"Babe, don’t be scared. The driver is definitely just playing tricks! I’ll go check it out."
The man gently patted his girlfriend’s shoulder, settling her securely in her seat.
With that,
he prepared to get up and walk toward the front of the bus.
"Ahem... If I were you, I’d stay put right now instead of going to get yourself killed."
Just then,
a voice suddenly spoke up.
It was the man completely bundled up in a trench coat.
"What do you an?"
The man in the tank top frowned.
"Didn’t you see the blood words just now? Ahem... They told us not to leave our seats! And especially not to disturb the driver."
The man in the trench coat’s tone was flat.
Hearing this,
the man in the tank top snorted.
"Heh, so what if I leave? Putting on a spooky act might scare other people, but you think you can fool ?"
With that said,
he stood up and walked directly toward the driver’s seat at the front of the bus.
Seeing this,
the man in the trench coat and mask said no more, simply watching the other man’s retreating back.
His gaze was like he was looking at a dead man.
Strangely,
the driver hadn’t said a single word the entire ti, as if he didn’t even exist.
Soon, the man in the tank top reached the glass partition of the driver’s area.
The driver’s compartnt was dark, and he could vaguely make out a shadowy figure holding the steering wheel.
Seeing this, he imdiately reached out and banged on the glass.
"Damn it, was that you—"
He was in the middle of cursing when his words were suddenly cut off.
It was as if an invisible hand had seized him by the throat.
His body froze instantly, his expression shifting to terror before twisting into an extre grimace.
Imdiately after, with a loud POP! like a balloon bursting, his body exploded like a firework.
Blood, flesh, and organs rained down, instantly turning the front of the bus into a gory Hell.
The sudden, grueso scene left everyone stunned speechless, their minds blank.
Guo Wei, being relatively close, was splattered on the back of her hand by sothing warm and sticky.
She instinctively looked down. What t her eyes was half a round, bloodshot eyeball.
In that instant, her face turned ashen.
Her stomach churned violently, and she frantically shook her hand to fling the disgusting thing off.
"Ahem... Every ti, there’s a fool like this asking for death!"
The man in the trench coat and mask spoke up.
His eyes were filled with indifference as he glanced at the remains of the man in the tank top splattered across the bus, then looked away.
"Excuse , do you know sothing about this?"
Surprisingly, the first person to break the silence was the petite woman with short, yellow hair.
Her face was a little pale, but she didn’t seem to show much grief over her boyfriend’s horrific death.
"Heh, interesting. Your boyfriend just died, but you don’t seem very sad about it."
The man in the trench coat and mask stared at the woman with a probing, playful look that made her squirm uncomfortably.
Fortunately, the man didn’t press her further and changed the subject.
"Alright, let introduce myself. My na is Yang Hu, and I’m a senior script actor who has survived three missions.
You’ve all just witnessed what happened. You have now been chosen by the Blood Word Script to beco temporary script actors.
As for what the Blood Word Script is, you’ll get your answer after you survive this internship mission.
You only need to know one thing: it is an existence you cannot defy. Once you violate the rules it sets, you’ll end up just like him."
Yang Hu pointed to the unrecognizable puddle on the floor that used to be the man in the tank top.
Hearing this, the faces of the others grew even paler.
Seeing their reactions, he continued.
"If you want to live, your only option is to beco official script actors.
And to beco official script actors, you need to survive this internship mission.
The role you are currently playing is ’passenger.’ All you have to do is sit quietly in your seats until the bus reaches the final station.
During this ti, you cannot leave your seats, and you must not disturb the driver."
Yang Hu’s tone was flat.
"It’s that simple?"
The boy in the school uniform asked from nearby.
After all, as long as you didn’t leave your seat or run around, you wouldn’t die.
That didn’t seem all that difficult.
"Heh!"
In response,
Yang Hu just shook his head.
He didn’t say anything more.
Even an internship script wouldn’t be this simple.
Based on his understanding of the Blood Word Script, all sorts of problems were bound to arise later, forcing the passengers to leave their seats.
As for him, a senior actor appearing here, his mission was naturally different from theirs. All he needed to do was ensure at least two people survived to complete it.
With this in mind,
his eyes swept over the few people inside the bus.
Suddenly, his gaze shifted, as if he had noticed sothing.
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