Quick Transmigration: Leisure

10 o'clock, inside the train carriage.

The three groups of passengers, who were both thirsty and hungry, each checked their supplies.

Actually, everyone knows that the strange things happening on the bus weren't done by humans. But there's no consensus, and no one dares to say anything recklessly, afraid of angering some strange force, afraid that they'll be next.

After all, some people are not unaware of the sins they have committed, they just never expected to actually encounter a scene of revenge.

right now,

Some people are blaming the driver for causing trouble and affecting the passengers.

However, no amount of cursing can change the fact that you're trapped in this situation.

It will only make you feel more exhausted.

The middle-aged couple and the wealthy man didn't actually take this bus often; the family was just going to pick up their daughter and take her home.

The wealthy man had been away from home for a long time and was visiting his family.

They whispered about what they knew, all agreeing that it was only strange at night, and that they would see the light of day once daytime arrived.

Besides,

Although the middle-aged couple only had a wallet and a bottle of water, their daughter had just moved back home from the city and still brought a suitcase.

Before she left, her parents packed everything out of the refrigerator, saying they couldn't let her roommate get it for free, even though the girl quietly protested that she hadn't bought it.

But she couldn't say too much. It would be terrible if her parents found out that the roommate she had sent away that day was her live-in boyfriend.

They might break her legs and then extort money from her for her youth. The girl still wants to live in the city; going home is just a delaying tactic.

We can't make too much of a scene and damage her reputation in the city.

She never expected to encounter such a strange thing; now, she no longer has control over her suitcase.

The girl shrank back as she watched her parents throw away some useless souvenirs, then take out food from the refrigerator that had already become quite watery. One parent counted the food, while the other watched from the sidelines.

She dared not pick up the items left by the car door, nor did she dare to protest.

They even took out sausages, coconut bread, several bottles of salad, yogurt, and cola.

Although it was only for two people, the girl was very happy, glancing around with a smug look.

It was her boyfriend who prepared the food, which allowed her to play a crucial role in this incident.

look,

If you don't get along with her, you don't deserve any of her food.

Although the wealthy man maintained a certain composure and handed over the initiative to the middle-aged couple, he still breathed a sigh of relief when he saw so much food; he had made the right bet.

Although this middle-aged man looks shrewd and difficult, as long as you give him a carrot, you're sure he'll get a share.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man confidently tossed the half-empty bottle of water he and his wife had to the wealthy man.

The other party unhesitatingly twisted open the bottle and drank it; he wasn't going to act like a pushover for anyone!

The elderly couple in the front carriage were not as optimistic as the four people in the middle.

They knew exactly how long it would take to get through each tunnel, and now it seemed they were no longer in the same place as the village.

Both of them are at the age where they can have grandchildren.

They seem to be able to leave peacefully without caring about life or death, but they are only seventy years old!

It's time to enjoy the second half of life, how could I bear to be trapped and die?

But, someone must have angered that curse that would drag them all down with it. The evil driver is dead, but the curse hasn't stopped; it must be that someone on the bus hasn't been punished yet, causing those who boarded the same bus to suffer.

They all scanned everyone on the bus with distrustful eyes; even the elderly man and woman seemed to suspect each other.

They're not all in the same group; who knows what they've been up to behind the scenes.

However, if internal strife were to erupt, the elders would be the first to be abandoned. Therefore, neither of them intended to break off relations. Instead, they tacitly and swiftly consolidated their authority and won over the hearts of the people.

They also used the contents of the basket to lure in a young helper.

The young reporter was starving. He ate instant noodles before getting on the bus, but that didn't fill him up at all.

He carried two large bags of equipment, but the only things he could eat were cigarettes, betel nuts, and a can of Red Bull.

He planned to hide that can of Red Bull and get some from the old man first.

He observed that each of the elderly people carried a vegetable basket. Although they were all covered with blue cotton cloth, the exposed section of cucumber proved that there must be food inside.

In a confined space, fresh air isn't a problem for the time being, so being well-fed and watered is the most important thing.

The two elderly people would never refuse a young person.

Perhaps, when they can't hold on any longer, they'll voluntarily give everything to the young man who's been helping them.

The young man was very helpful, busying himself to settle the elderly man in and even setting up the equipment.

The miscellaneous items were placed between the middle and front sections of the carriage.

To prevent anyone from eyeing his food later, the young man even set up a camera next to the driver's seat to record the entire vehicle.

Although it's a bit dark and hasn't been turned on yet to save power, at least it can be opened and recorded at any time, serving as a deterrent.

To prevent anyone from doing something immoral in an uncontrolled space.

After he finished his work, he approached the old man and asked what he wanted to eat later, offering to help.

Can,

He was dumbfounded when he opened the two vegetable baskets.

The old lady had a plucked chicken in her basket. It was a free-range chicken she had killed this morning. She had taken it to the city, but her son wouldn't accept it, so she decided to take it back for herself. In June, the chicken wasn't completely plucked, and the blood had dried a long time ago, still emitting a complex poultry smell.

Getting close enough to smell it only made me feel nauseous.

What's worse in the old man's basket is half a shaved black dog, with dried bloodstains and its limbs stiffly curled up.

The cucumber the young man had been longing for was only half a cucumber, and it had been gnawed on; the bitten end was stuck directly onto the raw meat, making one feel nauseous. Three people, a chicken, half a dog, and half a cucumber.

The young man's face was ashen, and he couldn't help but look toward the center of his defenses.

They were all packaged, ready-to-eat snacks, neatly arranged, and there were quite a few of them.

The burly middle-aged man saw the light shining from ahead, smugly shook the water in his hands, and let out a blunt sneer.

They even pulled the middle-aged man along, stopping where the young man was setting up his equipment to look ahead.

"Tsk! Bro, you're in luck! It's all meat!"

"Hahahaha!"

The two men burst into laughter, mocking each other relentlessly, while secretly plotting how to steal the item.

Once they've finished eating, they'll need some meat to replenish their supplies.

Although the young man was quite angry, he turned his back to the two elderly people with a sincere expression, at least they still had food.

The middle-aged man seemed to realize something and followed the wealthy man back to the last row.

Xia Youmi had moved to a seat next to Xiu Ge and put their backpacks under the seats at the very back.

There was only a square canvas bag on top.

"Don't come any closer!" Xiu Ge shouted hoarsely to stop the man, then stood up and threatened him with the utility knife that Xia Youmi had handed him.

"whispering sound!"

The middle-aged man and the wealthy man saw through their phones the two girls' cracked lips, their trembling with resistance and fear, and the sharp blade.

The two exchanged a glance, snorted coldly, and returned to the middle section.

Nothing to fear!

Let them go hungry for a while, and then we can train them when they're too weak. Wouldn't that be better?