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

After placing the condenser, Chen Qing walked to the driver's seat and patted Han Qingxue on the shoulder.

"You've been up all night, go find a spot in the back and rest for a bit, I'll drive."

Han Qingxue's eyes were full of fatigue. She nodded upon hearing this, her voice slightly hoarse: "Yes, thank you for your hard work."

She got up slowly and found an empty seat by the window to rest.

The bus drove smoothly on the highway in the early morning.

The girls in the carriage gradually got used to the presence of the old man in the burial clothes. After all, he sat quietly by the door the whole time, without making a sound, like a statue that wouldn't move.

They are actually more reassuring than those menacing ghosts and monsters.

But Chen Qing was unsure, as he had no idea exactly where Tianhe Railway Station was located.

The task-type ghost's requirement is to "deliver him to Tianhe Railway Station." If the location cannot be found, not only will the time limit be exceeded, but who knows if this seemingly harmless old man in a shroud will suddenly erupt.

The warning from Tianyan was still fresh in my mind.

To be on the safe side, Chen Qing secretly activated his Heavenly Eye every twenty minutes.

Each time the system landed on an elderly person wearing a burial garment, the system would only give a few simple words as a prompt.

There is no danger.

Even so, Chen Qing still dared not let his guard down and gestured to Wen Ting to keep an eye on her.

The atmosphere in the carriage completely relaxed, with the rustling sounds of eating and the hushed whispers of chatting intermingling, creating a rare sense of comfort.

Wang Zihan sat next to Wen Ting and handed her a bag of Little Raccoon cigarettes: "Try this, it's delicious."

Wen Ting accepted it, saying, "Thank you, let's eat together."

The two shared a bag of Little Raccoon cigarettes, occasionally whispering a few words to each other, appearing exceptionally harmonious.

This scene happened to be witnessed by Liu Man. She pursed her lips, a hint of jealousy flashing in her eyes, and secretly gave a signal to her two sisters next to her with her eyes.

Those two sisters are just like Liu Man.

One of them, named Li Na, had her face covered in earrings, tongue piercings, and nose piercings, and her hair was dyed a flamboyant burgundy, making her look exactly like a trendy young woman.

The other one was named Zhang Qian. She had flashy tattoos on her arms and was wearing a crop top. At first glance, she certainly didn't look like a nice person.

The two instantly understood Liu Man's meaning, exchanged a mischievous glance, and turned to walk towards Wang Zihan.

"Hey, you there." Li Na walked up to Wang Zihan, crossed her arms, and slightly raised her chin. "Your little raccoon looks delicious. Want some for us?"

When Wang Zihan saw that the person who came was Li Na, her face turned pale instantly, and she almost dropped the raccoon in her hand.

She and Li Na shared a dorm room, and Li Na often bullied her.

"I'm so sorry..." Wang Zihan's voice trembled noticeably, her head bowed low. "This is all the Little Raccoon snacks I have left, I really don't have any more."

"Just one pack?" Zhang Qian, with her tattooed arms, took a step forward, looking down at her with a sarcastic tone.

"You shared just one pack with Wen Ting? When did you two become so close? I've never seen you so generous before."

Li Na crossed her arms and added, "We're not taking it from you for nothing, just consider it a loan."

"Besides the raccoon, could you lend us some of the self-heating rice and canned food in your backpack? We'll pay you back when we have more supplies."

Wang Zihan dared not refuse, and could only nod hesitantly, "Okay...okay, I'll get it for you."

"Don't give it to them." A hand suddenly grabbed Wang Zihan's wrist; it was Wen Ting.

She looked up and stared straight at Li Na and Zhang Qian. "You have more food and water than we do, so there's no need for you to borrow from others."

Wen Ting is the class's academic representative. She doesn't talk much, but she is always very upright.

Previously at the supermarket, she let Zhang Yan escape, which almost put everyone in danger.

Chen Qing had already penalized the two of them for their supplies. They already had fewer supplies than the others, so naturally they couldn't let Li Na and the other two borrow them anymore.

