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

Bus number 10086 is driving on an empty highway.

On both sides of the road are endless loess slopes, the parched land barren of vegetation.

Not to mention houses and villages, there wasn't even a trace of a bird or insect to be seen; the gray sky hung extremely low.

The whole world had an eerie atmosphere.

It took a full two and a half hours to drive there.

A different silhouette finally emerged at the edge of the field of vision.

That's a train station.

Chen Qing perked up and immediately activated his Heavenly Eye.

A pale golden light quietly swept across my eyes, and lines of clear information appeared before me.

[Station Name: AAA Wangge Food Wholesale]

[Type: Ordinary resource-based station.]

[Level: 1]

[Difficulty: Moderate risk.]

Resources: food, water, wood, iron, etc.

[Warning: There are three ghosts inside the station.]

[Ghost Name: Cashier Ghost]

[Type: Regular-type ghost.]

[Level: 1]

[Description: A rule-based ghost; as long as you don't trigger the rules, you will be safe.]

[Reminder: The cashier's rule is that you need to buy things and pay for them, otherwise it will become enraged.]

The girls in the carriage also saw the station not far away, and they all perked up.

I sat for two and a half hours, and my butt is numb.

Chen Qing frowned and said in a deep voice, "The station is just ahead, and there's a high probability that we'll find the survival supplies we urgently need."

"But my S-rank talent 'Special Hint' is reminding me that place is extremely dangerous."

"There are three ghosts hiding inside, and they are the most troublesome type of ghosts."

Upon hearing this, Yan Xia, in the passenger seat, exclaimed in surprise, "A rule-based type?! You mean something like a supernatural tale with rules?"

Chen Qing nodded, his tone serious: "That's right."

"Those three are called 'Cashier Ghosts,' and they only have one core rule."

"You have to pay for things. If you try to take something for free, you'll immediately trigger their rules and they'll be furious."

"But we don't have any money right now, are we going to take out a loan?"

He shrugged. "So, if we want to get the supplies, we have to get rid of these three cash-collecting devils completely."

"But we don't know how powerful these three monsters are; that's an unknown risk."

Upon hearing this, the carriage fell silent. The girls' expectations vanished, replaced by visible panic.

Many people even subconsciously clenched their clothes, their bodies trembling slightly.

Little Ranran timidly raised her hand, "Then...do we still want to go?"

Yan Xia rubbed her rumbling stomach. "We have to go! We finally found a train station. If we back down because we're afraid of ghosts, what are we going to do?"

"Who knows where the next station is? What if we miss this one? The next one will be even more dangerous, or we might not even see it again. Are we just going to starve and die of thirst on this beat-up train?"

Just then, a clear, cold voice rang out from behind the crowd.

"Yan Xia is right."

A tall, mature woman in a black trench coat spoke.

She was tall and slender, with long, straight legs encased in black stockings, exuding a cool and aloof aura.

Her long, straight, jet-black hair cascaded down to her waist, making her face appear even more exquisite.

His eyebrows and eyes were cold and sharp like stars, his nose was high and straight, and his lips were a light pink.

Despite her striking beauty, she exudes an aloofness that keeps strangers at bay.

She is none other than Han Qingxue, the famous and aloof campus belle of Jiangcheng University.

She glanced at the fearful faces of the crowd, and parted her red lips slightly, "This is a matter of life and death, not child's play."

"If we run away from danger, we won't survive more than three days."

Chen Qing looked at the mature woman. She seemed to be mining at the beginning of the game, but he didn't know if it was true.

Chen Qing activated his Heavenly Eye and looked intently at Han Qingxue.

[I was nervous and scared inside, but I forced myself to remain calm.]

[I want to get your attention.]

I want to watch you mine.

I want to secretly mine minerals behind your back.

I want to mine cryptocurrency right in front of you.

Chen Qing seems to be looking at me; I really want to mine.

[Grade A Talent: Two-Finger Divine Skill]

Chen Qing's gaze shifted from curiosity to shock, to confusion, and finally to disbelief.

He looked completely bewildered.

"What the hell is all this stuff?! What the hell are you trying to do to me...?"

"Mine mining lady, I don't think we know each other very well. What do you mean by that?"

"And you actually awakened your talent without telling me? What exactly is this 'Two-Finger Divine Skill'?"

Look at Han Qingxue's serious and aloof demeanor now, and then look at the hints given by the Heavenly Eye.

Is this even a person?

As expected, the aloof and mature woman is quite the contrast.

Chen Qing was puzzled as to why Han Qingxue hadn't told him about awakening an A-level talent.

Is she aloof, or is she deliberately hiding it?

Is it the same as deliberately hiding one's awakened god-level talent?

"Could it be that this 'Two-Finger Divine Skill' is something improper, which is why Han Qingxue is embarrassed to say it out loud?"

That's actually quite possible.

Chen Qing nodded: "Han Qingxue and Yan Xia are right. We have no choice but to go now."

"Next, raise your hand if you want to go. I won't force you."

"But let me make this clear: anyone who gets off with me must obey my orders."

"I won't force anyone who wants to stay on the train and not work, but you won't get any supplies from the station."

"Of course, I can't really not give you supplies if you stay on the truck and don't work. I can't let you starve to death. If you want resources, you can only borrow them."

"But what is borrowed must be returned; you will need to repay it through work."

"Bus number 10086 doesn't cater to idlers."

This is about survival; Chen Qing can't possibly support idle, unemployed people just to make up the numbers.

Do you have any objections?

Just then, a disdainful voice rang out: "Chen Qing, don't think you're so great just because you got a driver job. To put it bluntly, you just got lucky. What ability do you have?"

The speaker was a slightly chubby girl with broad shoulders and a thick waist. Her features were squeezed together, and her face was oily.

His body emitted an indescribable sour and foul odor that could make people frown from a distance.

She was Zhang Yan, a notorious troublemaker in the class.

This woman was not only slovenly and unhygienic, but also bullied the weaker students in the class because of her strong physique.

Skipping classes and leaving early were commonplace for her. Every time she made a mistake, Chen Qing, the class monitor, had to clean up her mess. Chen Qing had an extremely bad impression of her.

Chen Qing frowned and said, "Zhang Yan, do you even understand our current situation? What do you mean by that?"

"Do you think I'm not qualified for this position?"

"Did I say something wrong?" Zhang Yan rolled her eyes.

"You got the job as a driver just by luck, like a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse. If we're talking about skill, I'm a hundred times more reliable than you!"

She stiffened her neck, spitting as she spoke: "If you're so capable, go kill that 'cash cow' yourself! What kind of ability is it to hide in the back and yell at us to go and die?"

"Are you out of your mind?!" Yan Xia exploded on the spot, rolling up her sleeves and ready to rush forward. "What nonsense are you spouting?!"

She pointed at Zhang Yan's nose and said, "Let me ask you, if you were the boss, and your employees did no work, ate and drank your food, and kept telling you you were useless, would you be happy?"

"Aren't the rules Chen Qing set reasonable? Those who want to go get supplies, those who don't want to stay in the car. Who forced you?"

Yan Xia sneered, her words piercingly scathing, "To put it bluntly, you just want to reap without sowing, to freeload off other people's hard work!"

Zhang Yan wasn't intimidated at all by the retort. Instead, she crossed her arms and gave a sarcastic snort: "So what? So what? So what?"