Those Years When I Became a Big Shot on the Horror Bus

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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Chapter 321 You're Not Qualified

After the guard's voice fell, two more soldiers walked over from the side. They quickly approached the guard, raised their hands and threw something out. One after another, black spikes floated down from the city wall to Mr. Song and Mo Shuwan.

As Mo Shuwan was wondering if this was the so-called 'opening the gate', she saw Mr. Song, who was standing in front of her, move. He stepped on the spikes that were floating in the air and walked all the way to the city wall. Along the way, he broke a few spikes, which made it more difficult for Mo Shuwan to walk on the city wall.

At the headquarters of Time Bus, the tense and sweating inspectors were whispering amongst themselves.

"I really don't understand Mr. Song's choice. The successor he chose still hasn't recovered from the aftereffects of the teleportation array. How could Mr. Song have chosen someone with such strength?"

"Now let's see if she can get into the fortress smoothly. Mr. Song has deliberately made things more difficult for her, so it shouldn't be too hard for her."

Although some people are trying their best to save face for Mr. Song, most people don't really believe it. After all, they have witnessed Mo Shuwan's entire condition with their own eyes, and no strong person would be in such a state after being teleported.

In the square where the competition was being held, the passengers watching were all speculating whether Mo Shuwan would be able to walk up successfully.

Lin Yu frowned and said, "It seems that apart from Mo Wuqiong, no other passenger could resist, right?"

"So far, I haven't met anyone other than Mo Wuqiong. It seems that Mr. Song trusts her a lot, otherwise he wouldn't have taken her on this most difficult path."

Yes, each observer inside the time bus will choose a successor from among the passengers. Once chosen, the selection cannot be changed. Whether the chosen successor is alive or dead, the observers will not have a second chance. Therefore, the observers are very careful in this selection. So far, only twenty-five people have chosen a successor.

Of those twenty-five people, only thirteen passed the trial. Of those thirteen, only six were led by the Inspectors onto the most difficult path. Now, Mo Shuwan is the twenty-sixth person chosen as the successor, and the seventh person to embark on the most difficult path.

Only those who have experienced it firsthand know how difficult this path is.

Everyone watching knew, except for herself, what a difficult path lay before Mo Shuwan.

Although she suspected that these dark spikes would cause her some trouble, Mo Shuwan felt a little relieved when she saw that nothing strange happened when Mr. Song went up. She guessed that the real trouble would come after she entered the city.

First, she placed her hopes on the space card, and with the idea that it shouldn't be too difficult, Mo Shuwan stepped onto the spikes.

But this idea was quickly refuted. Mo Shuwan, with one foot on the spikes, turned black instantly. The pure dark elements spreading from the spikes enveloped her in a black ball in the blink of an eye, without even the slightest pause.

At the headquarters of Time Bus, someone stood up in shock, "They couldn't resist at all?"

Those who had been hoping for a miracle were now all disappointed and truthfully wrote down their comments.

'Completely immune to dark elements, a natural advantage of the Giant Monument.'

The passengers in the square where the competition was held were also somewhat surprised. They had thought that Mo Shuwan would not be able to get through, but they did not expect that she could not even take a single step.

Seeing Mo Shuwan's body twist and tremble in the darkness, Zheng Shanhe frowned, crushed the blood bead on his neck, and sent a message to his father.

Inside the tenth fortress, Zheng Kun frowned upon receiving his son's request, but finally stood up and went out. After figuring out where Mo Shuwan and the others were, he vanished from the spot in the blink of an eye.

"Deputy City Lord!"

Zheng Kun nodded to the soldiers and walked to Mr. Song's side. "I wonder what abilities she has that made Mr. Song choose her?"

I thought Mr. Song wouldn't speak, but to my surprise, he replied, "A skill that many people don't have."

"Oh? Could you elaborate?"

After waiting for a while, Zheng Kun did not receive a reply. Fortunately, he already understood Mr. Song's temper and was not angry. He then shifted his attention to Mo Shuwan, where he could only see the increasing amount of dark elements gathering.

In a very short time, Mo Shuwan was wrapped up into a huge black ball.

As time passed and the black sphere enveloping Mo Shuwan shrank smaller and smaller, Zheng Kun frowned. The dark elements were devouring the little girl inside. Remembering that his son had specially crushed the blood bead so that he could save the girl, he could not stand idly by.

When the black ball shrank to only about two meters, Zheng Kun prepared to save the person. However, he was stopped by Mr. Song next to him as soon as he made the intention to save the person.

“Mr. Song, although this is a trial for your successor, there’s no need to kill anyone. If we don’t save her, the little girl will be completely devoured.”

When Zheng Kun asked this question, everyone at the Time Bus headquarters, who were on high alert, couldn't help but feel angry at Mo Shuwan for being unable to resist the dark forces. Although there was no special movement at the tenth fortress at this time, they were certain that countless people were watching silently, after all, it was the trial of Mr. Song's successor.

Everyone stared at Mo Shuwan. If she were even slightly stronger, just enough to resist the dark forces, she wouldn't have given some people the opportunity to mock Mr. Song.

Passengers who cannot resist the forces of darkness are not qualified to become successors to the Overseers.

As expected, some of the people watching in the shadows did indeed let out mocking laughter, some directed at Mr. Song and some at Mo Shuwan.

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