Please, It's A Scary World

The bus starts moving again.

In the endless darkness.

Like a beast looking for food.

There is no one or anything blocking the way ahead.

Even if there happened to be some strange monsters standing on the road, when they saw the bus approaching, they would immediately avoid it.

Because a lot of people came up at the park station just now, the carriage has become a little crowded.

At least it doesn't look so empty.

Fang Ming stared at the automatic coin alley, with an inexplicable expression on his face.

"I can't give up..."

"Then... I have too many things that I can't let go of."

Xiaoxue, Hong Doudou, Wang Jiaojiao, Chen Rou flashed through his mind, Xiao Heiqian Cheng Zhang Mang and Brother Qinghe flashed through his mind, as well as the unfamiliar Granny Liu and Er Gao.

After he crossed over, he spent most of his time in this hopeless gray world.

However, in this desperate world, he is bringing warmth to others.

And get warmth from others.

He had seen, even experienced their past.

Know their inner weakness and loneliness.

Now he and them are family.

They eat together, drink together, sleep together, and fight monsters and rush upstairs together.

With the system in place, Fang Ming can clearly feel the sincerity of every family member from the heart.

As a family, these people... can't let go of each one.

So, if he were to "toss a coin," what would it be?

About their memories?

Or is it affection for them?

It seems that it is impossible.

Thinking of this, Fang Ming looked at the aunt who threw away the old photos again.

But found that the old aunt was sitting there, her whole face gradually became indifferent.

Just like the three passengers in the car before, their faces were indifferent.

Didn't even look at the coin box again.

It's completely different from the reluctance when I cast that photo.

Fang Ming frowned slightly.

"In that photo, it seems to be a god.

"Maybe, it's her departed wife."

"So, that photo bears the memory of her husband?"

To prove his guess, Fang Ming looked at the three students.

He still remembered that before the three students got into the car, there seemed to be some emotional entanglements.

But at this time, the three of them were sitting upright, as if they didn't know each other.

Even the girl who cut off her skin with a knife looked indifferent at this moment.

Although the wound on her arm was still bleeding, the boy named Li Hewei next to her was no longer in her eyes.

Seeing this, Fang Ming let out a long sigh.

"It seems that they have really forgotten each other.

"Even if the person you like is right in front of you, you just turn a blind eye."

Fang Ming sighed a little louder.

Immediately aroused the vigilance of other passengers in the compartment.

All eyes fell on Fang Ming's face.

"not good!"

Fang Ming's heart tightened suddenly.

Instinctively felt a burst of uneasiness.

The next moment, the roof of the car suddenly squirmed, and miserable green arms suddenly protruded.

On the palm of each arm, there is a bloodshot eye.

These arms were densely packed, as if they were alive, and they all rushed towards Fang Ming from the roof of the car.

Hundreds of blood-colored eyes fell on Fang Ming at the same time.

Fang Ming felt a tingling sensation in his heart.

Like a lamb being targeted by wolves.

Next to him, the black mist billowed over Seventh Brother's body, subconsciously wanting to do something.

But as soon as he got up, he was grabbed by Fang Ming.

Seventh Brother looked back at Fang Ming.

Fang Ming used his arms again, pulling him to sit on the chair.

Then he gave him a silent gesture.

Seventh Brother's pale face showed doubts, but he still watched the arms on the roof of the car and sat down slowly, letting the eyes on these arms keep scanning them.

Fang Ming stared at these arms.

Would like to see information on these arms.

But the strange thing is that you can't see it at all.

It seems that these arms do not belong to independent individuals.

He put his right hand into his bosom, and touched all the ability cards obtained from the hidden treasure chest.

And that disaster-proof jade pendant that has never been used.

Fang Ming couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

"Damn it, even the sound of breathing?"

"If it is really unavoidable, we can only fight to the death."

In the aisle of the carriage, the taboo paper figurine in the blood coffin also seemed to sense that Fang Ming was in danger.

There was a slight "squeak" sound, and the coffin lid opened a gap.

Hula la, some of the arms on the roof of the car turned their eyes to the blood coffin in an instant.

But strangely, although these arms are agile and numerous in number, they do not make a sound when they move, which seems extremely strange.

The other passengers didn't seem to be surprised at all. They looked at Fang Ming's face and the blood coffin for a while, and then went about their business in boredom. (agdc) Fang Ming's heart tensed to the extreme.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

About five minutes have passed.

The bus suddenly issued a burst of old brakes.

"Hiss~~"

Another stop.

The library has arrived.

The sound of the brakes seemed to be an order to retreat, and the arms on the roof twitched slightly, and they all retracted to the roof like snail eyes.

In just a moment of effort, the roof returned to its normal appearance.

"Crack~" The front and rear doors of the car opened.

No one got out of the car.

But, someone got in the car.

Aboard was a woman in a delicate dress.

He has a good face and a cold temperament, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses and holding a book in his hand.

Stepping on high heels, she is tall and looks like a strong woman.

When she came up, she took out a work permit directly from her body.

With a "click", it was thrown into the coin box.

Fang Ming could vaguely see that the three ministers of "general manager" seemed to be written on the work card.

After the coin box swallowed the work card, there was a soft hula.

But after waiting for a while, there was no movement.

There was a sneer of disdain on the corner of the woman's mouth, and she walked back haughtily.

Like everyone else, she was a little surprised to see the blood coffin.

But after only a moment, he found a seat by the window and sat down.

"What... is it missing?"

"Enterprise?"

"The desire for power and promotion?"

Watching the woman's temperament gradually change from strong to flat.

The whole person is no longer arrogant, and the edge has dissipated.

Fang Ming reached out and touched his chin, countless thoughts flooded his mind.

"It seems that this bus itself is a strange existence."

"The coin box and the arms on the roof should all be part of the bus itself.

"It exists to enforce the rules of the bus."

"The coin box collects what no one else can give up. The arm keeps the cabin quiet.

"The driver didn't say a word, even facing the existence of the welcoming team, he was not afraid.

"The car doesn't have a station to broadcast, so I don't know where the end point is."

"However, these passengers did not intend to get off the bus at all. Where did they plan to go when they got on the bus?"

"Why are they willing to pay the price of forgetting something they can't let go of?"

But Fang Ming can be sure of two things.

First, this car is very safe, even the terrifying existence in the sedan chair is not willing to provoke it.

Second, this car has a station, or a focus, which must be a place that these passengers yearn for.

The longing makes them prefer to pay the price in the eyes of "a part of limbs that cannot be restored" or "a part that cannot be separated".

Limb damage is physical injury, and something that cannot be given up is spiritual loss.

Fang Ming couldn't help doubting the authenticity of what the old man said, "one dollar is really cheap".

Too many doubts kept taking root in Fang Ming's heart.

The mystery and weirdness of the outside world made him a little curious.

This unknown world is not only frightening, but also curious.

But Fang Ming has a peaceful heart and has no fear, so his curiosity is even stronger.

"It seems that I have to come out of the building early.

"Let's set a small goal, level 40! At level 40, I will get the key to the tenth floor, and then open a shop in the pedestrian street outside the community, and integrate into the outside life!"

"The next stop is the crematorium and the incense and candle shop."

"So, Brother Seven, and the taboo paper figurine, what price should we pay to get off the car?"

(ps: It's the Dragon Boat Festival, relatives are here, busy all morning).