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 364 Lin Guaiji's Cry for Help

Mo Shuwan had met this city lord once before, so she wasn't surprised to see him now. She didn't speak either, silently thinking about how to ask the city lord to help her find Wen Zuo and the others.

"You went to the burial ground?"

Mo Shuwan nodded.

"How did you get out?"

There was no need to hide the answer to this question, so Mo Shuwan answered truthfully. During the conversation, she also asked some other questions, almost all of which were about the Burial Ground. She told him everything she knew. Seeing that the city lord seemed to have nothing more to say, she then spoke up and made her request, "My companions are currently missing. Can you help me find them?"

The city lord looked at Mo Shuwan with a half-smile for a moment, then suddenly asked, "What if the price is for you to stay on the battlefield?"

Mo Shuwan was silent for a moment, then said, "No problem." Of course, no problem! How can I improve my strength if I don't stay on the battlefield?!

"Alright, you can go back now. I'll send someone to look for them."

So Mo Shuwan was taken out again. Originally, she was supposed to rest in the Fifth Legion, but Mo Shuwan refused. Compared with most people in the First Fortress, her strength was still too weak. She had to seize the time to improve her strength. However, before going to the battlefield again, she still asked someone to buy several thousand catties of spirit beast meat, which was all rations prepared for Hope.

At first, Mo Shuwan and Xiwang only dared to hide behind the Alliance warriors. After all, now that she no longer had the identity of 'extraterrestrial invader', she naturally could no longer use the method of sneak attack. Moreover, after the extraterrestrial invaders learned about her identity and the special nature of her power, they always regarded her as a thorn in their side. If she moved forward even slightly, she would suffer a terrifying attack.

Mo Shuwan had suffered losses for this reason in the past, so she learned her lesson and refused to take a single step forward until her strength had improved.

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"Squeak squeak squeak!"

Mo Shuwan, who was resting in the back, suddenly stood up and looked around in surprise. Hope took flight and flew in a certain direction while shouting. Mo Shuwan followed closely behind.

More than ten minutes later, several familiar figures finally appeared in her sight. Mo Shuwan couldn't help but smile and immediately sped up as she ran over, "Wen Zuo!"

Wen Zuo, who was talking to Liu Dongcheng, paused, turned his head and saw Mo Shuwan running over. He turned his head and whispered, "Let's talk later." He then went to meet Mo Shuwan. After all, they were still very close to the battlefield, so they both restrained themselves and only hugged each other before parting.

Mo Shuwan proactively placed her hand into Wen Zuo's palm, glanced at him, and seeing that Liu Dongcheng and the others were all there, she breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a relaxed manner, "When did those guys attack you?"

"You know everything?" Wen Zuo was somewhat surprised. After thinking for a moment, he said, "They made their move as soon as the ship arrived at the Western Continent. Although we were on guard, we still lost quite a few people. Those guys ran away after they succeeded and showed no intention of helping. They were outnumbered, so we had a better chance of winning."

Although Wen Zuo didn't go into details, Mo Shuwan could imagine that they probably couldn't solve the problem immediately, and the battle dragged on for a long time.

"And you? What happened back then?"

“I encountered that giant from the dark world. He didn’t die, and he sensed my presence at the time—but he’s dead now, so don’t worry.”

Neither of them discussed the previous events in detail. After all, now that they saw each other was safe and sound, the past was no longer of much significance; what mattered was the future.

"Your voice?"

Wen Zuo smiled and said, "Alright."

Mo Shuwan breathed a sigh of relief.

Zheng Shanhe and the others weren't here; they must have gone somewhere else earlier.

"Let's go to the front line. We need to hurry. So much time has passed; Yang Zhou must be getting impatient." This was another reason why Mo Shuwan was working so hard to improve her strength. Her companions were still waiting for them to rescue them; how could they not be anxious?

None of them had any objections, and they followed Mo Shuwan as she turned around and headed towards the front line.

During this period, everyone's strength has improved a lot, and Wen Zuo's healing ability has reached an astonishing level. He himself repaired his own throat with his own healing power, but Zheng Shanhe, who had dark wounds on his body, actually walked back on his own this time. His legs have been completely healed by Wen Zuo.

"So you're saying that even if you suffer from the Darkness Wounds now, you can heal them?"

"Um."

Mo Shuwan blinked, thinking to herself that she could finally relax.

Then everyone on both sides immediately noticed that Mo Shuwan, who had been hesitant to step forward, suddenly bypassed the Alliance warriors and rushed to the front line on her own. Her reckless manner surprised everyone.

Although Wen Zuo was somewhat helpless, he still followed closely behind Mo Shuwan, and his combat strength was no weaker than that of some soldiers.

Day after day, for a whole year, Mo Shuwan and his group stayed on the front lines, without even going into the fortress to rest. Their progress over the year was remarkable, especially Mo Shuwan, Wen Zuo, and Yun Chenjing, who were able to directly harm the invaders from outside the region, and were deeply hated by them.

Cheng Hua and the other two are certainly not bad either, but they are not able to perfectly control the dark power, so killing the invaders from outside the region will be a little difficult.

"grumble!"

Mo Shuwan opened her eyes helplessly, yawned, tilted her head to the side, and leaned on Wen Zuo's shoulder. "Hopefully, it's not time yet. Just bear with it a little longer."

"Chirp chirp chirp!" Judging from that anxious chirping, Hope clearly couldn't stand it anymore.

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