This actor is full of tricks.

Where do you want to go?

The driver was sweating profusely, his neck taut, as if the slightest movement would cause the pencil sharpener held to his neck to cut him open.

"You know the way to the foggy area, right?"

Lin Jue squatted to the side, holding a pencil sharpener against the driver's neck.

"To the foggy area!?" The driver's eyes widened in disbelief. Feeling the pressure of the knife against his neck increase, he realized Lin Jue wasn't joking and immediately put on a mournful face: "No, you're serious?"

"Do you think I'm joking with you? These areas are not challenging at all. Only the most vicious creatures in the foggy areas can arouse my interest even a little bit."

I bother!

The driver's eyelids twitched violently. This guy was really arrogant, thinking that just because he had some strength, he dared to provoke such a vicious villain?

He certainly didn't dare say this out loud, but he didn't want to go to the foggy area, so he had to make up an excuse with a bitter face: "We don't have enough fuel. We're still a long way from the foggy area, and the car will stall before we get halfway there."

fuel?

Lin Jue glanced at the coin slot on the side, understood, and asked, "If I catch a ghost and put it in the coin slot, can it be used as fuel for the car?"

"Of course, that's fine. Wait, what are you going to do?" Halfway through his sentence, the driver noticed that the knife on his neck had loosened its grip. He turned around and saw Lin Jue walking into the carriage, grabbing a terrified passenger, and slitting the passenger's throat with a single stroke.

The driver's eyes widened, and the other passengers shivered, huddled in their seats.

They then understood the meaning of Lin Jue's words: he wanted them all to be used as fuel for the vehicle.

Lin Jue severed the strange arm with a single stroke and casually tossed it into the coin slot. His sharp teeth chewed the severed arm into minced meat. Lin Jue patted the coin slot and laughed, "Good boy. As long as you speed up, there will be plenty of fuel. But if you dare to turn off the engine, I'll just dismantle you."

As if it understood, the bus suddenly increased its speed considerably, and the legs that replaced the tires were practically smoking from exhaustion.

Lin Jue then looked at the driver: "And you, focus on driving, and I might spare your life. Otherwise, you'll be the next fuel. Even though there's no driver, I think many of the passengers on this bus know how to drive it, right?"

The driver turned pale, made a gurgling sound in his throat, and dared not speak again, concentrating on driving.

If you resist, you'll die right now; if you obey, you might survive. Anyone with a brain knows which choice to make.

"If we run out of fuel later, please help add some firewood."

Lin Jue released He Wen, handed the corpse in his hand to her, and then chose a seat in the last row to lie down and start sleeping. He hadn't slept for long before the female demon called him to steal the Nether Blood, and the high-intensity activity had made him feel sleepy.

Upon realizing He Wen's A-level strength, the atmosphere inside the carriage instantly plummeted to freezing point. All the ghosts dared not even breathe, fearing they might die inexplicably.

Eight hours later, Lin Jue stretched comfortably, turned his head to look at the carriage, and saw that more than half of the passengers had left. The remaining passengers were sitting in their seats with their heads in their hands, not daring to move.

It was getting dark outside the car window, and the resentment in the air was becoming increasingly intense, indicating that they were approaching a dense fog. "You've worked hard." Lin Jue wanted to pat He Wen's head, but then thought better of it and decided against it, instead simply pulling the disgruntled woman into his raincoat.

He walked to the driver's seat and looked ahead: "How much longer?"

"I don't know either. I've never been here before, but I feel like we're almost there." The driver was on the verge of tears, his body trembling uncontrollably.

The dense fog was a no-go zone for these supernatural beings; just getting close to it filled them with terror. What's more, there was a terrifying little girl in the carriage who killed a passenger every now and then to use as fuel. You can imagine how much psychological pressure the driver was under.

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's just a foggy area, how could it scare you like this?" Lin Jue patted the other person's shoulder and comforted him gently.

A mere area of ​​dense fog?
The driver was on the verge of collapse. As the car ventured deeper into the area, strange murmurs began to echo from all around. The faces of the passengers, including the driver, changed drastically, their resentment shooting wildly in all directions, and their bodies seemed to be on the verge of disintegration.

The car was shaking violently, as if it were traveling against a torrent, and its speed decreased sharply. Dense cracks appeared on the already twisted body.

"We really can't get any closer! If we do, both we and the car will break down!"

Black blood spurted from the driver's seven orifices as he endured immense pressure. Not only him, but the passengers in the carriage also let out various desperate screams, their resentment teetering on the edge of spiraling out of control.

Lin Jue stared at the increasingly dark fog outside the car, his eyes slightly narrowed, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Keep driving forward!"

"We can't get any closer! We can't get any closer! We can't get any closer!"

However, the driver seemed to have gone mad, screaming and repeating the same words over and over before his body suddenly exploded.

As if a signal had been triggered, the passengers in the carriage were also blown apart, and the carriage itself began to disintegrate. With a shrill scream, the entire bus exploded, and pieces of flesh mixed with metal sprayed in all directions.

Lin Jue stood on the ruins of the bus, his face solemn. Because of the presence of the Heart of the Underworld God, he did not feel any pressure, but his eyes saw the terrifying black mist that stretched from the sky to the ground in front of him.

The black mist was like a pitch-black curtain, obscuring everything and turning the surrounding fog into a deep black.

Without a doubt, that's the area of ​​dense fog!

This was Lin Jue's first time venturing into this forbidden zone of the world. After taking a deep breath, he stepped towards the black curtain.

The closer he got, the clearer the whispers around him became, as if countless wronged souls were whispering in his ear.

"Don't go any further. The most vicious creatures inside can see you through the gaps," the old director warned from his backpack. He had been to the foggy area before and knew how terrifying it was.

Lin Jue ignored the old director's words and continued to move faster and faster until he finally stopped in front of the black curtain.

An invisible force was blocking him from the outside; this must be the so-called power of the lock. He couldn't see the situation inside the dense fog area through the curtain, but he could clearly feel the eerie resentment, far exceeding that of an A-level being, seeping out bit by bit.

The sheer amount of resentment alone would be enough to drive an ordinary person mad within a second. (End of Chapter)