Survival on the bus in class, I'm the only boy in the whole class.

These words were like a fire, igniting the ugliest greed in the hearts of these people.

Fear remains, but desire is even stronger.

To live is to enjoy life.

This is the truest human nature in the apocalypse.

A bald, burly man swallowed hard, gripped the iron bar hidden at his waist, and said greedily, "Brother Zhang, I'll do this for you. Let's take the car, and those women should be given a taste by the brothers!"

Another tall, thin man, his eyes also reddening, pulled a sharpened dagger from his system backpack: "Damn it, let's do it! Staying here is the same as dying anyway. Let's rush over, steal the car, and rescue the people. Maybe we can survive!"

"I'm going too!"

Count me in!

One sound after another rang out, and five burly men stepped forward one after another, their eyes no longer filled with fear, but only with violence and greed.

They were not kind people in normal times, and in the apocalypse they committed all sorts of evil deeds, such as burning, killing, looting and arson. Now that they had a legitimate reason to commit violence, it excited them more than anything else.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhijian looked up and let out a sinister laugh, then ripped open the car door with his massive arm.

He was the first to step onto the ground.

The moment my foot touched the ground, a faint tremor came from beneath it, and rustling sounds emerged from the cracks.

creak creak-

Upon sensing that living people had landed, the ten ground squirrels immediately began to stir wildly in the soil, rapidly approaching the group.

But Zhang Zhijian and his group were completely unaware of it.

Inside the baby bus, Yan Xia clung to the window, her fingertips gripping the glass, her gaze fixed on the figure running towards them in the distance.

"Chen Qing, they've gotten off the bus and are running this way."

Chen Qing nodded. "Don't be afraid. They've gone down to the ground now, and the groundhogs will help us."

"But just in case, everyone take out your weapons and be prepared."

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of soft noises rang out in the carriage.

Students with weapons took them out of their system backpacks and prepared.

Things like axes and steel pipes.

Not far away, Zhang Zhijian came running quickly with four or five burly men, their steps heavy and their expressions fierce.

Zhang Zhijian, the leader, had a furrowed brow and a downturned mouth, his fierce aura undisguised.

The distance between the two sides quickly shortened to less than fifty meters.

The wind rustled through the withered grass.

Rumble rumble—

Just then, a slight tremor came from the ground beneath their feet.

It wasn't a violent shaking, but a continuous, low-frequency vibration that came from deep underground, like something moving beneath the soil.

The henchman on the outermost edge paused, instinctively stopping, his face full of confusion: "What's going on? I feel like there was an earthquake?"

The other person also stopped, looking down at the cracked earth beneath their feet, their brow furrowed: "I felt it too, the ground is shaking."

Zhang Zhijian waved his hand impatiently, without stopping: "Stop being paranoid, hurry up and take care of the people in the car first."

Rumble rumble—

The soil beneath my feet began to bulge slightly, and small clods of earth slid down the cracks. I could faintly hear a soft, cracking sound, like claws digging in the soil, coming from beneath the soil.

The sound penetrated clearly into everyone's ears.

The henchmen's expressions changed, and they subconsciously took a half step back, their eyes scanning their surroundings warily.

The sounds grew clearer and closer, as if something was silently watching the people on the ground through a thin layer of soil.

Inside the baby bus, Chen Qing looked up at the shaking ground outside the window. "The groundhogs are coming up."

The people in the carriage held their breath, gripped their weapons tightly, and stared at the undulating expanse of mud, barely daring to breathe too heavily.

boom--!

The next second, the soil at Zhang Zhijian's feet suddenly exploded, splashing wet, black clods of earth, and a round-headed, light brown ground squirrel emerged.

It has small ears, bright black eyes, and short, stout limbs. Standing on the mound, it looks harmless and even a bit clumsy and cute.

Zhang Zhijian was taken aback at first, but after realizing it was just a small ground squirrel, his tense body instantly relaxed, and he chuckled.

"A rat? I thought it was some kind of monster, but it's just this."

He raised his foot and stomped on the groundhog's head, the leather shoe slamming down with brute force, showing no mercy.

The groundhog that was stepped on instantly changed its appearance.

Its once docile fur stood on end, its round eyes flashed with a ferocious red light, its mouth split open to reveal two rows of fine, sharp fangs, and it emitted a short, piercing hiss.

It suddenly struggled, breaking free from the sole of the shoe, its cuteness vanished, leaving only a wild and ferocious aura.

Before Zhang Zhijian could react, the ground around him began to crack and break open one after another.

Puff puff--

Each sound was accompanied by the soft rustling of loosened soil, as one after another, ground squirrels darted out from the ground, their movements swift and their eyes fierce.

In a short while, ten ground squirrels formed a tight circle, trapping Zhang Zhijian and his five men in the center without leaving any gaps.

Ten ground squirrels slowly approached in a fan shape. One of them suddenly darted in front of Zhang Zhijian, and before he could raise his foot to block, its sharp teeth had already bitten into the inside of his ankle.

His skin and flesh were torn apart instantly, and blood gushed out from between his teeth, flowing down his trouser leg and dripping onto the soil, leaving dark marks.

The intense pain made Zhang Zhijian's body stiffen, and then a surge of anger rushed to his head, causing him to grimace and cry out in pain.

"court death!"

Zhang Zhijian was completely enraged, and the veins on his face bulged.

The A-level talent, Regional Giantification, has been activated.

His right arm swelled up at a visible speed, with muscles bulging and veins taut, making his arm more than a full circle thicker.

The skin was stretched until it shone, and the originally ordinary arm instantly transformed into a giant arm full of explosive power.

He swung his enormous right arm violently, with the force of a whirlwind, and slammed it down on the gopher that was biting his ankle.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding ground squirrels all hissed and pounced, some biting the calves, some scratching the arms, and some lunging straight at the face.

Zhang Zhijian swung his arm, his massive arm slamming into the ground, sending dirt flying. Two ground squirrels were swept away, rolling several times on the ground, but immediately got up and pounced again.

His henchmen were also caught in the melee, some swinging their fists, others pulling out their short sticks, but they couldn't keep up with the mole's speed at all.

Several bite marks and scratches quickly appeared on its body, and screams of pain rang out one after another.

These gophers are actually quite weak when fighting alone; their teeth and claws can only cause superficial wounds and cannot withstand heavy blows.

Zhang Zhijian relied on his A-level talent, Regional Giant Growth. His swollen arm was hard and powerful, and a single punch could send a groundhog flying.

With several henchmen wielding iron bars and short knives, they suddenly gained the upper hand.

Before long, two ground squirrels were beaten to death. They lay limp on the ground, motionless, their brown fur covered in dirt and pale red blood.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhijian became even more arrogant, swinging his giant arm and sweeping it around continuously while cursing, thinking he could quickly get rid of all these groundhogs.

"Damn it, a bunch of stinking rats, they ruined my big plan!"