After getting in the car, she logged into the forum on her phone and posted the news of the change of location. The passengers who were initially hesitant immediately rushed forward to hail a taxi.

Some passengers who couldn't stop the reporters left in a hurry and started running. In less than ten minutes, everyone except the reporters had left the Huinong Hotel.

Half an hour later, in a remote area, all the passengers who had come to keep their appointment finally gathered together.

"You can ask us any questions you have now, and we will tell you as long as we know the answer."

The passengers looked at Mo Shuwan and still couldn't connect her with the image they had imagined. One passenger couldn't help but say, "Moderator, I thought you were a man."

Mo Shuwan smiled and asked in return, "You think women can't be forum moderators?"

"No, no, of course not. I just thought you would look more imposing."

Standing to the side, Wen Zuo frowned and said, "You don't have much time left, don't waste it asking these meaningless questions."

"I want to know if we'll die if we participate in the competition?"

"I don't know, it depends on your own efforts."

"Moderator, what format is the competition? Are only people from our area participating?"

Mo Shuwan shook her head. "No, all bus passengers will participate in the competition, whether they are passengers on the old bus or the new bus."

"Are we the new bus?"

Actually, you can guess the answer to this question without even asking, since their bus names all have the character "新" (new) before them.

A barrage of questions followed, and Mo Shuwan's throat grew dry from talking. She took a sip of water and handed the task of answering the questions over to Wen Zuo. She sat down cross-legged and looked at Yu Yan, who had a blank expression on her face. She knew that what they were saying probably had a different meaning to her now.

I felt inexplicably sad.

If one day Liu Dongcheng couldn't hold on... She sighed and suddenly felt that the bus company's decision to let the families forget the deceased passengers might be the right one. At least that way, they wouldn't feel like the sky was falling after their family members disappeared without a trace. They would forget the existence of this person and live on.

Mo Shuwan had just come to her senses when she saw a young man with bloodshot eyes staring at her from not far away. For some reason, a name popped into her mind.

"Is it that I don't want to become a corpse?"

The young man's pupils contracted sharply, and he asked incredulously, "Moderator, you know me?"

"I don't know, it's just a gut feeling."

The young man looked disappointed. He wanted to say a few more words to Mo Shuwan, but Mo Shuwan pointed to Wen Zuo, who was answering questions, so the young man had no choice but to focus his attention on Wen Zuo again.

The new passengers had a lot of questions, all sorts of trivial ones, and answering them took quite a while. Along the way, more and more new passengers arrived and joined the group. However, Mo Shuwan glanced around and didn't see Qin Liu and the others, or even the passengers on buses number two through one hundred.

Those who came this time were passengers who had only completed one to three mission worlds. After completing four mission worlds, they could obtain information from the Time Bus Exchange Forum and naturally did not need to come to the appointment again.

Wen Zuo said, "The reason we've gathered here today is not only to tell you about the Time Bus, but also to help you recognize faces. There's a high chance that you'll need to cooperate during the competition, and the people around you now could very well become your teammates."

"Will you guys be our teammates too?"

After this question was asked, the passengers became nervous. Although Mo Shuwan, the moderator, was somewhat different from what they had imagined, and some of the team members even brought their wives and children, and some were still eating, they seemed unreliable. However, they were passengers who had actually spent at least five mission worlds!

For the new passengers, the concept of five worlds was something they couldn't even imagine. Only after experiencing it firsthand did they realize how difficult each mission world was. Their survival was largely thanks to the posts about the mission worlds made by Mo Shuwan.

The details mentioned in those posts saved them a lot of trouble.

"It's possible, it's also possible."

Wen Zuo's answer disappointed the passengers.

Mo Shuwan stood up and said in a deep voice, "I know you are all very uneasy right now, but things have come to this point, and you must move forward. No matter what happens, I hope you can help each other. If you help me now, I may help you in the next moment."

"Heh, I thought you were something special, but it seems you're just all talk now."

The mocking laughter, coupled with even more sarcastic words, made everyone turn sharply to look at the source of the sound.

The young man sitting at the back of the crowd stood up. "I originally wanted to see what kind of amazing person could create a forum, but she's just a little woman. I made a mistake coming here. You'd better forget about me, because even if I run into you, I won't hold back."

After saying those words, the young man turned and left.

But before he could take more than a few steps, his body suddenly floated into the air, and in an instant, he was thrown down in front of Mo Shuwan.

Chen Jiaxu, who was about to retort with a face full of anger, paused for a moment. His first glance was at Yun Chenjing, who was quietly squatting to the side, crunching on crystals. He gave Yun Chenjing a thumbs up and said, "Well done."

Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo couldn't help but show surprise in their eyes. It wasn't because Yun Chen had actually brought this person over, but because they had been able to clearly sense Yun Chen's attack process just now, which was completely impossible before.

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