The grinding wheels passed close to Shen Jie’s eyelashes.
The system even suspected that Shen Jie’s long eyelashes were cut by about 0.01mm. And this person! When the saw blade was about to pierce his pupil, he didn’t even blink!
[…Host, this isn’t fun, can we not play next time?] The system’s voice trembled weakly.
Shen Jie: “Ah. I was just startled just now, didn’t react in time.”
Who would believe that! Just a few seconds ago they were still chatting!
Beside him, Chen Shushu was genuinely shaken. When the inspector passed by just now, Shen Jie barely even lowered his head… At that distance, he thought Shen Jie was about to have his blood splattered three feet away; it was really just that close—
“Brother, are you okay?”
As he spoke, Chen Shushu felt his heart couldn’t take it and took out a pill from his pillbox, swallowing it.
“I’m fine.” Shen Jie turned to look at him, then suddenly said, “Is the medicine tasty?”
Chen Shushu was somewhat surprised that Shen Jie responded to him. He puckered his lips and smiled, “It’s strawberry-flavored, not too sweet, tasty.”
Shen Jie replied, “Even if it’s tasty, don’t eat too much. Be careful of cavities.”
Chen Shushu wanted to explain that it was a sugar-free version and wouldn’t cause cavities, but he saw Shen Jie had already turned his head back, tapped his earphones, closed his eyes, and started listening to music again.
Strange. He thought.
The senior from the research institute he met today had a unique aura and seemed to handle things differently.
Although he had heard that there were many oddballs in the research institute, there probably weren’t many who would still wear headphones and listen to music in the perilous mist.
The big brother should be a quiet and reserved person, calm and composed. He thought. Shen Jie probably liked classical music? Or lyrical songs…
The phone Shen Jie held in his hand was on, which made Chen Shushu a bit curious, so he quickly glanced at it—
The virtual record was scrolling on the music player, playing the popular pre-apocalyptic song “The Most Dazzling XX Style.” The lyrics on the screen happened to reach the chorus: “You are the most beautiful cloud in my heart ~ Pouring wine to make you stay ~”
Chen Shushu accidentally sang along with the chorus.
Everyone who had just survived the ordeal with the inspector looked at him in unison.
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“For the rules regarding the boss, do you have any thoughts?” The glasses man looked at Chen Shushu and asked directly.
Chen Shushu scratched his head, “Um, the rules about the boss seem a bit extensive.”
Indeed, they were quite extensive.
The fourth, fifth, and sixth rules—all three were related to the boss, occupying nearly half of the rules.
“Is it possible that the ‘boss’ is the host of this mist?” The glasses man proposed a guess.
Chen Shushu nodded thoughtfully, rubbing his chin. “Very likely.”
The host of the mist, the core of the mist calamity. The mist descended upon the world through selected hosts.
To completely dispel the mist, it was not enough to just kill the anomalies within the mist. Only by precisely killing the “host” could the mist dissipate.
[According to the data collected so far, the probability of the ‘boss’ being the host of the mist is only 13%,] the system suddenly spoke.
“Oh?” Shen Jie responded.
[Those two kids are still inexperienced. Although the content of the rules appears to be extensive, it only suggests that they are one of the organisms infected most quickly, even before the rules for the host were established. Although it cannot be ruled out that they are hosts themselves, in most cases, hosts of the ‘Rule’ category prefer to remain hidden behind the scenes,] the system said.
“If the ‘boss’ is the host of the mist,” the glasses man continued to analyze, “then as long as we can eliminate the ‘boss,’ we can immediately leave the mist.”
“But the problem is, even if it’s an alien from Rank Nine, it’s not something ordinary people can deal with,” the white-collar lady countered sensibly. “I think it’s best to wait for external rescue while following the rules. According to the rules, the boss will conduct random checks, and since it’s random, there’s no guarantee that our carriage will be checked. Even if it is, according to the rule prompts, as long as we promptly offer the boss a cigarette and obey their orders, we won’t violate the rules, and we can still stay safe.”
“No, there’s too much uncertainty in these rules, accidents are too likely. It’s necessary to devise two sets of plans,” the glasses man insisted. Just now, the first two rules almost caused them big trouble, let alone having the additional three rules from the ‘boss.’
He was just an ordinary person, unable to protect everyone completely, but if possible, he didn’t want to watch his companions in the same carriage become corpses.
Finding the mist host, delivering a decisive blow, this was the simplest and most efficient response method, that was how the Ability Cleaning Team dealt with the mist. Although for ordinary people, this method was too dangerous… but regardless, preparations must be made.
