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Soon, seven minutes had passed.

Chen Miao had already returned to the bus. He didn't time it to the second; in this strange environment, his feeling of safety had decreased significantly, and he wouldn't take any risks until he had a clearer understanding of the situation—even if it meant his haul might be smaller.

Safety first.

In fact, he was also feeling somewhat unsure, knowing well that no one had ever successfully made it through the trip on the hellish 'Hell Bus' from ancient times to the present. He had little confidence that he would survive, but since he was drawn into this, he couldn't just sit and wait for death to come.

"..."

Sitting in his seat, Chen Miao silently watched through the window those who were still picking up treasure chests. He couldn't see Hungry Monkey anymore—the first passenger he intended to deal with at this stop had disappeared without a trace.

That saved him some trouble.

As long as he reached the last stop and there were no passengers who hadn't paid their fare, that's all that mattered. Collecting fares was too difficult; not letting people on in the first place was simpler.

At that moment,

Many people still opening treasure chests in the field had stopped their actions and were running towards the bus at high speed. Clearly, even though everyone seemed to be blinded by greed, they still remembered the concept that the bus would only stop at each station for ten minutes.

They wouldn't let greed prevent them from getting back on the bus.

But... there seemed to be exceptions.

Chen Miao frowned as he watched an archer who had made it several hundred meters away from the bus—the middle-aged woman who had pretended to be weak—he couldn't see the expression on her face from this distance, but her movements were obviously frantic.

It was as if she couldn't see the road any longer, running eastward for a bit and then westward. It was only now that Chen Miao noticed that even though the field outside was foggy with low visibility, sitting on the bus didn't seem to be affected at all.

The middle-aged woman seemed unable to find her way back, turning around anxiously on the spot.

Hmm.

Chen Miao's eyelids drooped slightly as he watched this scene in silence. If he wasn't mistaken, the deeper the treasure chest was buried, the better the reward would be; however, the visibility in the fog would also be lower. At this moment, that middle-aged woman was likely surrounded by fog, unable to see the path around her.

If no one was willing to lead this middle-aged woman, she probably wouldn't have a chance to come back.

By now, it was already 9 minutes.

Only one minute remained until the bus would start. All the passengers had already returned to their seats, except for three who had not come back.

The middle-aged woman, Hungry Monkey, and that dog.

Hungry Monkey had disappeared as soon as he got off the bus, and the dog, relying on its extreme speed, had immediately rushed to the deepest part of the field. According to Chen Miao's estimation, the dog probably wouldn't make it back either.

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"Someone go get her, quickly, there's still time if you're fast. Who here can run the fastest?"

"We'll be short of a person to help us later on, and that will lower everyone's chances of survival," said a middle-aged man from Gaobei City, who was the first to speak up. Everyone on the bus noticed the middle-aged woman spinning in place in the mist, but no one showed any intention to help. Only the middle-aged man spoke anxiously, "Having one more person is always having an extra hand!"

That made sense, of course.

If they could ensure the middle-aged woman's survival, most people would be willing to do so, as it benefited everyone.

But there was just too little time left—less than a minute. It was a round trip of about four hundred-plus meters; any mistake would mean both people would be left there to die.

Moreover, it was clear that the middle-aged woman could no longer distinguish direction from where she was. They weren't affected by mist while on the bus, but once they got off, it would be highly likely that neither would be able to return.

No one spoke, all were silent, and the man from Gaobei City wearing a straw raincoat and hat also stopped talking, apparently realizing he had made a somewhat foolish suggestion. The fate of the middle-aged woman as a sacrificial piece was almost sealed at this point.

...

Quickly—

With only a few seconds left of the 10-minute stopping time, just as the bus door was about to close, a dog came bolting out of the deep fog with its high speed and clear purpose, and got on the bus.

Then, it plopped down in its seat.

Panting heavily and sticking out its tongue, the dog looked at the other passengers with an uncannily human expression and said with a smile, "Good, just in time."

Getting on the bus at the very last moment.

The other passengers looked at the dog thoughtfully, evidently aware that the dog had extraordinary speed and the ability to see through the fog. It had rushed to the deepest part first and stayed the longest, likely reaping a rich harvest.

Judging by its expression, it seemed quite satisfied with its gains.

"You just passed not far from that woman. If you could see her, why didn't you go rescue her?" the middle-aged man from Gaobei City couldn't help but question, "At a time like this, can you not bring the habits you have from your own secret realms here? Do you all think this is a trip? This is the highest difficulty level of Event Number 128. Do you think we're here for fun?"

"Having one more person increases the chances for each of us to survive!"

"At this critical moment, can we stop the internal strife?"

"..."

The dog, who was licking the sweat off its body sitting down, rolled its eyes humanly and said, "I'm just a dog, after all. How do you expect me to save someone? Drag her back by her clothes?"

"I don't have the strength for that."

"We're all seasoned supernatural beings, not little children. Is it that hard to discern the danger of the first test? If someone can't make it back because their greed has blinded them, who else can they blame?"

While the two were arguing,

Chen Miao slowly stood up and walked to the door of the bus, taking out a Thompson submachine gun from his coat. Doctor Gou, sitting behind Chen Miao, immediately stood up and grabbed Chen Miao's clothes, with a sense of urgency in his voice he said,

"Chen Miao, what are you doing?!"

"It's too late now, if you go to save her, you'll die too!"

"Have you gone mad?!"

This commotion drew the attention of everyone in the bus, even the middle-aged man from Gaobei City tried to dissuade him, "Young man, don't be rash; there's not enough time, the doors are about to close in just a few seconds. If you go now, you won't be able to get back on."

"I'm just annoyed that the dog clearly had the ability but didn't save her."

"Although you're not much use, at least having more people around feels a bit safer."

If Chen Miao had stood up to save someone a minute earlier, he might have received admiring glances, but with only a few seconds before the doors shut, the others were somewhat speechless.

Either he was trying to put on a show, creating a drama to paint himself as kind-hearted,

Or he was indeed out of his mind, ready to die alongside the middle-aged woman.