Is this what a zombie is?

136. This bus is alive.

The evil driver slowly turned his head. Although his face was already blurred and only two empty eye sockets remained, burning with two eerie green flames.

The two flickering will-o'-the-wisps blazed fiercely with anger, locking onto Jiang Chen in the back row.

The evil spirit driver let out a roar, and the black resentment on its body surged and boiled, forming a layer of black armor on its surface, an armor formed from resentment.

This evil spirit driver has absorbed the resentment and spirit of countless people, and the sheer volume of its energy has surpassed that of ordinary vengeful ghosts.

Even if he can't reach the level of a Ghost King, he's still a Ghost General. He can withstand the palm lightning and condense into a solidified armor.

"Hey, this is my mission, the kills have to be mine."

Before the evil spirit driver could make a move, Ai Yi, who was standing to the side, had already stood up excitedly, her face full of eagerness.

When dealing with these demons and monsters, there's no need to talk about chivalry or honor; a righteous brawl is the best solution.

"Let me show you what true domineering aura is!"

With a low shout, a majestic and powerful aura of a true dragon emanated from his body, condensing into a dazzling golden light around him.

"roar--!"

With a soul-stirring dragon roar, a phantom of a divine dragon composed entirely of golden energy spiraled up from behind him.

The dragon's body was lithe and agile, its scales clearly defined, and its eyes majestic. The pure yang energy it exuded dispelled some of the chill in the entire carriage.

"Watch this!"

Ai pushed forward with both palms.

The golden energy dragon roared, carrying an overwhelming force, and transformed into a dazzling stream of light, hurtling straight toward the evil spirit driver.

The force of this attack was far more astonishing than Jiang Chen's palm lightning.

Sitting in the corner, the gamer stared wide-eyed at the dazzling move, instinctively muttering, "Isn't that... Flame Slayer Black Dragon Wave?"

However, just as the golden dragon was about to hit its target and completely purify the evil driver, a sudden change occurred.

The old bus, which had been traveling at a steady speed, suddenly accelerated, followed by an illogical abrupt stop, and the bus suddenly fishtailed to its limit.

The sudden, violent shaking caused Ai, who was exerting all her strength, to lose her balance and stumble.

The golden dragon he launched thus deviated from its original course, hurtling past the evil spirit driver.

With a loud crash, the golden dragon blasted a huge hole in the roof of the bus, and the cold night wind rushed in instantly.

"Holy crap, is this car alive?"

Ai Yi steadied himself and swore in shock.

The driver's seat and steering wheel were blown up by Jiang Chen, and the evil spirit driver was too busy to continue controlling the bus.

Honestly, the fact that it can still drive is already quite remarkable, but the fact that it can accelerate, stop suddenly, and drift is incredible. The only explanation is that it has a spiritual consciousness—it is no longer an ordinary inanimate object.

Once Jiang Chen accepted the fact that the bus had a spirit, it began to exert its abilities.

The view outside the car window began to distort and blur rapidly in a bizarre way.

The original city night view, like water rippled by a stone thrown in, then turned into a chaotic gray-white.

Is this a case of wandering in the underworld?

This bus actually has the ability to travel between the realms of the living and the dead; no wonder the Foundation has been unable to catch it.

A strong sense of spatial displacement came over them, and by the time Jiang Chen and the others came to their senses, the bus and the evil spirit driver had already disappeared.

The surrounding area was a desolate wasteland stretching as far as the eye could see. The gray sky was devoid of sun, moon, and stars, and the dark brown earth was barren. In the distance stood a few crooked trees that had long since withered. The air was thick with decay and death, and the tangible yin energy condensed into mist.

The sudden change in environment, and the pervasive erosion of negative energy, caused the already exhausted workers to completely collapse.

"Where is this?"

"A ghost! There's a ghost!"

"I have no money, I want to go home, let me go home!"

"Oh dear, I have elderly parents to care for and young children to raise, please don't drag me down with you!"

Screams and cries filled the air, creating utter chaos.

"Shut up, stop making noise."

Annoyed by the noise, Ai Yi's eyes flashed, and he shouted in a deep voice at the chaotic crowd:

"Imperial decree: You shall all fall into a deep sleep and forget the events of this evening!"

The workers, who were screaming in terror just a second ago, froze in their tracks. The fear in their eyes was quickly replaced by confusion. Then, their eyelids drooped, and within a few seconds, they all slumped into a deep sleep.

With a single decree from Ai Yi, the most troublesome matter was resolved.

They not only slept peacefully, but also, upon waking, treated it all as a dream, making it a perfect solution.

"Well done."

Jiang Chen sincerely praised Ai Yi's decisive and efficient handling of the situation, giving her a thumbs up.

In less than a year, Ai Yi has grown to this extent.

But the crisis is not over.

On the desolate land,

One by one, withered, gray arms suddenly emerged from the dark brown soil, followed by hunched, long-dried corpses that sprang up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds and thousands of dried corpses surrounded Jiang Chen and his companions like a zombie siege.

"This is troublesome."

Jiang Chen's face darkened. If it weren't for them, these workers sleeping on the ground would probably have met the same fate.

In this extremely yin place, he could clearly feel that the extremely yang lightning power within his body was being greatly suppressed.

Energy flow becomes sluggish. To unleash a lightning spell of equal power, the mental and physical energy required is more than twice that of the outside world, and the power is also greatly reduced.

He turned to Ai Yi, "Will your decree be able to clear these things away?"

Looking at the densely packed mummified corpses, Ai Yi wasn't afraid at all; instead, he shouted with excitement. But he quickly shrugged helplessly.

"No way, my decree is an order. These things are obviously a bunch of mindless zombies. Whether they can hear or not is one thing, but the most important thing is that they have no basic logical thinking."

"Giving them orders is like talking to a brick wall; they simply can't understand, comprehend, or carry them out."

Well, it seems that every ability has limitations and weaknesses.

He was weakened because of the environmental debuff, while Ai Yi was weakened because the other party could not understand the commands.

The two exchanged a glance, then stood up simultaneously, looking at the ever-growing army of dried corpses.