Mysterious resurrection, something's wrong with this guy.

Chapter 47 Ordinary People on the Bus

The two ghost controllers sitting in the back row were on edge, constantly on guard, and restless. They wanted to stay away from the ghost slave clone, but they were afraid of accidentally triggering unknown killing patterns, so they could only sit still and not dare to look at it.

The ghost slave clone was unaware of what the two ghost controllers were thinking, nor did it have time to consider such matters. It was currently pondering a profound question, one that was somewhat beyond the capacity of its brain.

There were only nine people on the bus, including him. The number on the display was 4. Apart from the bus itself, there should have been three ghosts, but he only found two that seemed to be vengeful ghosts. There was still one ghost he couldn't find.

There are only two possibilities now. One is that the ghost sat in the driver's seat, but that's unlikely. If a ghost sat in the driver's seat, something terrible would definitely happen. It's impossible for him to be unharmed.

That leaves only the second possibility: a ghost has infiltrated their group, but this ghost has shown the characteristics of a living person, which means it is likely a terrifying and intelligent ghost.

Hopefully, I'll have better luck this time, and nothing unexpected happens!

The ghost slave clone could only silently pray that his luck would improve. With the weak supernatural power he possessed, he had no hope against such a terrifying vengeful ghost. If his main body came out, he would probably be doomed too.

The bus sped along the streets of Dajing City, just like an ordinary bus. But gradually, the few meticulous salesmen seemed to notice something unusual and began to whisper among themselves, their words and actions extremely restrained and discreet.

"Something's not right. I've taken the No. 113 bus several times. This route is wrong. We need to go to the city center, but this is taking us to the suburbs. And it hasn't stopped at any of the many bus stops it's passed. This is clearly suspicious. Call the police immediately!"

A slightly overweight middle-aged salesman was having a quiet, discreet conversation with two younger salesmen next to him.

This is a salesman with rich social experience. He has worked his way up to the position of manager in Beijing over the past ten years, relying on his experience of suffering losses, keen observation, and a clear mind. He is certain that there is definitely something wrong with this car, and the consequences may be serious.

Beside him were two recent graduates, one as dark-skinned as an African, and the other effeminate. Both were skilled in their jobs but lacked social experience.

"Could someone have hijacked this bus? I'll go check the front of the bus."

The dark-skinned young man, who came from the countryside, was like a newborn calf with a good imagination. He was about to get up when the middle-aged man held him down.

"Don't act rashly! Call the police first. Don't alert them. Under normal circumstances, there are no criminals hijacking a bus. This doesn't make sense, and there's no profit in it. They've probably encountered something more troublesome, and the situation could be very complicated. Look at the people in the front and back seats. Don't you think there's something strange about them?"

With the middle-aged man's prompting, the two young people also began to pay attention to the behavior of the passengers on the bus. It seemed that only the internet celebrity sitting at the front door was normal. Whether it was the smelly child in the front row, the man sitting behind him with his head down and not moving, or the two men and one woman sitting at the back, they all behaved abnormally.

They were all so quiet, not even making the slightest unnecessary movement. Most importantly, not one of them had used their phone. You know, in this day and age, the relationship between people and their phones is closer than that between husband and wife. In such a boring environment, how could anyone not use their phone to pass the time?

Unless they are in a state of high tension and have no energy or mind to do these things.

A possibility popped into the minds of the two young men.

The car wasn't hijacked by one person, but by a group of criminals who likely intended to use it for something shady.

Unable to contain his curiosity, the dark-skinned youth turned around to look at the people in the back row. The two men in the back row were the most suspicious; they might be pointing guns at them right now.

But the effeminate man quickly stopped him from turning around and reminded him in a barely audible voice:

"Idiot! Are you trying to get us killed? Don't look around. If the thugs notice you looking at them and become suspicious, we'll be in trouble. Let's wait for the police. I've already sent an alert, and the police should be able to stop this car soon."

No one noticed the three people's subtle actions, and the others didn't waste their energy on these three ordinary people.

The bus had been on the road for more than two hours, and the online celebrity who was live-streaming seemed to realize that something was wrong.

She was only about an hour away from her destination, but she had been so busy interacting with viewers in her live stream that she had forgotten about the bus. When she came to her senses, she realized it was already past four o'clock and she was still on the bus.

"Does anyone in the family understand this?! Are buses starting to take detours like taxis now? It took us two hours to get from the south of the city to Mingyue Park, a journey that should only take an hour. I hope they won't charge us extra later!"

The online celebrity held up his phone and started a live stream, complaining to the audience without realizing the seriousness of the problem.

Lines of text were rapidly updating on her phone screen.

"Could the streamer have gotten on the wrong bus or missed their stop? Sure enough, the streamer has put all their skill points into their looks."

But don't worry, streamer, I'll take care of you from now on, and I guarantee you won't suffer any losses!

"Hey, you upstairs simp, give me a break! You can't even get two rockets out of your league, what are you dreaming of!"

"The people upstairs are talking nonsense! Don't listen to them, I've experienced this before. The driver took a longer route and charged me an extra 50 yuan! This is my personal experience. If there's even a lie in it, I'll eat shit upside down."

……

Her live stream was very lively, with some people vying for her attention and others taking the opportunity to stir up trouble.

Although the internet celebrity dresses up in a flamboyant manner, she is not wealthy and is not one to suffer losses. She doesn't want to spend her days posing in front of a group of men with unkempt feet, enduring their teasing, and earning a pittance. She doesn't want to lose tens of yuan for no reason.

