âŚNan Zhou had a headache. He didnât wake up naturally just now. He was sleeping against the window and when he was frightened by a girlâs scream, he bumped his head against it.
It hurt.
After waking up, there was a strange colored mushroom in front of him. It took Nan Zhou some time to figure out he wasnât dreaming.
âSecondââ The mushroom was satisfied with the dead silence in the bus and the ups and downs of the mushroom cap seemed light and pleasant. âAmong you, three of you are ghosts.â
The words were shocking. Regardless of the deadly grey complexions of the group, the mushroom pointed to the man who had just fallen back on his seat, the white slime slowly flowing down his shoulder. âIt just so happened that he isnât one.â
âFriendly tip, if a ghostâs head explodes then it is a white mushroom.â
The deceased was used as an example by the mushroom but in just a few seconds, the body could no longer be seen. Gray mycelium stretched out from the rapidly decaying arms and legs and penetrated into the seams and cushions of the seats. They extended to the place where blood splashed like dedicated scavengers.
The mushroom was very satisfied with everyoneâs expression. At least, until it caught sight of Nan Zhou.
There was a striking red mark left at the end of the eye on the side where Nan Zhou slept leaning against the window. There were also a few strands of semi-curly mid-length sticking up. He was still watching the mushroom. His curiosity was much greater than his fear.
âŚThe mushroom inexplicably had the feeling of being offended.
Nan Zhou found that the mushroom was looking at him and kindly reminded, âYou finished saying the second thing.â
The mushroom, ââŚâŚâ
It shook its cap unhappily, angrily used a short hand to tidy up the brim of the cap and completely turned away from Nan Zhou. âThird, ghosts are like you. They have basic common sense, normal thinking and the same physiological structure and physiological responses. Thus, players can skip the step of hurting each other and start your judgment in a civilized manner.â
At this point, the mushroom tried to put its two short hands together but the stubby fingers barely touched each other.
âHowever, players donât have to be frustrated so early!â
âYou arenât hopeless in front of the ghosts.â
âSimply put, every one of you has the right to vote!â
âThree people can form a team.â
âAs long as there are three peopleâof course, it doesnât matter if there are moreâyou can rely on the judgment of the team to determine a suspected ghost.â
âOnce the team has reached a consensus on a suspicious person, just use this thing on the suspicious targetââ
The mushroom took out a silver bracelet shaped like a handcuff and then another one that was exactly the same. It aligned the two visible grooves on the bracelet and lightly touched them together. The bracelet made a short mechanical sound like a card being swiped.
The mushroom clapped happily again. The bracelets used for the demonstration turned into silver powder.
âAs long as three players touch the same bracelet, the owner of the bracelet will automatically be judged as a ghost.â
âOf course, the system will determine if you are stamping it actively or passively.â
âThere is no limit to the number of passive stamps per player.â
âBefore the game is over, ghosts canât kill players by any means other than voting.â
âYou will pass through six tunnels before this vehicle reaches the end.â
Weâre sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so weâre going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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âCoafg fcafglcu atf aeccfi, bcf gbecv bo nbalcu lr jeabwjalmjiis mibrfv. Ycmf bea bo atf aeccfi, atf cfza gbecv bo nbalcu lr jeabwjalmjiis bqfcfv.â
âRfza lr atf alwf ktfc sbe nfglos lo atf pevuwfca lc atlr gbecv lr mbggfma~â
âAfter coming out of the tunnel, where there be white mushrooms or colorful mushrooms in the vehicle?â
âIt depends on each playerâs choice.â
âIf the end is reached and all ghosts are caught, it is deemed that the players have won~â
âOn the other hand, if the ghosts survive then the ban on them will be lifted~â
âIt is a pity. If the player just now hadnât left the instance without authorization, you mightâve eliminated all the ghosts in the first round.
The mushroom was talking excitedly when that annoying player actually made a sound. Nan Zhou twisted the cuffs of his sleeves and whispered, âDonât make trouble.â
âThat isnât an edible mushroom.â
The mushroom, ââŚâŚâ
Nan Zhou raised his head and made a polite âSorry, please continueâ gesture to the mushroom.
âŚIt was subtly very annoyed. The evidence was that the speed of the mushroomâs speech accelerated and the weird tone at the end was no longer added.
