1: The whole class of girls wants to expel me? First, let's see if the monster agrees!

[Brain storage area, loli storage area, beauty storage area, black silk and white silk storage area. Wishing everyone reading this book a red envelope from the sky and a gold pull in one go!]

[The recommendations have started. I beg all my foster fathers to follow, read, and hit the reminder button o(╥﹏╥)o. Words cannot express my gratitude.]

[I'm very open to advice. If you have any suggestions, please say them, and I'll definitely change! A thousand people have already added this to their bookshelves. Can a thousand brothers let me see your power? Let's get those reminders up, okay? o(╥﹏╥)o]

...Su Chen snapped his eyes open. The sound of an engine was in his ears, and his fingertips touched the cold floor of a vehicle.

"What the hell? Where the hell did I end up?!"

"Wasn't I just in class?!"

He propped himself up and was shocked to find he was curled up in a narrow gap in the last row of a bus.

He looked up and saw thirty girls from his class huddled together in the front half of the bus like frightened chicks.

And he, Su Chen, the only boy in Class 1, Senior Grade 3, was separated in the back row by a low wall built of backpacks.

Zzzt— Zzzt—

A sharp burst of static suddenly came from the old radio at the front of the bus, followed by a mechanical, emotionless female voice.

[Welcome aboard the survival bus]

[Due to spatial collapse, Class 1, Senior Grade 3 has suffered special casualties. Current survivors: thirty-one.]

[Please note, the highway is the only way to survive. Collecting roadside treasure chests is the prerequisite for staying alive.]

[In one month, any bus that fails to upgrade to an Intermediate Mobile Fortress will be automatically erased. Good luck to everyone.]

"What the hell?! Automatically erased if we don't meet the standard in a month?"

Su Chen's heart skipped a beat.

Wasn't the power of these rules a bit too overbearing?

Although nothing had happened yet, a sudden sense of crisis instantly occupied the minds of everyone on the bus.

Su Chen narrowed his eyes and looked out the window.

The familiar campus streets had long since disappeared, replaced by a dark red wasteland.

There were even a few tentacles faintly visible in the distant mist, and the air was thick with a fishy, foul smell.

As a "successor of ancient martial arts" who had been trained by his grandfather in close-quarters combat and internal Qi since childhood, Su Chen's perception of danger far exceeded that of ordinary people.

He could feel that the things in the thick fog seemed to be staring greedily at this iron shell.

The sense of crisis grew even stronger!

Unfortunately, his skills didn't earn him respect in civilized society; they only earned him a disciplinary notice.

Before the apocalypse arrived, he had just stood up for a bullied underclassman and sent several street thugs to the hospital. The whole class looked at him as if he were a powder keg that could explode at any moment.

"Su Chen, did you hear what was just said?"

A cold voice interrupted Su Chen's thoughts.

It was the class monitor, Zhao Wanting, who stepped forward.

She wore a dark gray sports jacket, showing the efficiency cultivated in a military-political family.

She held a stack of papers torn from a notebook, as if reading a judgment.

"Given that there is only half a bottle of fresh water left and the environment is extremely dangerous..."

"By the unanimous decision of the 'Autonomous Committee,' to ensure resources are prioritized for more valuable people, we will implement 'de-masculinization management'."

"From now on, Su Chen, you are not allowed near the drinking area at the front of the bus, and you are not allowed to participate in the first round of resource distribution!"

Zhao Wanting pushed up her black-rimmed glasses. A flash of light reflected off the lenses, like a blade sweeping across Su Chen's face.

The gaze she directed at Su Chen was filled with cold hostility.

de-masculinization management?

Impressive. Survival hasn't even started, and they're already playing office politics?

Su Chen sneered in his heart.

This woman is truly foolish!

He curled his lips in disdain and didn't argue, simply stretching his limbs.

In this sudden apocalypse, he had no intention of wasting his breath arguing with her.

That would just be a waste of saliva.

Twilight suddenly arrived at some point, and the dark red sky seemed to be oozing blood.

This driverless bus slowly pulled up next to an abandoned gas station.

The air here was filled with a nauseating, viscous sensation.

Bang!

Suddenly, a loud bang broke the silence in the bus.

The entire vehicle began to shake violently.

It was as if something terrifying had suddenly landed on the roof!

Crack! Crack!

The window glass on the right side shattered without warning.

The next moment, a huge tentacle covered in brown eyeballs and constantly oozing thick green liquid burst in.

"Ah!"

Screams instantly tore through the fragile order.

The life affairs monitor was clutching that last half-bottle of mineral water while trying to hide.

In her panic, her foot slipped, and the water bottle flew out of her hand, drawing an arc in the air and happening to fly toward Su Chen in the back row.

Sitting nearby was the campus belle, Lin Mengyao.

She had twin tails and was wearing a red shirt with a black JK leather miniskirt that perfectly outlined her waist.

Below, she wore a pair of black thigh-high socks and leather shoes, adding a touch of seductive beauty to her fair legs.

She instinctively tried to grab the water bottle, but due to her physical weakness, she stumbled and fell directly toward the back row.

The sudden change happened too fast.

"Not good."

Seeing the water bottle flying toward him, Su Chen subconsciously reached out to catch it and, in the process, caught the falling Lin Mengyao.

In that instant, time seemed to stand still.

Su Chen immediately felt an unprecedented, violent heat rise from his dantian, rushing up his spine to his head.

That feeling wasn't like internal Qi, but like magma that had been built up for ten thousand years finally finding a volcanic vent.

Lin Mengyao's delicate body shuddered, and a faint golden light erupted from where their skin touched.

[Ding! Extreme Yin Qi detected. Extreme Yang Sacred Body successfully awakened!]

Su Chen felt his palm grow heavy.

In his previously empty hand, a bottle of cold, pure mineral water had appeared out of thin air!

And the strength in his body was exploding exponentially.

"Get lost!"

A sharp light flashed in Su Chen's eyes. While pushing Lin Mengyao away, he used his momentum to spring up like a hunting leopard.

He lowered his waist and locked his hips, his muscles twisting together like steel wires, his spine emitting a series of dense bone-cracking sounds.

Inch Power, Burst!

His fist accurately struck the center of the tentacle's compound eyes.

Pfft!

Accompanied by a piercing shriek, the tentacle that was strong enough to overturn a car was actually shattered by Su Chen's punch.

Foul-smelling flesh exploded into countless pieces.

The bus instantly fell into a deathly silence.

Zhao Wanting froze in place, still in the posture of reading the covenant.

Su Chen slowly withdrew his fist and casually unscrewed the bottle of mineral water that had appeared out of thin air.

In front of all the girls in the class, he took a large gulp as if no one else were there.

He wiped the water from the corner of his mouth, his gaze sweeping like a knife across the faces that had once been full of contempt.

"Now."

Su Chen's voice wasn't loud, but it echoed in the cramped bus.

"Who still thinks I'm a redundant consumable?"

Lin Mengyao sat slumped on the floor, staring blankly at Su Chen.

She could feel it—the moment Su Chen had held her.

An unprecedented warm current had flowed along her spine and into her limbs.

Her body, which had been exhausted from thirst, was now full of vitality.

Night completely shrouded the wasteland, and roars rose and fell in the distance. The atmosphere inside the bus was suppressed to the extreme.

In this suffocating silence, Lin Mengyao bit her lip, seemingly struggling with something.

Then, under everyone's gaze, she slowly stood up and walked step by step toward the back row compartment that had been designated as a "forbidden zone."