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

But they forgot that there are many gophers, and they move extremely fast, targeting the most vulnerable parts of a person's body.

Ankles, wrists, necks—a single bite would leave a bloody gash, causing excruciating pain.

The melee didn't last long before an unexpected event occurred.

One of the younger members of the group, who had already been bitten in several places, bled more and more, his face turned as white as paper, his steps became unsteady and he could barely stand, and his movements became slower and slower.

He tried to dodge, but as soon as he stepped back, four or five ground squirrels pounced on him, pinning him to the ground and tearing at him relentlessly.

He let out a short scream, his body twitched a few times, and then he stopped moving. He was attacked and bitten to death by the swarm of ground squirrels and fell into a cloud of dust.

This scene terrified the remaining people. Zhang Zhijian's arrogance vanished instantly, replaced by intense panic.

He looked down at the still-bleeding wound on his ankle, then at the groundhog that was still lunging at him fiercely, and he knew exactly what was going on.

If this fight continues, he'll eventually end up like his underling.

Zhang Zhijian glanced at Chen Qing and the others' bus not far away, and only one thought remained in his mind.

Get inside the car; only inside the car is it safe.

Zhang Zhijian completely panicked and yelled at his remaining henchmen, "Hold them off! Stop these guys!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and ran, his gigantic arms swinging rapidly as he sprinted towards the BabyBus, desperate to escape the mole's encirclement.

His henchmen, who were left to cover the rear, were terrified, but they had no choice but to grit their teeth and fight back with their weapons.

But within seconds, they were completely overwhelmed by the swarm of ground squirrels, and screams of agony rang out incessantly.

Everyone inside the BabyBus had a clear view of the outside world.

Yan Xia was still a little scared: "Although these groundhogs are weak, their numbers are too great. Luckily, we had Chen Qing's warning, otherwise, we would have ended up like them."

Han Qingxue watched Zhang Zhijian run over: "That person is coming."

Chen Qing: "Don't be afraid, I'll use my skills to bind him."

When Zhang Zhijian was only ten meters away from the bus, Chen Qing immediately activated his skill, "Blue Silver Entanglement!"

The next second, the soil beneath Zhang Zhijian's feet exploded with a loud bang.

Several sturdy, luminous blue vines suddenly shot out from the ground, as if they had eyes, and instantly wrapped around his legs and knees.

Then, the coils wrapped around his waist, arms, and even his enormous arm were tightly bound.

The vines tightened more and more, becoming as hard as steel, making it impossible to break free.

He looked down and found that he was bound tightly by blue vines and could not move.

Zhang Zhijian was completely dumbfounded; where did these vines come from?

The vines were so tight they were making his bones ache.

He twisted and turned his body desperately, kicking his legs and pulling hard, but the vines not only did not loosen, but tightened even more, embedding themselves deep into his flesh, causing him to sweat profusely from the pain.

Before he could figure out what the vines were, the ground squirrels that had been thrown off behind him pounced on him like madmen.

Of the ten groundhogs, all but the two that had been killed surrounded him.

With red eyes and sharp teeth, it bit him hard on his legs, feet, arms, and shoulders without saying a word.

"Ouch! It hurts so much! Get away! All of you get away from me!"

Zhang Zhijian let out a heart-wrenching scream, his voice distorted.

He wanted to kick and wave his hands, but his whole body was tightly bound by the blue silver vines, and he could hardly move even a finger. He could only watch helplessly as the groundhog tore his flesh apart piece by piece.

Fresh blood gushed out of the wound, quickly soaking through his clothes and dripping down his trouser legs, spreading a large dark bloodstain in the mud beneath his feet.

Within minutes, he was covered in blood, his hair and clothes were soaked and stuck to his body, looking both disheveled and terrifying.

The intense pain and strong will to live nearly drove him to the brink of collapse. He looked at the faces inside the baby bus, his eyes filled with pleading.

He screamed desperately, "Help me! Please, please save me! I don't want to die!"

"If you're willing to save me, I'll give you all my supplies, food, water, and weapons!"

He shouted until he was hoarse, over and over again, his voice growing weaker and weaker, but every word was filled with despair.

The students on BabyBus were quite alarmed when they saw this.

Some people instinctively gripped their weapons tighter, while others turned their faces away, unable to look any longer, but no one dared to plead for mercy.

They all remembered how fierce Zhang Zhijian's eyes were when he led his men over, shouting that he wanted to steal the car and hurt people, leaving no way out.

Chen Qing's eyes were icy cold, showing not a trace of sympathy.

He glanced out the window at Zhang Zhijian, who was bound to the spot and being frantically torn apart by groundhogs, and gave a soft, cold laugh.

"Save you? Do you think that's possible?"

"When you and your men charged at us with sticks and knives, did you ever think about letting us go?"

"You tried to steal our car and kill us, and now that you're desperate, you come begging us for help? Do you think you can get something for nothing?"

"As for the supplies you mentioned, you don't need to give them to us. Once you die, everything you have on you will naturally be ours, and we won't take a single penny less."

These words clearly reached Zhang Zhijian's ears, instantly shattering his last glimmer of hope.

He then fully realized that from the moment he was blinded by greed and got out of the car with his underlings, he had already fallen into Chen Qing's trap.

The groundhog was the ambush, the vines were the backup plan; from beginning to end, he was merely prey in the eyes of others.

The best evidence of all this is that their bus is parked here perfectly intact.

Those groundhogs, and that bat monster, only attacked them.

Zhang Zhijian was in pain and filled with hatred. He was so angry that he trembled all over, his teeth were grinding, and his eyes were bloodshot. He wished he could rush up and tear Chen Qing to pieces.

He wanted to curse and swear at everyone in the car, but the excruciating pain kept coming, preventing him from uttering a complete sentence. He could only let out intermittent roars and groans.

The groundhogs' bites grew more and more ferocious and numerous, leaving him with more and more wounds, causing him to bleed faster and faster, and gradually draining him of his strength.

His struggles grew weaker and weaker, his shouts grew fainter and fainter, his head slowly drooped, his body went limp uncontrollably, and in the end he couldn't even groan anymore.

Not long after, Zhang Zhijian became completely still, bound motionless by the vines, and was eventually killed by the swarm of ground squirrels that surrounded him.

All that remained were the soft munching sounds of ground squirrels gnawing and the faint smell of blood in the air.

The baby bus was quiet. Everyone was looking out the window at what was happening, feeling both scared and relieved.

After Zhang Zhijian died, a golden treasure chest appeared next to him.

Chen Qing asked doubtfully, "Do treasure chests drop after someone dies?"

"Then why didn't Liu Man and the others drop anything when they died?"

Chen Qing seemed to have a sudden realization: "Could it be that this person has a talent, which is why the treasure chest dropped?"