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

Looking at Zhang Yan's smug expression, Chen Qing felt a strange urge to punch her.

Zhang Yan babbled on, "What? You want to hit me?"

"Putting the facts aside, as a guy, can't you just give in to me?"

Before she could finish speaking, Zhang Yan saw a fist come crashing down on her.

"Damn it! That wretched monster disguised itself as one of our teammates! Take this punch!"

boom--!

With a loud bang, Chen Qing's fist slammed hard into Zhang Yan's fat face.

"I've wanted to beat you up since we were in school, and today I finally got my chance."

Chen Qing now has a combat strength of 150, which is much stronger than that of an average male.

One punch was enough to knock Zhang Yan to the ground, so badly she couldn't even get up.

Zhang Yan collapsed to the ground, covering her face, which was gradually turning red, her mind a little dazed.

"You...you actually dared to hit me."

Chen Qing waved his hand dismissively: "Don't you know that in the apocalypse, the first to be killed are the saints and idiots?"

Zhang Yan gritted her teeth: "You're calling me a saint?"

Chen Qing looked at him like he was an idiot: "I'm saying you're a moron."

Yan Xia, standing nearby, waved and pointed at Zhang Yan on the ground: "What are you all standing there for? Beat her up!"

"Chen Qing is right, that wretched ghost actually disguised itself as one of our classmates!"

Zhang Yan is usually domineering and arrogant, and does some extremely bad things.

People had long harbored resentment towards her.

With Chen Qing leading the way and Yan Xia backing them up, the girls instantly became envious and rushed forward in a swarm.

"That'll teach you to steal my spicy snacks all the time!"

"And my hand cream! You stole it and won't admit it!"

"You never shower, you stink like a ghost, you should have been punished a long time ago!"

For a moment, shouts and curses, and the dull thuds of fists landing on bodies rose and fell.

Zhang Yan was surrounded and beaten until she cried out in pain.

......

A few minutes later, bus number 10086 came to a smooth stop next to the station.

Chen Qing looked out the car window at the supermarket with the sign "AAA Wang Ge Food Wholesale".

Large patches of peeling paint had crumbled from the walls, and the glass door was cracked with spiderweb-like fissures.

A musty and rotten smell wafted in on the wind, making people's noses itch.

"We've arrived at the station. Those who want to help collect supplies, please get off now."

After what happened to Zhang Yan, the girls who originally didn't want to get off the bus were now all silent and trembling with fear.

One by one, they eagerly raised their hands, afraid that if they were too slow, they would end up like Zhang Yan.

Everyone can see that Chen Qing is no longer the easy-going squad leader he used to be. Now, with the authority of a driver, he is decisive and assertive.

Chen Qing didn't want things to be this way either, but this was the apocalypse, and if it wasn't strictly managed, problems would inevitably arise sooner or later.

Chen Qing nodded in satisfaction and gestured with his chin towards Zhang Yan, "Throw her outside, so she doesn't block the way."

Zhang Yan, her face bruised and swollen, lay sprawled on the ground, her hair a mess like a bird's nest, still swearing foully.

"Chen Qing! Is this how a grown man behaves? Putting aside the facts, wasn't I doing this for everyone's good?"

"How dare you treat me like this! If you're so capable, why don't you kick me off the bus?!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Qing's eyes lit up instantly. "You said it yourself. A gentleman's word is as good as his bond."

He immediately brought up the system panel and started clicking away rapidly.

[Zhang Yan, a bus attendant on bus number 10086, was formally expelled by driver Chen Qing.]

[Expulsion rule: Those expelled will be permanently banned from boarding this bus.]

A cold, impersonal system notification sounded in everyone's mind.

Zhang Yan's arrogant expression froze instantly, she was completely stunned, and her eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"??? No way, dude, are you serious?!"

Seeing Zhang Yan's dumbfounded expression, the girls in the carriage were filled with schadenfreude.

Yan Xia stuck out her tongue at her, looking smug: "Hehehe, that's really satisfying!"

After saying that, she turned her head and patted Chen Qing's butt, winking at him.

"Well done, I'll reward you for keeping quiet tonight."

Chen Qing's lips twitched, thinking to himself, "Why does your 'keeping your mouth shut' sound so inappropriate?"

whoosh-

Just then, a dark, indistinct object fell from the sky and landed squarely on Yan Xia's head.

"Ouch..." Yan Xia reached out and touched it; it was sticky and had a strange smell. "What is this thing?"

Han Qingxue, who was standing next to her, glanced at it and blinked: "It looks like... bird droppings."

Yan Xia's eyelids twitched. She looked up at the gray sky, her face full of question marks.

