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The female ticket inspector's voice was very sweet, but her honey-like tone was mixed with chilling terror. She smiled and said:

"Of course, you are all preparatory employees of "Alternate World". As long as you obey, you will be safe for the time being. "

There was silence in the bus.

Neither the senior anchor nor the novice anchor said a word at this time. The difference is that the former is thinking about the meaning of the female ghost's words, while the latter is mostly afraid of the threat in the female ghost's words.

He Ziyun was thoughtful.

temporary? In other words, it is not necessarily safe...

Thinking that the young man looked around the entire car, he realized that there were only ten people in the car. Does this mean there were ten other anchors in another car?

It's not impossible...

The female ticket inspector stopped talking. She walked silently to He Ziyun's seat on high heels, bent down and handed him a small glass bottle, "Are you thirsty?"

"Drink some. This is a drink I made myself. It's delicious."

These words were particularly clear in the silent car, and all eyes were focused on He Ziyun in an instant.

The young man didn't seem to notice the gaze on him, and looked surprised: "Give it to me?"

The female ticket inspector nodded: "Yes, it's for you."

He Ziyun stretched out his hand to take the glass bottle, looked at the dark blue liquid in the bottle and smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Thank you, sister."

For some reason, the female ticket inspector looked dazed for a few seconds, then she lowered her head and stroked the young man's head, "No, just drink."

The young man was very obedient. He lowered his head to unscrew the bottle cap, and took a sip under the watchful eye of the female ticket collector. His Adam's apple rolled, and a few drops of dark blue liquid slid down the corners of his mouth.

He Ziyun wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "The drink is delicious, and my sister's craftsmanship is very good."

The female ticket inspector was satisfied.

The bus that had been stationary made a "buzzing" noise when it started, and the car body moved slightly and started to move.

When the female ticket inspector walked away, He Ziyun lowered his head and shook the remaining blue liquid in his hand. The liquid flowed in the glass bottle, like some kind of weird-colored poison.

Even Yang Jingshu couldn't help but ask:

"Aren't you afraid of poison?"

He Ziyun slowly tightened the bottle cap and said with a smile: "The game shouldn't set up such a certain death situation, right?"

Yang Jingshu was silent for a few seconds. Her height advantage allowed her to see the bottle of strange liquid in the young man's hand, and she felt a little uncomfortable: "If you can, try not to eat the things in the copy."

He Ziyun was surprised: "Miss Yang should know how much food sells in the main city, so why don't you eat it after entering the dungeon?"

As he spoke, he recalled it and commented: "It tastes really good, a bit like blueberry juice, but the texture is a bit sticky."

Yang Jingshu: "..."

The young man's expression was so calm that Yang Jingshu couldn't find a point of rebuttal for a while, "Maybe."

The food in the dungeon in the live broadcast room is indeed very delicious, but since an anchor spit out a piece of human fingernail while eating the food in the dungeon during a live broadcast, it is said that the anchor suffered a nervous breakdown on the spot and finally died in the dungeon. Since then, there has been no one I dare to eat the things in the copy.

Of course He Ziyun had seen it too.

But how to say it? Although human flesh is disgusting, he probably trusts his intuition more...

For example, he actually didn't detect any particular malice in the female ticket inspector. Of course, there was still a little bit of malice.

He Ziyun propped up his chin and looked at the glass bottle in his hand with a smile in his eyes.

I don’t know how many of the ten anchors present discovered that the “female ticket collector” was actually a man.

Yes, the "female ticket collector" is a man.

From the unnatural way she walked at the beginning, to her sweet voice, and even the tiny Adam's apple that He Ziyun saw when he came closer, it all showed that "she" was actually "him".

Given the normal height difference between men and women, the frame of the "female ticket collector" is actually considered too big. However, due to the heterogeneity of all the anchors present, there are many female alphas with tall frames, and Yang Jingshu is an obvious example.

As a result, everyone subconsciously ignored the very obvious feature of the "female ticket collector".

As for why you call me sister...it's too simple.

For a normal man to wear women's clothing, wear high heels, and wear makeup, there is only one explanation other than his own hobbies.

"He" wants to be female.

Or it can be said that under the appearance of a man, "he" actually has the thoughts and cognition of a woman.

This is what the ancient earth called "gender cognitive disorder".

He Ziyun originally just called sister tentatively, and it would not go wrong anyway.

The subsequent language and conversation of the "female ticket inspector" can prove the fact.

Just like the bottle of "drink" in his hand now.

In fact, it can be used as a good tip from the "female ticket inspector".

The clues were smooth and clear inch by inch. He Ziyun flicked the glass bottle, and the latter made a crisp "ding" sound, which scared many people and subconsciously searched for the source of the sound.

He Ziyun stretched and slowly closed his eyelids.

If he guessed correctly, his "job" should have been pre-determined.

As for now, just rest.

【Ding】

[Anchor He Ziyun has completed the side task: passed the interview]

……

The surroundings were cramped and dark, and there was a stench lingering at the tip of the nose, like a combination of sweat, rotten food, and even human dirt. The stench made people dizzy.

Fang Ran woke up from this bad smell. The first thing she regained was her sense of smell. The stench she breathed in made her retching continuously, and her stomach was churning.

where is this?

Fang Ran covered his mouth and nose, his eyelids fluttered open, and he saw a bunch of people lying motionless on the ground.

Everyone was in ragged clothes, and their faces were covered with gray dirt, which looked greasy under the dim yellow light.

Fang Ran was stunned, and subconsciously looked down at herself. Sure enough, she was wearing ragged and dirty linen clothes. The clothes were greasy and thick, exuding a strong smell.

While Fang Ran was stunned, the people on the ground began to gradually wake up.

Some are calm and some are broken.

As soon as two thin girls opened their eyes, they were retching constantly due to the smell. They shivered and huddled in the corner, holding each other's hands and not daring to let go.

"This, this is, where?"

The girl was cautious and her eyes were blank: "Are we selected too?"

Under the light of the yellow light, Fang Ran approached them.

Sure enough, these two skinny girls were twins.

Unlike other people wrapped in ragged linen clothes, they were really thin, their exposed skin was dry and yellow, their eye sockets were so thin and sunken, and their eyes were ridiculously big.

For example, it would be more realistic to say that they are human beings, rather than skeletons.