Survival in the Class: I'm the Only Boy on the Bus

The frosted glass in the shower room was covered in water vapor.

The Lan twins have ridiculously thin waists, yet their private parts are round and perky.

Hot water flowed down his back, which was so sensitive that it would be a shame not to get cupping done.

Lan Xingyao extended her index finger and poked Lan Xingwan's lower back.

Lan Xingwan was enjoying the hot water with her head tilted back when she was poked and jolted, her back gently bumping against the frosted glass.

Two shallow wet marks were left on the glass.

Her ears turned bright red with embarrassment, and she reached out to slap her sister's hand.

"Sis! Stop fooling around, there are other girls waiting to take a shower outside!"

Lan Xingyao giggled, deliberately drawing a circle next to the two wet stains with her fingertip:

"Sis, look at this mark, doesn't it look like...?"

Her fingers traced two circles on the fogged glass.

Then he wrote two words on each of the two wet stains:

Jiang Chen

The two characters were crooked and twisted, with water droplets dripping down the strokes.

It's just two words, but for some reason, it gives off a very erotic vibe.

Lan Xingwan's face instantly turned red.

She lifted her jade-like foot, which was resting on the tile, and gently kicked Lan Xingyao's instep.

The wet toes had just left the ground, leaving a clear footprint on the tile.

Lan Xingwan was so shy that her voice trembled with tears.

"Sis! Why did you write the sports committee member's name?!"

"Wipe it off quickly! What if someone sees it!"

"Okay, okay, I'll wipe it, I'll wipe it." Lan Xingyao smiled and wiped away the two words, leaving only a blurry water mark on the glass.

She turned her head to look at her sister's face, which was almost bleeding, a smirk playing on her lips, and leaned close to Lan Xingwan's ear:

"They say no, but who knows what they're really thinking."

"Who was hiding in the bathroom, calling out the sports committee member's name?"

"Sis!" Lan Xingwan grabbed her older sister's soft flesh at the waist and pinched it.

Lan Xingyao winced in pain, but laughed even harder.

Just then, there were two knocks on the glass door.

Tang Yan's voice came from outside:

"Xingyao and Xingwan, are you done washing up? Nuonuo is so sleepy she's yawning!"

"Almost there, almost there!" Lan Xingyao responded, winking at her younger sister.

Lan Xingwan lowered her head, her cheeks still burning hot.

She continued washing her body with hot water, but Jiang Chen's image kept uncontrollably appearing in her mind.

My heart skipped a few beats.

The second shower room on the right.

Wu Maiduo tilted her head back, letting the hot water wash over her face.

Her short, jet-black hair was swept back, revealing her smooth forehead and round, baby-faced features.

Water droplets trickled down her slender neck, slid over her collarbone, and flowed into...

She looked down at her knees.

There used to be a cut there, but now there isn't even a scar left.

It feels warm and cozy when you press your soft, white hands against it.

She remembered the way Jiang Chen shoved the A-level talent upgrade book into her hands.

As an orphan, she had never been treated so kindly by anyone except her grandmother and Teacher Fang.

Wu Maiduo's lips unconsciously curled upwards as she murmured softly:

"Jiang Chen... thank you."

She made a silent vow to survive and become stronger so that she could share more of Jiang Chen's burden.

The third room on the right.

Sakura Hiyuki stood with her back to the glass door.

Her long, snow-white hair was wet and clung to her back, with water droplets dripping down from the ends.

Her eyes were closed, and hot water splashed on her face, sliding down her angular chin.

Like other girls, her mind was filled with Jiang Chen.

I'm almost drowning...

Sakura Hiyuki recalled the oppressive feeling her master had when he swung his sword.

The knife grazed her temple, and the memory still makes her tremble.

And in the bedroom.

The master's eyes looked down at him as if he were looking at prey pinned under his claws.

The feeling of being completely crushed made her weak all over.

Sakura Hiyuki raised her hand to her chest, her heart pounding.

