Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
According to Murphy's Law, "anything that can go wrong, no matter how unlikely, will".
Bai Zhi watched the scenery as it slowly reverted from the strange vistas of the Underworld back to normalcy. The journey back from the Underworld took a mere twenty minutes, compared to the hour that it had taken to get there in the first place. Nevertheless, as other vehicles and the noise of regular traffic began to appear around the bus, Bai Zhi couldn't help sighing in relief.
However, the feeling was short-lived, as he began to recognize the locations he was passing. Bai Zhi's expression grew sterner with each passing mile, and by the time the bus stopped to let him off, his face was black as thunder—he had not expected the driver to deal him such an underhanded blow.
As Bai Zhi got off the bus, he was greeted by the sight of the same bus station where he had boarded the accursed bus. He gritted his teeth in silence for a moment, then turned to give the long-necked, chrome-domed driver a piece of his mind.
...I paid, for God's sake! Do you not understand the concept of exchanging currency for goods and services?! The paying customer is your god! Would it kill you to make an effort and deliver your god to His desired destination?! I even gave you a pack of smokes and a lighter!
But in the few seconds it had taken him to disembark and turn around, the large vehicle behind him had disappeared, and in its place was a different bus with a middle-aged driver, who was clearly fast-asleep.
In short, Bai Zhi had lost three hours only to end up back where he started.
"Fuggin... Tickets aren't cheap, you know!"
Huffing angrily, Bai Zhi looked up at the darkening sky and ripped up his ticket, dumping the pieces into the nearest trash can. With leaden feet, he trudged sadly out of the bus station—he wasn't just sad, he was despondent.
One bus ticket, tens of yuan; a pack of Yellow Crane Tower cigarettes and a knockoff Zippo, another tens of yuan each. But the three hours lost... priceless.
It came back to that old chestnut: "
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