Survival on the bus in class, I'm the only boy in the whole class.

The carriage fell into a deathly silence.

Wang Kai's smile froze on his face, his eyes widened like saucers, and his fingers remained frozen on the voice button.

He ordered it three times, and the burly man's voice repeated itself three times.

Each time was like a slap across the face, a hard blow to his cheek.

"Holy...holy shit?" He managed to stammer out two words, his voice trembling, "This...this isn't a girl's voice? How did it become a man's?!"

The coworkers next to him were also stunned. They looked at each other for a long time. Someone reached out and poked Wang Kai's arm, saying cautiously.

"Brother Kai, you...you weren't tricked, were you? Was that girl's voice fake?"

"Pretending? How could that be?" Wang Kai didn't believe it and sent another message to Chen Qing.

[The other party has blocked you and you cannot send messages].

Upon seeing this message, Wang Kai felt a chill run down his spine, his blood rushed to his head, and he nearly fainted on the spot.

He looked at the 50 portions of broken food that had just arrived in his system inventory, and then at the 22 liters of gasoline he had sent out.

He risked his life to dig that out of the gas station, almost getting his arm torn off by the gas station's monsters.

As a result, he was tricked by a "rough-looking man" with a girl's voice and foolishly gave him an extra 2 liters.

"Ugh!"

Wang Kai let out a piercing scream and kicked the seat next to him hard. "My gas! My 22 liters of gas! That bastard dared to mess with me, you burly man? I'll teach you to pick your feet, I'll skin you alive!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He jumped up and down, cursing Chen Qing's ancestors for eighteen generations and all sorts of different kinds of men. He looked like he wanted to crawl over to the system signal and devour Chen Qing alive.

The workers in the carriage watched him fly into a rage, but no one dared to stop him. They were all secretly laughing, but dared not laugh out loud.

Who would have thought that the usually shrewd Kai would fall for a "cross-dresser"? It's a story that would make other people on the bus laugh their heads off.

The blame lies with Wang Kai, who was simply too repressed.

Hearing a girl's voice and starting to fantasize is even more clownish than a clown.

From this day forward, you will be the Goblin Chieftain.

.......

Many girls witnessed Chen Qing exchanging 50 portions of food for 22 liters of oil.

Initially, the seller made an outrageous demand: 500 portions for 10 liters. Chen Qing used Yu Ranran's soft and cute voice to subtly manipulate the situation.

They cut it down to 50 portions to get 22 liters of oil.

Finally, they went so far as to destroy his spirit, making Wang Kai suffer a lot.

The carriage erupted in excitement. The girls looked at Chen Qing with starry eyes, filled with admiration.

"My god, our class monitor is amazing! That bargaining hit the nail on the head!"

"Reducing 500 portions to 50, and still managing to skim off an extra 12 liters of oil—I'm speechless!"

"That guy Wang Kai on the other side got hacked to pieces by the class monitor."

"It's not that big."

"So this is how you can trade. The class monitor is so clever. I feel so safe following him."

"I thought the class monitor would at most cut it in half, but I didn't expect them to round it down to zero?"

Yan Xia even came over and patted Chen Qing on the shoulder, "Wow, Chen Qing, you've been keeping this a secret! Your bargaining skills are even better than my mom's."

Chen Qing waved his hand in response to the praise, saying, "On the one hand, it's thanks to Yu Ranran, and on the other hand, it was Wang Kai on the other side who got lustful, which allowed me to take advantage of the situation."

He cleared his throat. "Everyone, stop praising me. There's something I need to tell you."

"These 22 liters of oil are public supplies for the whole truck, not for me personally, so the 50 portions of food that cost the oil can't be counted as just my share; we all have to contribute."

As soon as he said that, the carriage fell silent. All the girls stared at him, waiting for him to continue.

"There are 39 people in our class. If each person contributes one portion of food supplies, that makes a total of 39 portions."

Chen Qing counted on her fingers, "The remaining 11 portions will be deducted from our class fund."

"If we calculate it this way, everyone will contribute one share, and the class fund will cover the rest. This way, we can raise enough money to buy oil without anyone losing out."

"Everyone, take a look, do you agree with this plan?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a girl immediately echoed his words.

"I agree, it's only one copy."

"Agreed, agreed. Oil is for everyone to use, so it should be shared. The squad leader's calculation is very fair."

"I'd be willing to pay more than just one portion; it's better than running out of gas and being blocked by ghosts."

"That's right, that's right, we should go for it."

A chorus of agreement rang out in the carriage, with the vast majority of girls offering no objection whatsoever.

Chen Qing scanned the room and, seeing that no one objected, breathed a sigh of relief and nodded with a smile.

"Alright, since everyone agrees, then it's settled."

Chen Qing added, "Then let's do it this way from now on, and we'll share the common supplies equally."

Upon hearing this, there were initial concerns that someone might hoard supplies and seek special treatment during the survival journey.

But Chen Qing is meticulous in everything he does, even considering things as small as buying oil. Who wouldn't feel at ease following a squad leader like that?

The atmosphere in the carriage became increasingly harmonious, and the previous oppression caused by fatigue and unknown risks was completely dispelled by this sense of security.

Some people continued to rest with their eyes closed, some chatted quietly, and others huddled together to examine the supplies in their hands.

Yan Xia likes Chen Qing because he is not only smart, but also good at managing things, tall and handsome, and very humorous.

Men like this are likely to be popular with women.

Chen Qing leaned back in his seat, looked at the 22 liters of fuel in his system backpack, and then looked at the safe and sound people in the carriage. He felt much more at ease.

He knew that in this world of surviving on a bus, his god-like talent and cleverness alone wouldn't be enough.

Only by uniting people's hearts, ensuring fairness and transparency in all matters, can this group of people go further.

......

Time slowly approached two in the morning.

Late at night.

Chen Qing was fast asleep, leaning back in the back seat, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she were fighting ghosts in her dream.

Yu Ranran, standing next to him, looked like a little koala, curled up on his shoulder with her head tilted to the side.

A glistening drool hung from the corner of her mouth, trickling down Chen Qing's shoulder and leaving a small wet patch.

"Mmm...it tastes really good."

She was still talking in her sleep, her little mouth babbling away, and it was unclear what she was dreaming about.

Inside the carriage, apart from the driver and the students on night watch, most people were asleep.

Han Qingxue was driving later, so she didn't sleep.

She took off her black trench coat and draped it over her legs, revealing a tight white shirt underneath. The collar was slightly loose, making her neckline appear even more slender and elegant.

However, her usually indifferent face was now flushed with an abnormal blush, and her breathing was more rapid than usual.

Her fingers would clench and unclench again and again, her gaze always drifting unconsciously toward Chen Qing, who was fast asleep in the back row, a hint of panic hidden in her eyes that she herself was unaware of.

.........