"This godforsaken place isn't even a bird in sight, so where would bird droppings come from?!"

Chen Qing said, "It's most likely a side effect of your S-level talent 'Misfortune Marriage'."

Yan Xia possesses an S-rank talent, "Misfortune Transfer," which allows her to transfer misfortune, amplified, to her enemies.

Yan Xia: "..."

She now wishes she could uninstall this lousy talent on the spot.

Chen Qing cleared his throat and called out to the crowd, "Alright, everyone, perk up!"

"Once inside, everyone better stay alert. No touching or running around. Follow my instructions the whole time, understand?"

"Okay, class monitor."

"The class monitor is so fierce..."

"Understood, class monitor."

"Class monitor, I want a big chicken leg..."

Chen Qingxin said, "I don't have legs, but I have a big chicken, aren't you red?"

Apart from Zhang Yan, who collapsed on the ground cursing after being expelled, the other 38 girls all got off the bus with Chen Qing.

Of course, it's impossible for so many people to all rush into the supermarket at once.

With so many people around, if someone accidentally breaks the cashier's rules, it could cause a lot of trouble.

Chen Qing quickly assigned tasks.

The girls with weaker constitutions stayed outside the supermarket to keep watch, while several more attentive girls went back to their cars to guard against any accidents.

The remaining dozen or so people who were in good physical condition followed him into the supermarket.

The group carefully pushed open the creaking glass door of the supermarket, and an even stronger smell of decay hit them, making them cough and cover their noses.

The supermarket's interior was even more dilapidated than its exterior. Shelves were overturned, many snack packaging bags were torn open, and crumbs were scattered all over the floor. Thick cobwebs covered the corners, making it look particularly eerie.

Chen Qing was used to eating clean food, and seeing these tattered things caused her great psychological distress.

Does this bastard really not cause diarrhea after eating it?

There are no toilets on buses.

The little girl, Yu Ranran, who was the one who "airdropped" onto Chen Qing's face at the start of the game, sniffed, her little nose wrinkling up.

But her big eyes shone brightly as she stared intently at the snack section not far away.

"Squad leader, I smell potato chips, it's tomato flavored."

As she spoke, she tried to run away, but Chen Qing grabbed her by the back of her collar and pulled her back like a chick.

"What's the rush?" Chen Qing pointed towards the cashier. "Can't you see there are three cashiers over there?"

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed and saw three figures standing behind the cashier.

His physique was no different from that of an ordinary person, except that his face was as white as paper and he had heavy dark circles under his eyes. He looked like a "workhorse" who had been working overtime and staying up late for many years.

They stood there expressionless, mechanically repeating the cashier's actions, muttering something under their breath.

"That'll be 18 yuan in total. Do you have a membership, sir?"

"Yes, sir."

Do you need a bag?

"Please take the receipt."

His tone was so flat and emotionless that it sent chills down one's spine.

Looking at these three ridiculously dedicated cashiers, Chen Qing couldn't help but mentally complain.

That damn boss, isn't he a real swindler?

Even ghosts can't escape the fate of being exploited and oppressed.

Yan Xia quietly moved closer to Chen Qing and asked in a low voice, "What do we do now? Fight them head-on?"

"I've had this planned for a while now." Chen Qing's gaze fell on Yu Ranran, who was still staring longingly at the potato chips.

"Yu Ranran's talent is her 'big appetite,' which allows her to enhance her physical abilities by eating. Right now, she's the ceiling of our fighting power."

He patted Yu Ranran's head and said seriously, "Your task from now on is to eat as much as you want, eat until you're stuffed, understand?"

Yu Ranran's eyes instantly lit up like light bulbs, and she nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm, leave it to me. I'll definitely eat as much as I can until I have a huge appetite."

Chen Qing nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Han Qingxue standing to the side.

"Mining... cough cough, Han Qingxue, you take two girls and are responsible for protecting Yu Ranran. Make sure she can eat in peace and don't let any messy things disturb her."

Han Qingxue nodded, her voice cool and clear, "Mm."

Chen Qing then turned to the remaining men: "The rest of you, come with me to collect weapons—mop handles, steel pipes, wrenches—anything you can swing and use to hit people, bring it all."

He paused, then added, "Remember, the cashier's rule is that you have to pay for what you buy."

"We can take anything from the supermarket now, as long as we don't leave this door, it doesn't count as triggering the rules."

"Be smart, everyone, and don't make things difficult for yourselves."

Everyone nodded solemnly, their hearts pounding with excitement and their hands trembling.

Chen Qing took a deep breath, glanced one last time at the three cashiers still working mechanically, and waved his hand.

"Alright, everyone to your positions, let's get started."