be people in this world who didn't know the terror of the blood moon?
Xiangzi turned his head and glanced at the muscular man beside him. At the man's signal, he bypassed the passengers and walked towards Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo.
As they approached, Xiangzi could clearly sense the other party's wariness. He stopped a few steps away and said, "We are from the mountain forest safety zone. We just happened to find you. There's no need to be so nervous."
Mo Shuwan, who was instantly blocked by Wen Zuo, stared at Wen Zuo's back for a few seconds with some helplessness, then silently walked out and grabbed Wen Zuo, who was trying to block her again. Looking at Xiangzi, who was chewing on a blade of grass, she asked, "What do you want from us?"
Xiangzi smiled and looked at the bag Wen Zuo was carrying. "Don't worry, our safe zone always welcomes valuable people. Give me the bag on your back, and I can save your lives."
Mo Shuwan didn't speak, and Wen Zuo was speechless; they remained silent for a moment.
Xiangzi spat out the weeds in his mouth, glanced at the blood moon, and, not wanting to beat around the bush any longer, simply told the truth: "You don't even know the consequences of leaving the blood moon outside. Without our help, you will soon be wiped out without a trace."
Mo Shuwan was startled and subconsciously looked up at the moon. In her vision, the lower half of the moon was completely covered in blood, which looked particularly eerie in the dark night and overgrown with weeds. Her heart began to beat faster involuntarily. After a long while, she lowered her head and pursed her dry and pale lips.
Aren't you going to watch?
Wen Zuo remained wary of Xiangzi, and even though Mo Shuwan had lowered her head, Wen Zuo did not look up.
Xiangzi could only shrug and scratch his muddy, messy hair. "You don't have much time to think about it."
Mo Shuwan took deep breaths and slowly regulated her emotions, barely managing to suppress the panic that surged up in her heart. "Without food here, there is no way to survive. What's the difference between asking us to hand over our food and cutting off our way to survival? Always leave a way out. Who knows if you might need our help somewhere in the future?"
Xiangzi was somewhat surprised, not expecting that the girl who seemed to have little fighting ability would say such a thing. However, he thought of the descriptions from the others earlier. The other party dared to shoot and kill people, so she must not be as weak as she appeared. After considering for a moment, he said, "Half of you, I'll take you into the safe zone."
There are a few things that don't need to be said, both sides understand: entering the safe zone is fine, leaving half of the food behind is also fine, but both sides must demonstrate their strength.
Mo Shuwan glanced at Wen Zuo and finally agreed to Xiangzi's suggestion.
Having reached a preliminary consensus, Xiangzi smiled with satisfaction and raised his hand to give Luo Jingdong and the others an OK sign.
When Mo Shuwan, Wen Zuo, and Xiangzi arrived together, the passengers who had been speaking ill of the two earlier felt a little guilty and couldn't help but start to resent Xiangzi and the others.
I told you they were scary, why did you still bring them along!
Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo stood away from the other passengers, waiting for two burly men to carry the unconscious girl and the pained Qin Lei. Finally, the group set off in a grand procession.
After rushing into the forest, Xiangzi asked, "Luo Jingdong, how much safe time do we have left?"