Rules of the Unusual: I am the Final Boss

As time passed, the atmosphere at the base gradually returned to normal.

Bai Xu reverted to his cold-faced captain persona, waking up on time every day, training on time, attending meetings on time, his brows furrowing slightly when handling documents, and his tone icy when reprimanding others. Only occasionally, when Shi Mo lazily passed by his office door, deliberately teasing Bai Xu with a few words, Bai Xu would instantly explode, grabbing the documents beside him and throwing them at him.

Shi Mo dodged to the side and chuckled softly.

"Captain, why are you so angry?" He leaned against the doorframe, looking at Bai Xu's flushed face. "Do you need me to help you cool down?"

Bai Xu grabbed another document: "Get out!"

Shi Mo smiled and left.

Hongyuan watched from the side and secretly sent a message to Youying: [He's back! He's back! That big boss Shimo who loves to bully the captain is back!]

Shadow replied: 【Mm.】

But Hong Yuan could sense that You Ying also breathed a sigh of relief.

Shi Mo has indeed returned.

It wasn't the kind of "return to the seventh sequence" that he used to have; it was a return to his entire state of being. He started lounging on the sofa smoking again, started looking at people with that playful gaze, and started speaking in that infuriating tone.

There was just one difference—he no longer concealed his "neutral" stance.

If a human candidate encounters danger and asks him for help, he will help if he's in a good mood, otherwise he'll ignore it. If a strange attack occurs on a human settlement, he'll observe if he finds it interesting, otherwise he'll simply leave.

People in the seventh sequence went from initial tension to getting used to it, and finally to accepting it with equanimity.

Anyway, that's just the kind of person Shi Mo is, and no one can change that, so we might as well let nature take its course.

That evening, Bai Xu and Shi Mo went out together, a rare occurrence.

Nothing special happened, except that Shi Mo said he was "bored" and wanted to go out for a walk. Bai Xu originally had a bunch of documents to deal with, but when he saw Shi Mo leaning against the door waiting for him, he finally put down his pen, changed his clothes, and went out with him.

The two wandered aimlessly through the streets. Shi Mo would occasionally stop to look at the roadside stalls, buy some snacks, and share half with Bai Xu. Bai Xu frowned as he took the snacks and ate them in small bites, while Shi Mo smiled beside him.

"Captain, you look like a hamster," he said.

Bai Xu glared at him: "You're the hamster."

By the time they wanted to go back, it was already past midnight.

The streets were deserted, the streetlights were dim, and the wind blew up a few fallen leaves. There were no taxis or ride-hailing services.

The two stood by the roadside. Bai Xu took out his phone to call a car, but the signal was very poor and it wouldn't load.

"Let's go back," he said.

Shi Mo glanced at the road in the distance: "It will take an hour to walk there."

"What should we do then?"

Shi Mo didn't speak; he looked up at the end of the road.

Car headlights appeared in the distance, getting closer and closer.

It's a bus.

The old-fashioned body, dark red paint, and an electronic screen on the front displaying "Last Bus No. 444".

The car stopped in front of them, and the door opened with a "whoosh".

The room was dark, with no lights on, and you could only see the outlines of a few passengers sitting motionless in their seats.

The driver sat in the driver's seat with his back to them, not even turning his head.

Bai Xu frowned.

He sensed something was wrong.

Shi Mo smiled.

"Die, die, die? Interesting." He said, then got into the car.

Bai Xu grabbed him: "Wait, something's wrong with this car."

"Of course something's wrong." Shi Mo turned to look at him. "This is a dungeon."

The words had barely left their lips when a cold notification sounded in their minds:

Welcome to the A-rank dungeon: Last Train No. 444.

[Rules read aloud:]

【1. Please do not make loud noises inside the vehicle.】

2. Please do not disturb other passengers.

3. Please do not request to get off at non-designated stops.

4. Please do not ask the driver for your destination.

[5. Please survive until the final stop.]

Have a pleasant journey.

After the rules were read out, the live stream signal was forcibly switched in.

The screen exploded with comments from viewers upon seeing the footage:

[The last train, number 444?!]

[That copy with a 100% mortality rate?!]

Everyone who went in before is dead! Not a single one came out alive!

This is a death zone in an A-rank dungeon!

[How did Shi Mo and Team White end up in this dungeon?!]

Bai Xu's expression changed.

He had heard of this copy.

It was a Level A competition, but with a 100% mortality rate. Not a single participant who went in came out alive. The cause of death was unknown, the manner of death was unclear, and even their bodies were never found.

Strangely, this dungeon is only A-level, but its difficulty is ridiculously high, so high that even S-level candidates dare not attempt it lightly.

Shi Mo acted as if nothing had happened, pulling Bai Xu to find a seat by the window.

"Since we're here, we might as well make the best of it," he said.

Bai Xu sat down, clenching his hands at his sides, his nails digging into his palms.

The car started moving.

It was very smooth; I could barely feel any bumps. The scenery outside the window rushed past, and the streetlights formed a blurry band of light.

The carriage was quiet, with only the low rumble of the engine.

The other passengers all had their heads down or were leaning back in their seats, as if they were asleep, or as if they were... dead.

Bai Xu turned to look at Shi Mo.

Shi Mo leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, as if he were really going to sleep.

"Shi Mo," Bai Xu called him softly.

Shi Mo didn't open his eyes: "Hmm?"

"This instance... is very dangerous."

"Know."

"Then we..."

"Don't talk," Shi Mo interrupted him, her voice very soft. "Rule number one: please do not make loud noises in the car."

Bai Xu choked.

He looked towards the front of the carriage.

The driver was still driving, his back ramrod straight, his head motionless, like a statue.

The other passengers remained motionless.

A strange smell filled the air, like rust, or... the smell of blood.

Bai Xu's palms began to sweat.

Shi Mo suddenly reached out and grasped his hand.

My fingers were cold, but steady.

Bai Xu paused for a moment, then turned to look at him.

Shi Mo kept his eyes closed, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

"Don't be afraid," he whispered. "I'm here."

Bai Xu's heart skipped a beat.

He gripped Shi Mo's hand tightly in return and nodded.

The car continued driving forward.

The scenery outside the window became increasingly desolate, changing from city streets to suburban farmland, and then to a pitch-black wilderness.

The streetlights disappeared, leaving only the car headlights illuminating a small section of the road ahead.

Something was wriggling in the darkness.

Bai Xu saw it.

He gripped Shi Mo's hand tightly, his voice low: "There's... something outside."

Shi Mo finally opened his eyes and looked out the window.

In the darkness, countless eyes were twinkling.

Red, green, yellow, densely packed, like a sea of ​​stars, but radiating an eerie, ominous light.

They stared at the bus, followed it, and moved in the darkness.

Shi Mo smiled.

"Interesting," he said again.

Then he closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair.

"Go to sleep," he said. "It's still early."

Bai Xu looked at him, then at the eyes outside the window.

His heart was racing, but Shi Mo's hands were steady.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

The car continued driving forward.

Heading towards an unknown destination.