—You’ll die.
The car door opened and the woman started shouting with a megaphone.
The interior of the carriage, which was filled with all kinds of strange smells, was ventilated, but the air that came in was not fresh and flowing, but an extremely strong fishy smell mixed with the smell of some rotting meat.
It was as if it had stopped in a cemetery.
Those ghosts who wanted to squeeze in all gathered at the open door, wanting to rush in at once, but they seemed to be blocked by something invisible, squeezing their facial features fiercely.
Their faces were stuck in the air, their tongues drooling, and their eyes rolled around, looking through the car door and onto the players.
Someone subconsciously took a step back.
It was clear that the only safe area now was inside the bus.
But they have to go out... Could it be that this copy starts with a battle royale against ghosts
Even as an A-level copy, the difficulty is too great. From the very first round, players are screened extremely harshly based on their combat power.
Even if they run away... they don't know where to run.
After only a short moment of hesitation, the ticket seller began to complain impatiently. She fanned herself with her hands, her neck reddened by the hot air, and there were two ropes hanging from her neck, which made lines around her neck. "Are you going to get off or not? Why don't those city people in front of you who said they wanted to go to Gold and Silver Village move when we get to the station?"
The players stood up silently again, and squeezed to the door hesitantly. Looking at the covetous eyes of countless ghosts, they felt their scalps tingling.
When someone was hesitating and trying to decide whether to get off the bus, a man in a neat suit suddenly stood out from the corner.
He was wearing a black hat that covered his face, and was very low-key. For some reason, no one paid special attention to him. It was only when he stood up from the crowd that he appeared like a star in the night sky, attracting everyone's attention and subconsciously focusing their attention on him.
The meticulously tailored suit he wore made him look slender, but it didn't fit in with the environment inside the bus. Especially the airtight fabric, which made people feel extremely stuffy just by looking at it.
He took off his hat again, revealing a handsome face, but his complexion was as pale as a vampire, with deep features and some European mixed-race features.
At this moment, he looked out the window. Facing the weird hellish scene, he did not show any ripples. He just asked calmly, "Is this Gold and Silver Village? Why does it look so remote? There is no village in front and no shop behind. There is only a gravel road and barren mountains—"
He asked lazily, as if with a hint of teasing, "You didn't lie to me, did you?"
His tone was casual, as if he was chatting with the ticket seller, but the content of his words sounded a wake-up call to the other players.
—It’s so unreasonable.
Compared to the high-difficulty escape challenge at the very beginning of the copy, the greater possibility is that getting off the car this time is a trap itself.
Did the woman mean that we had arrived at our destination
Then why didn’t the other passengers get off the bus