Quick Transmigration: Leisure

The living,

I waited for the glass shards to fly around in the air until they stopped, which took about an hour.

The young man had already lost his voice. He not only faced the explosion and the darkness that crept in, but also saw the old woman holding a handful of glass shards and slashing at the old man's neck, cursing as she did so for a long time.

Finally, he cut himself.

Although he wasn't very strong, he had enough fragments, and the repetitive movements and number of repetitions were resolute enough.

The young reporter's first eye witnessed cruelty, but it wasn't over yet. His other eye was now confronted with the driver in the driver's seat, the debris billowing and flying in the wind, as if he were squeezed into a tumbler in that small, transparent compartment.

The filth splashed everywhere, and then it was enveloped.

He was completely unable to move, and the equipment bag in front of him was riddled with thorns, serving as his final shield against the disaster.

The youth were powerless to save them.

Even the hidden backup power supply and Red Bull couldn't be retrieved; they were as if sealed in glass shards, tightly wrapped. Sealed in the equipment bag, they were preserved for the future like amber.

Several people in the middle carriages suffered minor scratches, but Xia Youmi in the back seat quickly took out a parasol and blocked the sporadic debris that drifted to the last row.

The middle-aged man belatedly used his empty suitcase to cover himself, while his daughter and wife huddled behind him. The burly man, dragging his stabbed legs, ran to the back row under his former seat.

At this moment, Xiu Ge was unable to get up and shoo people away. Xia Youmi held her tightly, saying that they should avoid the broken glass first.

They hadn't expected the glass shards to swirl around inside the car for so long. Even the supposed stopping an hour later was merely a slowdown; many shards remained suspended in the air, ready to be carried away by another gust of wind and continue to injure people, their density decreasing from front to back.

One o'clock in the morning,

The young man tidied himself up briefly and walked away numbly.

Because the incident occurred simultaneously in the chaos, the postures of the two elderly people and the driver were frozen in place by the shards of glass, just like the young man's equipment bag.

It's similar to the ice sculpture of the driver from the previous night.

in this way,

All the young man had left were his cell phone with its remaining battery, his voice recorder, and the eight chunks of meat that had been given to him.

"Brother..." The young man's voice was hoarse and broken as he sought refuge with the middle-aged man who seemed to be in the best condition.

Their positioning was with the middle-aged man in front, the daughter in the middle, and the middle-aged woman at the back.

Therefore,

The middle-aged man, who was mostly protected by the suitcase, was less injured, with only minor cuts to his head from shards. The girl had a lot of glass shards on her arms and hands, while the middle-aged woman had the most, with shards covering almost her entire back and limbs.

As the young man approached, the girl was carefully cleaning up the leftovers for her mother.

It was in that moment of crisis that she was left at the back. Facing her mother, she straightened up without hesitation and covered her body as much as possible. Only then did the girl understand.

A world filled with resentment is not entirely black.

At least, the mother's instincts have not been lost.

"Cough cough..." Unfortunately, these epiphanies are reserved for desperate situations. The girl watched helplessly as her mother vomited blood. She could no longer see the pieces of flesh her father had hidden, the shattered environment, or Xia Youmi.

All she knew was that the person who would protect her in the end was fading away.

The young man's defection was accepted by the middle-aged man.

They glanced at the burly, wealthy man who had run to the back row, understood, and relaxed, each sitting down to eat their meat.

The people on the bus,

They seem unaware that the more relaxed they are here, the more energy they consume, and the more they need to eat.

Xiu Ge remained vigilant about the other human beings, while Xia Youmi constantly used her brain to deduce.

Although she wasn't really looking for a result, perhaps just killing time on the train, she coincidentally got stuck at the point of hunger where she couldn't relax.

Therefore, if she were to actually defeat everyone and seize all the supplies with Xiu Ge, she would starve to death the moment she relaxed her guard.

The burly man in the back seat was equally tense, because this row was very close to Xiu Ge's position, and he was worried about being ambushed from behind and having his meat stolen.

The girl was worried about her mother, while the middle-aged woman had lost all willpower.

Hunger is the least of my worries.

Therefore, the young man and middle-aged man, who were a powerful duo in the car, were eating meat, but the more they ate, the hungrier they became.

Eating meat brought a moment of satisfaction and relaxation, but then hunger set in, and before they knew it, most of the meat in their hands had been eaten.

They were startled by the screams and stopped in their tracks.

Looking around, all that lay ahead was an endless darkness, like an abyss. Without the glass barrier, it seemed as if even more mist was seeping in, making one too afraid to approach.

Looking back, you could see the source of the screams.

The tycoon and the woman in black had somehow gotten into a fight, and they were exchanging blows without using any weapons.

Although the tycoon was in his prime, he was a good-for-nothing, with a bad temper and a useless muscular belly.

The seemingly intimidating punches were completely haphazard.

It was a one-sided beating by Xiu Ge.

now,

The atmosphere around us started to feel strange.

Starting at midnight, an hour of glass rain accompanied by howling winds made it nearly impossible to move. During the ten or so minutes of stagnation, people began to move again; at this point, the temperature was normal and there were no further disturbances.

This seemed to signal the end of tonight's torment.

After Xia Youmi and Xiu Ge examined each other's wounds, they went to rest.

At the same time, be alert to all actions in front of you.

The mother and daughter stood close together, the young man and the middle-aged man ate together, and the wealthy man looked around.

Xiu Ge walked to the far left of the last row, behind the tycoon, just about to say something.

suddenly,

The tycoon suddenly jumped up and struck Xiu Ge's wrist directly with a hammer.

The dagger in Hugh's hand fell; they shouldn't have been directly confronted.

But Xiu Ge also lost his composure and walked to the front row empty-handed, grabbed the rich man by the collar, snatched the hammer from his hand, threw it away, and then began to beat him wildly in a fit of rage.

The wealthy man retaliated in pain, but he couldn't withstand the opponent's attacks.

and,

The young man and the middle-aged man became alert as soon as they heard the screams from the other side.

Then, even sharper screams of pain were heard again; it was the mother and daughter.

The mother began tearing at her daughter's hair and cursing in a hoarse voice, completely forgetting the pain and the tender moments she had just shared with her daughter.

Taking advantage of the situation, the young man stole the piece of meat that the middle-aged man hadn't hidden properly. The middle-aged man discovered this, and the two began tearing apart the meat, swallowing whatever they could get their hands on.

Crackling!

Bang! Clang!

Three pairs of people standing close together, as if they had some deep-seated hatred, began a primitive brawl.

The girl was initially modest, hoping to preserve her last bit of maternal love.

But gradually her anger flared up, and she couldn't control her strength as she yelled and cursed, "If you can't support me, then don't have children! Why can't I have a good life!"

"Why should you live a good life! If it weren't for you, if it weren't for you! Would I have been treated like this my whole life!" The mother's eyes reddened, and the force that had been less painful than the pain of being careful with broken glass became even more ruthless.

"Because you're stupid! You rush to endure all kinds of hardship thinking everyone will respect you!"

The mother's eyes reddened as she withdrew her hand, and she said softly, "You can't die, my dear daughter! Your father has agreed to a marriage, and he's waiting for you to come back and continue the family line!"

The girl stopped and fell into a daze.

Is this the truth behind her mother's protection of her?