"Oh, isn't this our top student and class monitor?" Li Na chuckled as if she had heard a joke, raising an eyebrow.

"How dare you say that? If you two hadn't let Zhang Yan escape and allowed that crazy woman to attract a bunch of ghosts, you two would have almost killed us all!"

These words were like a needle, piercing Wang Zihan's heart.

She lowered her head, her shoulders trembling slightly, and tears finally streamed down her face: "I...I didn't mean to..."

"Just because it wasn't intentional doesn't mean nothing happened?" Zhang Qian immediately retorted, hands on her hips, raising her voice several decibels, drawing the attention of the other girls in the carriage.

"You made a mistake, so you should bear the consequences. The squad leader only punished you with supplies, which is already lenient enough."

"So what if we ask you to lend us some snacks as compensation? Isn't that only fair?"

"Exactly!" Li Na chimed in. "We've been dragged down by you guys, what's wrong with us eating some of your food? You're so stingy, no wonder nobody wants to play with you!"

They went back and forth, each word a moral blackmail, pushing all the blame onto Wen Ting and Wang Zihan.

Wang Zihan was timid by nature, and they made her feel ashamed, her tears falling even more fiercely. The little raccoon in her hand was squeezed out of shape. "I'm...I'm sorry..."

Wen Ting held Wang Zihan's hand tightly. "We have already borne the consequences of our mistakes. These snacks are what we deserve, and we have no obligation to compensate you."

"Hey, why are you so stubborn?" Zhang Qian was completely enraged. She hated Wen Ting's unyielding attitude the most.

"You think you're so great? Just lend it to me, stop with the nonsense!"

"We won't lend it." Wen Ting stood her ground, her eyes filled with a hint of coldness.

"Not lending it?" Li Na sneered, her eyes filled with malice. "Looks like you won't know how powerful we are until we teach you a lesson."

Before she could finish speaking, Li Na suddenly raised her hand and slapped Wen Ting hard across the face.

Snapped--!

The crisp sound echoed through the carriage, leaving everyone stunned.

Wen Ting was knocked to the side by the blow, and a clear five-finger mark instantly appeared on her fair cheek, stinging with pain.

Wang Zihan screamed in fright and quickly hugged Wen Ting, pleading, "Don't hit her! I'll borrow her, I'll borrow her, okay?"

"Only now you're willing to lend it? Too late!" Seeing this, Zhang Qian also retaliated, slapping Wang Zihan across the face with considerable force.

"I told you so, don't push your luck!"

Snapped--!

Wang Zihan blushed, and her tears fell even more fiercely, but she dared not cry out loud. She could only bite her lip tightly, and her shoulders trembled even more violently.

As Wen Ting regained her senses, the pain in her cheek instantly turned her eyes cold, a flash of scarlet light passing through them.

She had promised Chen Qing that she wouldn't use her talent without permission, otherwise the two of them would already be dead.

Wen Ting said coldly, "Don't go too far."

"Too much? We haven't even started to go too far yet!" Li Na said, reaching out to grab Wen Ting's hair. "Today I'll show you what rules are!"

Chen Qing, who was driving, naturally noticed this scene, but he didn't have time to pay attention to it. Instead, he asked Yan Xia and the others to help him because he saw an abandoned train station ahead.

The platform walls are severely peeling, with the red bricks exposed and mottled from the erosion of time.

The five gilded characters of "Tianhe Railway Station" have long since faded and turned black, with half of the characters embedded in the peeling paint, giving it a strong sense of desolation.

To his even greater surprise, another bus was parked in the open space next to the platform.

The car body was painted in the same common green color, but it was covered with scratches and dents, and several windows were broken, indicating that it had been through a fierce fight.

"Other buses have actually passed by Tianhe Railway Station."

Chen Qing parked the bus on the side of the road. He needed to deal with the argument behind him now; he would deal with the Tianhe Railway Station incident later.