Nan Zhou had a little headache.

He didn't wake up naturally just now. He was sleeping with his pillow on the window. After being frightened by the girl's scream, he bumped into the latch.

It hurts.

When he woke up, there was a strange big colorful mushroom head in front of him.

It took Nan Zhou some time to figure out that he was not dreaming.

"second--"

Mushroom was very satisfied with the deathly silence in the carriage, and the undulating curvature of the mushroom umbrella seemed light and joyful.

"Three of you are ghosts."

The words are shocking.

Regardless of everyone's ashen expressions, Mushroom pointed at the violator who was lying on the seat, with white liquid slowly flowing to his shoulders: "It's a coincidence that this person just now was not the one."

"As a friendly reminder, when the ghost's head explodes, it's a white mushroom."

The body of the deceased who was listed as a teaching material by Mushroom could no longer be seen in just a few seconds.

Gray-white hyphae extended from his rapidly decaying and shrinking hands and feet, and penetrated into the seams of the car, the shelves, and the cushions on the car seats.

They extend thinly to the place where the blood is splashed, like a conscientious scavenger.

Mushroom is very satisfied with everyone's performance.

Until it caught a glimpse of Nan Zhou in its peripheral vision.

There was a striking red mark on the end of Nanzhou's eye where she slept by the window, and a few strands of her mid-length, half-curled hair stood up in sleep.

He's still looking at it.

The kind of look in which curiosity is far greater than fear.

...Mushroom felt inexplicably offended.

Nanzhou noticed that the mushroom was looking at him, so he kindly reminded him: "Let's talk about the second thing."

mushroom:"……"

It shook the umbrella cover unhappily, adjusted the brim of its hat angrily with its short hands, and turned the umbrella cover completely towards Nanzhou.

"Third, ghosts are just like you, possessing basic common sense, normal thinking ability, and exactly the same physiological structure and physiological reactions. Therefore, players can skip the step of hurting each other and start your judgment in a civilized manner."

Having said this, Mushroom tried to put his two short hands together, but only his stubby fingertips barely touched each other.

"However, players don't have to feel frustrated so early!"

"You are not helpless when facing ghosts."

"Simply put, each of you has a vote!"

"Three people can form a team."

"As long as there are three people - of course it doesn't matter if there are more - we can rely on the team's judgment to identify a suspected "ghost"."

"After the entire team reaches a consensus on the suspect, just use this thing and put it in the hands of the suspect-"

Mushroom took out a silver bracelet that was shaped like handcuffs, and another one that was exactly the same. After aligning the two obvious grooves on the bracelet, he touched it lightly.

"drop--"

The bracelet made a short mechanical sound like boarding the bus and swiping the card.

Mushroom clapped his hands happily again.

The bracelet used for demonstration turned into two puffs of silver powder.

"As long as three players stamp the same bracelet, the owner of the bracelet will automatically be judged as a 'ghost'."

"Of course, the system will determine whether you are actively stamping or passively stamping."

"There is no upper limit to the number of passive stamps each player can get."

"Before the game ends, ghosts cannot kill players through methods other than voting~"

"You will go through six tunnels before this car reaches the end."

"You can understand that there are six rounds of voting, six times."

"After entering the tunnel, one round of voting automatically ends; when exiting the tunnel, the next round of voting automatically starts."

"Next, it's time for you to verify whether this round of judgment is correct~"

"After coming out of the tunnel, will there be more white mushrooms or colored mushrooms in the car?"

"It depends on each player's choice."

"When reaching the end point, all ghosts are caught, and the player is deemed to have won~"

"On the contrary, the restrictions on the ghost will be revoked~"

"What a pity. If the players just now had not left the dungeon without permission, you might have eliminated all the ghosts in the first game."

When Mushroom was talking enthusiastically, the annoying player next to him actually spoke up.

He twisted his sleeves and whispered: "Don't make trouble."

"That's not an edible mushroom."

mushroom:"……"

Nan Zhou raised his head and made a polite "Sorry, please continue" gesture to Mushroom.

...subtle and very irritating.

The evidence is that Mushroom's speech speed has increased, and he no longer uses strange modal particles.

"When the entire ghost army is destroyed, this bracelet will become an ordinary prop, and I will leave it to you as a souvenir."

"Extreme violence is not prohibited in this game."

"But I have to remind you again that voting is still the fastest and most effective method."

"When the game ends, the system will accumulate points based on your contribution and determine your next game project."

"Use your brains. This is an absolutely fair game."

"The trial level experience time is one hour."

"So……"

"Happy gaming."

A hissing sound.

The mushroom quickly shrank toward the center and became a flat line of light, disappearing without a trace.

Wow.

As the mushroom disappeared, the silver bracelet fell to the floor, rolling and jumping all over the floor like the balloons celebrating its debut.

There was silence in the car for a moment.

Under the white sky outside the window, eight people and three ghosts were sitting in the closed bus.

It's clearly daytime, but everyone feels like they're immersed in a cold pool.

The first person to break the silence was the man who took action first.

He walked to the front row and picked up a bracelet.

Everyone took away their own bracelets, but did not dare to wear them and looked at each other.

Until the silver-haired scorpion braid put the bracelet on his wrist tentatively.

When picking up the bracelet, someone took a chance and took a look at the driver's seat.

Unsurprisingly, the only driver who might have seen all the normal people in the car has disappeared without a trace.

They were on a bus without a driver, flying towards an unknown land at a speed of 80 kilometers.

This discovery undoubtedly aggravated the stagnant atmosphere in the car.

"Don't waste time."

Because he was the first to speak and the first to try to approach the driver, the man was stared at by several eyes.

Unconsciously feeling that he had shouldered some responsibility, he coughed dryly and said, "How about... introduce yourself first?"

He was the first to speak: "My name is Zhao Guanglu, I am thirty-seven this year, and I am from the first phase of Zhanghua Community. I work in a construction company... uh... I have been divorced for three years..."

As the first person to introduce himself, he didn't know what else to say, so he could only add dryly: "I was the second one to get on the bus. The driver said I was No. 2."

Li Yinhang hurriedly raised his hand: "I am No. 3! I am also Zhang Hua's!"

She still remembers the warm touch of the driver's pat on her shoulder and the friendly "No. 3".

Unexpectedly, Zhao Guanglu scratched his scalp and said, "Why didn't I see you?"

Li Yinhang's heart suddenly felt empty, and he broke down in cold sweat.
To be continued...