“Alright, let’s start planning Plan A first. Do any of you have cigarettes and lighters?” the glasses man asked the people sitting around.
The woman next to him spoke first, “No, I don’t smoke.”
“No.”
“Smoking is prohibited at the company.”
“School doesn’t allow it.”
Everyone chimed in with their responses.
The more the glasses man listened, the heavier his expression became. In this large carriage with over twenty people, not a single one had cigarettes?
“I do.” Suddenly, the man with the briefcase spoke up, reaching into his bag and pulling out a crumpled pack of cigarettes, looking somewhat embarrassed. “There are only three left. I also have a lighter, but it’s not very reliable, I need to flick it a few times.”
“Okay, so if the boss randomly calls out someone later and asks for a cigarette, I’ll rely on you to throw the cigarettes and lighter over.” The glasses man said.
“But…” The man who stayed up late hesitated.
The glasses man understood his hesitation and quickly added, “One cigarette is enough for a while, and the boss shouldn’t stay in the carriage for too long. If something goes wrong, we’ll execute Plan B.”
Plan B was to kill the boss.
The glasses man had already planned out the strategy, but it required everyone’s cooperation.
He explained the plan to everyone, and they all seemed hesitant.
“In reality, sometimes we don’t have a choice.” The glasses man said, “Take Rule Five, for example: ‘The boss doesn’t like disobedient employees. If the boss makes a request, it must be followed no matter what.’ If the boss asked you to twist your neck 360 degrees, would you do it?”
Some people were persuaded.
But others whispered softly, “If there’s an accident, not acting might save a few lives, while acting might end them all. And not everyone will be chosen by the boss anyway.”
“So, you just want to stand by and watch?” The glasses man shook his head. “That’s too naive. Do you think the mist is really playing games with us? ‘Infection,’ ‘spread,’ ‘devouring’—that’s the mist’s ultimate goal. The mist host will try every means to make everyone violate the rules in the end. No one can remain unscathed.”
He said earnestly and sincerely, “In the apocalypse, what constantly protects us isn’t anything else but the weapons we hold tightly in our hands.”
Shen Jie opened his eyes.
[Um… Host?] The system was deeply immersed in the irresistible melody of ‘The Most Dazzling XX Style.’
Shen Jie: “It’s nothing.”
He just heard some familiar words.
Many years ago, someone had said similar things to him.
As that person spoke, they used their aged but steady hand to stroke his head.
“Xiao Jie, in the apocalypse, what we can rely on is never others, but only the knives in our own hands.”
“Even ordinary people can possess the power to resist the aliens.”
“Come on, draw your blade!”
He flexed his fingers slightly, which were tucked into the coat pocket.
Hmm hmm hmm, hmm hmm hmm…
Suddenly, eerie sounds came from afar.
The people who were discussing became silent in an instant.
Just then, a dark figure strolled slowly from afar.
It was the boss.
The boss was a pig.
To call it a pig might not be entirely accurate; it still maintained a humanoid form, standing over two meters tall, with a pig’s head on a human body, broad-shouldered and stout. It wore a dangling gold chain around its neck, had sunglasses on its face, and its hands were tucked into its pockets as it swaggered over.
Because its belly was too big, it pushed up the brown checkered suit jacket, bouncing up and down, hardly any different from a pig.
This appearance was hard not to laugh at.
But the expressions on everyone’s faces were very tense.
After all, Rule Number Three stated, “We are professionally trained employees and will not laugh out loud no matter how funny the boss is.”
However, at that moment, the boss suddenly tripped over its own feet, and the whole pig fell to the ground. Its round belly bounced forward like a ball, bouncing three times until it finally stopped at the feet of the crowd.
Lying on the ground, the boss’s buttocks had a curly pink tail poking out from the belt, playfully greeting the people in the carriage.
Lmao
Thanks for the update
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Ngl I´d laugh if i was there. I really don´t know how they held it in😂😂
lmfao, it depends if the boss is a really cartoonis pig… if he was a real pig but with human physics… peppa pig irl 🤡
Thank you for the chapter <3
My dead @ss wouldn’t survive a min without laughing after seeing him xD
rip to everyone who laugh when panicked or nervous like me 😭
I really wanna know our host’s mysterious identity!
I’ll be dead first because really from the moment I see his face I’ll laugh
I would be too terrified in a deadly situation like this to even look at the Boss, tbh. This mist is basically a horror show for common people.