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...
Th...
"I don't care what method you use! You can't let her live and grow up!!!"
The young man remained silent, completely ignoring the constant urging in his ears.
The buses carrying the old passengers arrived at the Time Bus headquarters one after another. All the peak combat power of the Time Bus was here. The battle broke out too suddenly, and they had no time to prepare. Therefore, after confirming that all the summoned passengers had arrived, they quickly assigned these passengers to various fortresses. Only Mo Wuqiong and Jiang's team were assigned to the first fortress.
That first fortress, which directly confronts the invaders from beyond the realm, is the first line of defense for the entire alliance and the entire Western Continent. If the first fortress falls, it indicates that the situation has reached an extremely critical moment.
After all the passengers were distributed, all the observers inside the time-travel bus gathered together.
It was the same square as last time, but this time no one was holding notebooks to take notes. At the front stood a middle-aged man who was silent for a moment before raising the paper in his hand. "Through comprehensive analysis from all aspects, Song Yu's successor, Mo Shuwan, has been confirmed as qualified to become an inspector. Effective immediately, he will be transferred from a candidate to a formal inspector."
"This time... should we also summon the new passengers with special physiques and abilities? I think it's better to let them personally experience the war against the invaders from outside the region than to let them train in one small world after another."
“Agreed. Only in life-or-death battles like these can they grow as quickly as possible. Now that the alliance is facing its second major crisis, there is no time left for them.”
"I agree. Even if you don't participate in the front lines, doing logistical work and experiencing the atmosphere of the battlefield is also a good thing."
Everyone made suggestions, but the central idea was to summon all the new passengers who had performed well this time.
The middle-aged man frowned slightly. He pondered for a moment before saying, "I need to discuss this matter with the other inspectors. If they agree, we will proceed immediately."
War was imminent, and they had no time to waste. The middle-aged man said he wanted to discuss things with the other monitors, and immediately contacted all the monitors, including Song Yu, who was still at the competition venue.
The monitors quickly replied, with most of them agreeing. Of course, everyone's attention was focused on Song Yu and the other four, who were the backbone of the entire Time Bus. Only if half of them agreed could the plan be implemented.
"I think Mr. Song will definitely not agree this time. As far as I know, the successor he chose has only experienced six mission worlds. Even if his strength has increased a lot due to the trial, he is still too weak to deal with those real extraterrestrial invaders."
"Yes, Mo Shuwan has a special physique. Mr. Song would be reluctant to let such a promising talent go—Mr. Song has agreed!!!"
No one expected that Song Yu would be the first to agree. Some even thought they had misread it and quickly rubbed their eyes, but the name on the large reply was indeed Song Yu.
After Song Yu agreed, the other four inspectors also expressed their opinions, and without exception, they all agreed.
"Minister! Now that Mr. Song and the others have agreed, let's hurry and summon the new passengers!"
The middle-aged man turned off the communication device, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Distribute all the prizes from this competition first."
"Participation prize?"
"Okay, go ahead."
Just when the passengers, still trapped in the competition venue, were at their most agitated, the scene before them finally changed. However, no one showed any joy. Looking at their familiar seats, some people cursed in frustration.
"What the hell does this mean? We were the ones being stopped, not the ones who refused to eliminate other teams, so why are we being sent out?!"
Such shouts were not uncommon; most people believed they had been eliminated, otherwise why would they have been sent back to the bus?
Just as Mo Shuwan and the others were getting a better look at their surroundings, the bus's quiet voice announced, "The bus is about to depart. Passengers, please prepare for departure."
Before she could even finish speaking, the bus had already started moving, and the scenery outside the window was gradually disappearing. Just as everything in sight was about to turn into darkness, Mo Shuwan suddenly saw the cloaked figure standing in the distance. She instinctively felt that it was Mr. Song.
"What are you looking at?"
"I think I just saw Mr. Song." Mo Shuwan stepped back to her seat, and after Wen Zuo sat down, she immediately leaned close to him and whispered, "Guess whether we'll be sent to continue experiencing mission worlds, or—"
"Due to the unprecedented crisis currently facing the Alliance, you will be sent to the Time Bus headquarters to await the assignment of observers."
Mo Shuwan was speechless. "I was just having a private conversation with my boyfriend. Even if you heard it, just pretend you didn't, okay?"
Bus did not respond this time, but just as Mo Shuwan was about to continue talking to Wen Zuo, who was laughing uncontrollably, Bus suddenly spoke up as if in retaliation, "Since I have been disqualified from participating in this year's Time Bus Selection Competition, you will not be eligible for the prize this time."
This time, Chen Jiaxu and his group were also unhappy. "You were disqualified, so why deduct our rewards?"
"Heh, well, that's what happens when you're my passengers."
After saying that, Bus didn't speak again. After a long period of digestion, Cheng Hua finally realized that not only he, but also Mo Shuwan and the others were going to participate in the war. Thinking of the boast he had made at the competition venue, he burst into tears.
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