âOnce the ghost group is destroyed, this bracelet will become an ordinary item. I will leave it to you as a souvenir.â
âThis game does not prohibit excessive violence.â
âStill, I have to remind you that voting is the quickest and most effective way.â
âOnce the game is over, the system will give points based on your contributions and this determines your next game experience.â
âUse your brains. This is an absolutely fair game.â
âThe trial level duration is one hour.â
âSoâŚâ
âHave a nice game.â
There was a high sound as the mushroom quickly shrank into a flat light, disappearing without a trace. The moment the mushroom disappeared, silver bracelets fell on the ground, rolling and bouncing like the balloons celebrating its debut.
The bus was silent for a while.
Under the snow-white sky outside the window, there were eight people and three ghosts sitting in the enclosed bus. It was clearly daytime but everyone felt cold.
The first to break the silence was the man who initially took action first. He went to the front row and picked up a bracelet. Everyone took their own bracelets but they didnât dare to wear them. They just watched each other.
This lasted until the silver-haired man with the scorpion braid placed it tentatively around his wrist. When picking up the bracelet, someone with a brave mentality went to look at the driverâs seat.
As expected, the driver who was the only one who could confirm the original passengers in the bus had long since disappeared. They were on a bus without a driver, speeding toward the unknown at 80 kilometers per hour. This discovery undoubtedly increased the frozen atmosphere in the bus.
âDonât waste time.â
Since he was the first to speak and the first to attempt to walk toward the driver, the man had been stared at several times. He felt he was shouldering a certain responsibility so he coughed and suggested, âWhy donât we⌠introduce ourselves first?â
He took the lead. âMy name is Zhao Guanglu and I am 37 years old this year. I am from phase 1 of Zhanghua Community and I work for a construction companyâŚuh⌠Iâve been divorced for three years.â
As the first person to introduce himself, he didnât know what else to say so he added, âI was the second to get on the bus. The driver said I was number two.â
Li Yinhang raised her hand. âI am number three! Iâm also from Zhanghua!â
She still remembered the warm touch when the driver patted her shoulder and said ânumber three.â Unexpectedly, Zhao Guanglu scratched his head. âWhy didnât I see you?â
Li Yinhangâs heart sank and she started sweating. The passenger seats in the bus were too high and it was easy to block peopleâs vision. Moreover, when she got in the bus, he was sleeping with his clothes covering his face.
She hurriedly said, âMy name is Li Yinhang and I am 24 years old. I graduated from the finance department of X University. I work at the Songzhou Street branch of Guangming Bank in customer service.â
Everyone, ââŚâŚâ
Her name was Li Yinhang and she worked in a bank. It obviously looked like a made-up name. (Li YinhangâYin = silver/related to money, Hang=boat, ship, sail etc)
Li Yinhang, ââŚâŚâ
She never liked her name very much since she was a child and couldnât help laughing every time she introduced herself to the class but she never thought it would be used to disprove her innocence at this time. She struggled to find other evidence. âGuangming Bank has a staff dormitory in the second phase of Zhanghua Community, do you know it?â
ââŚIs that so? I really donât know about this?â Zhao Guanglu shook his head apologetically and emphasized, âI got in the bus and fell asleep.â
He didnât realize what his words meant in the ears of some new players. As the first person to take the initiative, his words and evaluations had more weight. Many peopleâs gazes toward Li Yinhang changed.
Li Yinhang was anxious in her heart but she was trained in her customer service work to organize language and not lose control in the face of danger. Otherwise, she would get bad reviews. She said, âAfter I came up, I spoke to some people. Do you still remember?â
She didnât have much hope. She did talk to other people in the bus but she kept her voice quiet in consideration of the sleeping person. Besides, those people had already got off the bus. All the people left now were fresh faces who had no impression of her.
Sure enough, no one testified for her.
In the silence that made people feel numb, Li Yinhang recited the evidence that she had been in the bus for a long time. âThe bus passed by the Long familyâs pickled fish restaurant, 31 Food Street and finally passed the river bridgeâŚâ
The more she talked, the less of a response she received. She became more afraid and fell deeper into self-doubt. She might be the only one who noticed that there were too many people in the bus the moment it passed through a tunnel. Would other people think the ghosts were already on the bus? Would they believe what she was saying now?
