Chapter 290: An Unexpected Incident

"Fortunately, the bus didn’t break down, otherwise it would be a pity!"

Bai Anhai ran to the driver’s seat to start the bus and found that the bus’s functions were still normal.

When Bai Xiqin threw the explosives, she was careful not to affect the bus, after all, it was Mr. Bai’s bus exchanged for decades of hard labor.

Must cherish it well!

"The outside of the bus is already a terrible sight!"

Liu Jing frowned at the position of the door, even though the door’s closure was good, a little bit of black ash still seeped in.

"No worries, we’ll change a tire, wash the bus, and it’ll look brand new!"

Bai Zhengxuan took out rubber gloves, ready for some chores.

Married for so many years, he’s well aware of this.

"Here, you folks snack on some seeds, we’ll clean up outside, no need for the ladies to alight!"

Bai Anhai laughed heartily, placed some sunflower seeds on the living room table, and tossed Bai Yifan’s bedsheet onto the sofa as a covering.

There were gaps in the windows, through which a lot of black dust drifted in.

Can’t let the ladies get their clothes dirty.

Bai Yifan glanced at the bedsheet without speaking.

You get used to it, just wash and reuse!

Bai Xiqin exchanged a glance with her mom and grandmother but didn’t sit on the couch to leisurely snack on seeds.

The bus was so filthy with dust; men shouldn’t do all the work!

Men take charge outside, women inside; they prepared to clean the bus’s interior.

Even if they preferred staying in the spacious space, the bus was their second home in the apocalypse, equally important.

The bus door slowly opened.

Bai Anhai led the men off the bus; once outside, they saw clearly the bus’s exterior.

The bus’s exterior was entirely covered with black ash.

This black ash wasn’t caused by fire but by black blood congealed on the bus, forming dusty ash.

Countless black bloody handprints spread on the bus surface, giving it a hellish vibe.

Bai Zhengxuan’s face twitched, without saying a word, a strong stream of water gushed from his fingertips, washing away the black ash.

The ash seemed stuck; only a strong water stream could barely clean it off.

Bai Anhai and Leng Yebai walked a few steps outside, probing the situation.

The ground was pitch-black with nothing on it.

Apart from black ash, even the zombie remnants couldn’t be spotted.

Leng Yebai half-squatted, his long, pale fingers rummaged through the ground’s ash.

Underneath the black ash lay a small piece of sugar paper.

The sugar paper was crumpled into a lump, indistinguishable without close examination.

"Is it sabotage?"

Bai Anhai frowned at the sugar paper in Leng Yebai’s hand.

Zombies don’t eat sugar; they lack taste.

A hint of harshness hung over Leng Yebai’s face; a faint chill rose from his body.

He didn’t care if humans controlled zombies or collaborated; he only cared about his family.

If anyone dares harm his family, he won’t spare any of them.

"Dad, Brother Leng, what are you doing?"

Bai Zhengxuan was still cleaning the bus; Bai Yifan, holding a cloth, couldn’t wipe directly, spotting Leng Yebai and Bai Anhai squatting.

Bored, Bai Yifan approached Leng Yebai and Bai Anhai.

Then squatted beside them, looking at the sugar paper in Leng Yebai’s hand.

"This sugar isn’t tasty." Bai Yifan glanced at the sugar paper’s brand, added, "Do zombies like this sugar brand? Too strange!"

Sticky and overly sweet.

Leng Yebai and Bai Anhai looked at Bai Yifan, like a foolish son of a landlord, and slightly shook their heads.

This kid’s intelligence, hopeless.

Leng Yebai tossed the sugar paper on the ground, stood up to continue patrolling around.

If those High Rank Zombies return, discovering them early means preparing early.

Despite having the space, caution is best; can’t always rely on it. If ill-intentioned people find out about the space, it might harm Xiao Niu.

Leng Yebai and the three detoured nearby, seeing nothing at all.

It seemed the opponent suffered heavy losses and thought they fled, hence retreated.

The three changed routes, heading back toward the bus.

This time, they took a broader path, covered with dust, barely distinguishing it as a road.

Crunch――

A slight mechanism sound reached Leng Yebai’s ears.

The sound originated from beneath Bai Anhai’s feet.

Bai Yifan and Bai Anhai didn’t hear it, continuing to lift their feet.

Just as Bai Anhai lifted his foot, the crunch sound repeated.

The mechanism pressing down, then springing back.

"Careful!"

Leng Yebai instinctively sensed danger, didn’t have time to think, lunged forward, powerful hands pushing Bai Anhai and Bai Yifan aside.

"Hmm!"

Leng Yebai’s suppressed grunt sounded, yet he fiercely pushed Bai Anhai and Bai Yifan, shielding them behind.

Bai Yifan and Bai Anhai didn’t know what happened, only felt Leng Yebai’s sudden shove, staggering sideways.

From Leng Yebai’s initial shove to hearing his grunt, less than two seconds passed.

Thud!

They tumbled heavily onto the ground.

"Brother Leng, what’s wrong?"

"Xiao Leng, are you alright!"

After Bai Anhai and Bai Yifan fell, they climbed up, reaching to help Leng Yebai.

Leng Yebai’s face slightly pale, slender fingers tugged his clothes, revealing a faint smile, "I’m fine, let’s head back!"

"Brother Leng, what happened to you just now?"

Bai Yifan looked down at the ground, spotting a wooden box, seemingly a mechanism.

"Nothing, just slipped accidentally earlier; you’re too heavy and squashed my arm, let’s go!" Leng Yebai said, "I’m a bit thirsty."

Bai Anhai glanced at the wooden box, considering it discarded trash, seeing Leng Yebai’s calm demeanor, said, "Xiao Fan needs to lose weight!"

Bai Yifan rubbed his head, something felt odd, seemingly he didn’t squash Brother Leng’s arm!

But Brother Leng mentioned thirst, so let’s head back!

Leng Yebai walked quickly ahead of Bai Anhai and Bai Yifan, not straying far enough for Bai Yifan to barely see his back.

Could neither look down nor look up.

Bai Yifan intended to say something but, observing Leng Yebai’s serious urgency, could only hasten in step.

Leng Yebai’s form slightly swayed, reminiscent of drunkenness.

The five-minute distance was run in less than half a minute by Leng Yebai.

At this point, Leng Yebai’s lips had already tinged purple.

"Xiao Leng, what’s wrong?"

Bai Anhai noticed Leng Yebai’s lips; startled, he gripped Leng Yebai’s arm, scrutinizing him for signs.

With force, Leng Yebai pushed Bai Anhai’s hand away, retreated nervously.

"Leave here now, take the car, don’t walk!"

Leng Yebai swiftly said, deeply glanced at the bus’s window, then turned to flee hastily.

"Xiao Leng, where are you going!"

Bai Anhai shouted, feeling a bad premonition.

Suddenly, Bai Yifan noticed Leng Yebai’s leg.

Behind the knee bend, something was wet and seemed to have something inserted.

Looking from afar, it seemed like a dark... finger.