From childhood to adulthood, she was only interested in practicing swordsmanship.

The family only allowed her to practice swordsmanship.

Practice with the sword, swing it, and cut everything in its path.

It wasn't until she met Jiang Chen that she realized how joyful it was to be conquered by a strong person.

Sakura Hiyuki murmured softly, a sickly blush rising on her cheeks:

"Master~"

Pink hearts reappeared in her crimson pupils:

"I will always be your knife."

"I will always belong to you alone!"

The driver's seat is on the first floor.

"Achoo—!"

Jiang Chen sneezed.

He rubbed his nose and muttered to himself:

"Who's yelling at me in the middle of the night?"

The shower room on the third floor was filled with the sound of rushing water, but the carriage on the first floor was quiet.

Jiang Chen leisurely drove the bus while leaning back in his seat.

The road was smooth and dark, so the zombies couldn't get close at all, which made him so bored that he started to yawn.

Jiang Chen opened his inventory to see which supplies he could sell and exchange them for survival coins so he could upgrade to a level 4 vehicle as soon as possible.

In this way, he can have another chance to use his "Dual Cultivation Holy Body".

After all, there are so many beautiful girls around him, and so many talents that need to be replicated. Girls also need to increase their attributes.

Three times a day is still not enough!

The backpack was crammed full of supplies.

Water, compressed biscuits, survival coins, and weapons, etc.

Jiang Chen spotted the 12 packs of cigarettes at a glance.

He unpacked the cigarettes one by one and displayed them directly in the trading mall.

Each one is priced at 1 Survival Coin, and there are a total of 160 of them!

Jiang Chen felt something was off after the cigarette was placed on it.

The trading market is mostly filled with people looking to buy items, with the occasional person posting a bottle or two of water or a meal for trading.

But what about Jiang Chen?

He lit 160 cigarettes at once.

This art style is clearly different from the other players'!

That's incredibly extravagant!

That's outrageously extravagant!

They're so rich and unreasonable!

Jiang Chen nodded in satisfaction, then opened the public chat channel and sent his first message:

43999: "160 cigarettes have been ordered. Those who need them can purchase them."

In the public chat, players who were originally asking for weapons, food, and water suddenly started expressing shock and pleading for help:

"Holy crap! It's the big spender 43999! The big spender actually showed up! And he's even selling items?!"

"160 cigarettes?! Our whole team searched for a whole day and only found half a cigarette butt, and that was someone else's leftovers! Waaah, is this the difference?"

"I was surrounded by zombies in the car, and I only had one survival coin left. It was worth it to be able to take a puff at the last moment."

"@43999 Thank you for the cigarette. My wife and children are gone, and I was bitten too. I'll finish this one and then go down to join them."

"I'll keep you company, brother, may you rest in peace."

"I'll accompany you on your journey, may you rest in peace!"

01945: "@43999 The cigarette is good, strong enough, even better than the 'Big Chicken' cigarettes issued by the army. Thanks."

The messages were scrolling by incredibly fast.

Players who never chat in the public chat suddenly appeared, eager to catch a glimpse of the pro player and perhaps even get noticed.

Of course, many people were also grateful to Jiang Chen for letting them have a smoke before they died.

Many players who were surrounded by zombies in vehicles, or who were bitten by zombies and waiting to die, took out their last survival coins and bought a cigarette from Jiang Chen.

After figuring out how to light it, I took a deep breath.

Then, gripping his weapon, for the sake of his teammates behind him, for the sake of his family and friends, he pushed open the car door that separated life and death, and bravely faced hell!

Jiang Chen looked at the 345 survival coins in his spatial backpack.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Cigarettes are indeed a form of hard currency for men.

In this world of highway survival where death is always a possibility, being able to take a breath of fresh air is more stress-relieving than anything else.

Jiang Chen closed the shop and opened the vehicle panel.

Upgrade your vehicle? This will cost 270 Survivor Coins.

【whether】

Jiang Chen immediately clicked "Yes".