ââŚOkay.â Someone interrupted Li Yinhang whose voice had started to tremble. The silver-haired man with a scorpion braid who was regarded as a âbeautyâ stood up and glanced at her, pale gray eyes full of gentle encouragement.
âShe has been sitting behind me since I got on the bus,â he said.
Li Yinhang heard this and the sweat on her body fell.
Everyone couldnât help sighing with relief. They might be eager to catch the ghosts but their mentality of avoiding harm meant they didnât want to determine a ghost so soon.
Someone complained, âWhy didnât you say it earlier?â
âBased on the rules, we need to form a team. I didnât want to decide on a team so quickly,â the man said. âAfter all, if I speak for her then in the eyes of others, she and I will be on the same team. I wanted to wait and see.â
His attitude was very modest as he spoke. It was a tone and demeanor that made people think of a spring breeze.
âMy name is Jiang Fang.â He introduced himself. âI am 25 years old and my father is Ukrainian. I should be regarded as a testimony of the great friendship between China and Ukraine.â
Li Yinhang finally saw his face.
He was a mixed-race person. His facial features, especially his nose and eyes, contained a Russian beauty while the lower half of his face had charming oriental features, especially his red and thin lips. If it wasnât for the special situation, there was no one who wouldnât let their imagination run wild from his beauty.
He continued, âI returned to China not long ago because my mother passed away. I wanted to see the city where she grew up. I rented an apartment in Donghua.â
The girl in the front row who awakened Nan Zhou with a scream asked in a low voice, âIâm from Dongua Apartments. Why didnât I see you when I got on the bus?â
âI came up from the back door and I live in the area filled with foreigners.â Jiang Fang pointed to the other door at the back of the bus and asked Li Yinhang, âDid you see me?â
Li Yinhang didnât have any impression of when Jiang Fang sat in front of her but she knew that if she didnât follow his words, she would still be a target. To get out of this predicament, she nodded vaguely.
Zhao Guanglu was quite alert. âWhat is your number?â
Jiang Fang was very calm. âShould we have a number?â
âŚWhat did he mean?
Zhao Guangly glanced at the girl who also got on the bus in the Donghua District. The girl shook her head and said no. Zhao Guanglu thought for a moment and understood the reason.
In his napping state, he had felt people were frequently walking as they got in and out of the bus. The Donghua Apartments were very close to the bridge crossing the river. If there were too many people getting in and out of the bus, the driver mightâve given up telling everyone their boarding order to avoid the trouble of self-recording the statistics.
In other words, it was meaningless to report their number.
There was nothing else to ask Jiang Fang. Then Zhao Guanglu thought of another suspicious person in the bus. He looked around and found that the man had disappeared again.
Zhao Guanglu, ââŚâŚâ
During the time when everyoneâs attention was focused on the back row, Nan Zhou lay down on his seat and fumbled around, reaching through the crack in the chair for the only bracelet that had rolled under the seat.
He lowered his head to put on the bracelet and the hard and cold metal brushed against the black butterfly tattoo on the inside of his right wrist. He turned the bracelet around and thought about things.
Suddenly, Nan Zhou had the feeling of being peeped at. He placed his head on the headrest of the seat to the side and looked back. Then he buried half his face in his raised arms and let out a small sigh.
âŚNo wonder why he felt like this. It was because almost everyone in the bus was staring at him. He sat in the front row, appeared the most abruptly and reacted the most abnormally to the mushroom. Even Nan Zhou felt that he was the most suspicious.
âMy name is Lou Yan.â Nan Zhou introduced himself in a natural manner with a cold air. âIâm 26 years old and a teacher from Longtan 2nd High School. I usually live in the Longtan District. During the summer vacation, I went back to my motherâs home to visit relatives.â
After several rounds of speeches, everyone had gradually become courageous.
âWhen did you get in the bus?â
âWhy arenât you afraid?â
âHow can you prove your words are true?â
These three questions did indeed require a reasonable explanation. So how could he explain that he was suddenly teleported here but he wasnât a ghost?
Not proofread. In addition, yes, the MC and MLâs are in the bus. MC is Nan Zhou (shou) and ML is Jiang Fang.