"Family members, today I will use the iron fist of justice to defeat these evil forces!"

With the encouragement of viewers in the live stream, the internet celebrity's inexplicable confidence flared up. Holding her phone, she got up and walked towards the driver's seat, determined to teach the driver a lesson in cyberbullying.

The internet celebrity strode confidently and arrogantly toward the driver in the driver's seat. She turned the camera around to face the driver, and everyone in the live stream could see what the driver looked like.

The driver was a middle-aged woman wearing a black short-sleeved shirt. She was filthy, and there was a solidified black substance on the ground. As soon as she got to the driver's seat, the internet celebrity smelled a foul odor. She had previously thought it was the child's unique smell, but she didn't expect that the driver also had it.

The phone screen was constantly updating with subtitles, but the style and content of the subtitles had completely changed.

"Run, streamer! This driver is suspicious!"

"Host, get out of the car! This driver looks like he's about to die!"

The audience's inexplicable comments left the internet celebrity bewildered, and her attention finally shifted from her phone screen to the driver.

Doubt began to show in her eyes, and she even started to feel uneasy.

The female driver looked really bad; her skin was bluish-black, her body was as dry as dried bacon, her body was stiff and motionless, her eyes were wide open, and her mouth was agape, making her look extremely frightening.

Even more bizarrely, the female driver gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, but the steering wheel never moved an inch.

The internet celebrity mustered up his courage and gently nudged the female driver's shoulder.

It felt cold and stiff to the touch, not like a living person at all.

boom~

The female driver's stiff body swayed twice under the force of the external push, and then she stiffly fell off her seat, landing at the feet of the internet celebrity.

"Ah...!"

A heart-wrenching scream involuntarily escaped the internet celebrity's lips, and at the same time, the phone crashed heavily to the ground, shattering the screen.

"Dead...dead! Dead!"

The internet celebrity had never seen anything like it before. She screamed in terror and scrambled backward.

The anomaly here immediately caught the attention of the three salesmen sitting in the back.

Someone died? The driver died?

From their perspective, it was clear that the female driver in the driver's seat was lying stiffly on the ground, which was beyond doubt.

Their initial guess was correct; the bus did indeed have a problem, but the truth was more serious than they suspected. It wasn't that someone had hijacked the bus; the driver had died.

"The driver is dead, so what about this car?"

not good!"

The dark-skinned youth jumped up from his seat and darted out like a cheetah, rushing towards the driver's seat.

The driver's death meant the bus was out of control, and his first thought was to immediately bring the bus under control to prevent an accident.

He was in excellent physical condition and reached the driver's seat in less than three seconds, firmly gripping the steering wheel with both hands.

However, the dark-skinned youth was astonished to find that no matter how hard he tried, the steering wheel wouldn't budge, and not only that, the dashboard didn't light up at all; the car hadn't even been started.

The dark-skinned youth suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and began to feel inexplicably panicked.

The car wasn't started, and no one was controlling it, yet it was driving normally. How is that possible? It completely defies common sense.

Could it be that some unknown force is controlling this car?

Upon realizing this, the dark-skinned youth decisively abandoned his attempt to tinker with the bizarre bus.

"Everyone, get off the bus immediately! There's something wrong with this vehicle!"

The dark-skinned youth rushed to the front door of the car, intending to force his way out.

Boom!

The dark-skinned youth kicked the car door hard, but the powerful kick didn't make a sound. He had grown up in the countryside and was used to physical labor. His physical fitness was comparable to that of a professional athlete. Ordinary wooden doors couldn't withstand his kicks, but this glass door didn't even leave a mark.

The other two salesmen, hearing his shouts, reacted quickly and rushed to the front door of the car, kicking it down with him.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The three of them kicked with all their might, until their legs were numb, but the seemingly thin glass door remained completely unmoved.

Unable to open the door, everyone panicked and pulled out their phones to call for help.

However, when they took out their phones, they were shocked to find that none of their phones had any signal at all.

Actually, as soon as they kicked down the door, the internet celebrity took out another spare phone to call the police, but no matter how she dialed, she could only hear a buzzing sound of electricity, and now the phone had completely lost signal.

I don't know when it started, but the sky outside the car window had already darkened. It was pitch black all around, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. The only thing you could see was a small area illuminated by the dim yellow headlights of the car.

Outside the car, giant waves surged and crashed against the front of the vehicle, but inside, there was not a sound, and the car remained perfectly still, steadily navigating through the waves.

They were no longer in the familiar city of Dajing, but had appeared in an unknown sea area, and the bus was driving on the sea in such a strange way.

Seeing this bizarre scene, the three salesmen dared not get out of the car again, nor did they dare to continue kicking the car door, for fear of breaking the door and causing seawater to flood in, which would mean they would all perish at sea.

"If you don't want to die, sit still and get off when the bus stops in the city next time. Otherwise, no one can save you. Acting recklessly will only hasten your death!"

A hoarse, shrill voice rang out in the dimly lit carriage, startling the few ordinary people who turned to look at the source of the voice.

It was the man sitting by the back door who was speaking; he was an unusually strange man who had been acting strangely ever since he got on the bus.

Upon hearing the ghost slave's reminder, the internet celebrity recalled his strange behavior earlier, and some strange thoughts immediately arose in his mind.

"You know something, don't you! Yes! You must know something!"

"Are you up to something?! Let us out!"

The internet celebrity had already concluded in his mind that this strange person must have used some unknown means to deliberately mess with them.