Chapter 499

Fuyuan City, on the seaside.

In the underground passage, people were coming and going. There was a small vacation island nearby, as well as a university, so there were many tourists and students.

Wu Xian had long since seen the scenery here.

But the people here were no longer the original people.

Wu Xian bought a white flower from a flower-selling girl, then came to the stall selling egg-wrapped sausages at the corner, bought one, and inserted the flower into the iron pipe on the cart frame.

"What are you..."

"Help me put it there for a while; it can be thrown away after a while."

After finishing.

Wu Xian walked out of the underground passage with the egg-wrapped sausage.

The Fudi entrance he chose this time was near the underground passage, so Wu Xian had a sudden impulse to go to the underground passage to reminisce.

Outside the passage.

The sun was scorching, tourists wearing sun hats were coming and going, and scenic area vendors were shouting incessantly, selling severely overpriced goods. Everyone had a smile on their face.

It was unknown how many of these people would disappear with Wu Xian.

Wu Xian followed the map's guidance.

He arrived at the pier and bought a boat ticket for 9:45 AM. The location to enter the Fudi was not on the shore but in the sea; judging by the time, it should be this boat.

Wu Xian blew the sea breeze on the shore for a while and caught a seagull that was trying to snatch his egg-wrapped sausage. After intimidating the other party, he let the loud, squawking big bird go.

Thus.

The time to board the boat arrived.

The passenger boat leading to the small vacation island was painted with pure white exterior paint, looking simple and high-class.

But the boat was very simple inside. The deck was covered with patterned anti-slip steel plates, the ground was wet, and inside the huge cabin, rows of shiny plastic seats were arranged like in a train station.

The boat did not provide food or drink; there was only a small shop with sky-high prices, where a box of instant noodles could cost twenty yuan.

Wu Xian found a clean seat and sat down.

Observing the people around him.

The cabin was large but there were not many people, most of whom were young people, likely students from nearby schools. They were already used to this passenger boat, so they were just sitting in the cabin playing with their phones.

There were also three women wearing brightly colored clothes; they might be staff members of the small vacation island.

As for tourists, there were very few.

Because the vast majority of tourists were currently on the deck outside the cabin looking at the scenery, holding their phones and constantly filming the seagulls coming and going.

Apart from these people.

The rest were all people Wu Xian needed to pay attention to.

First was the big muscular guy sitting next to Wu Xian. This guy was Su Mi, who had once cooperated with Wu Xian. He was overjoyed to see Wu Xian and sat down next to him very familiarly.

Next was a woman with a ponytail wearing neat hiking clothes.

Then there was a young man with a pale face lying on a seat, looking like he was about to die. This young man had severe seasickness and had been lying down after vomiting what was in his stomach.

In Wu Xian's view, the only ones who looked like Juanren were these three.

Su Mi went without saying; the woman's clothes didn't look like she was going for a vacation, and the weak young man's seasickness was too severe—if he were going for fun, he wouldn't suffer like this.

As for the others, it was hard to judge their identities.

There was the flower-selling girl he had just met; she was carrying a flower basket and might be going to the small vacation island because selling flowers there was more profitable.

There was also a particularly flashy middle-aged man with a mustache and big sunglasses, wearing a red floral suit. He had his hands on the back of the chairs on both sides, crossed his legs, and his big leather shoes were shiny.

There was another couple, each holding a canvas bag, sitting by the window, looking around like thieves, as if they were afraid of something chasing them...

There were too many people on the boat.

Wu Xian couldn't observe everyone, so he could only take it one step at a time.

A few minutes after sailing.

The scenery on the shore gradually became smaller. Suddenly.

The passenger boat began to shake violently, the light in the cabin dimmed, and a male crew member was shouting loudly, yelling words that Wu Xian found hard to distinguish.

The tourists on the deck screamed and ran into the cabin.

The scene was in chaos.

Then everyone saw a huge wave slap over, causing the passenger boat to shake violently.

Wu Xian's mouth twitched.

Could this Fudi start with a shipwreck?

But he quickly dispelled his doubts.

The cabin became crowded, and more and more people poured in.

Feet stepping on feet, shoulders pressing against shoulders, luggage colliding with each other. A black plastic bag swung onto Su Mi's face, and the salted fish head in the bag hit his mouth, causing his gums to bleed.

Wu Xian didn't fare any better, with a bloated middle-aged woman squeezing in front and behind him.

Su Mi stood up angrily.

There were only so many people on the passenger boat; was it necessary to squeeze like this in such a large place? But as soon as he stood up, he sat back down.

"Brother Xian, it's started!"

Wu Xian curled up in his chair and nodded with difficulty.

Yes.

The Fudi had already begun.

These people who suddenly squeezed in were not the tourists who had been looking at the scenery on the deck outside; they were the indigenous people of the Fudi! They were travel-worn, dragging their families, carrying large and small bags, their faces full of sorrow. Various messy smells filled the cabin: the coughing of old men, the arguing of middle-aged women, the crying of children...

The noisy sounds and the foul smells, combined with the violent shaking of the passenger boat, made Wu Xian, who never got seasick, start to feel nauseous.

Ugh! In other places, people had already started vomiting.

Smelling the odor of vomit, Su Mi couldn't help it either. With a plop, white protein powder solution flowed from the corner of his mouth...

Wu Xian closed his eyes, trying his best to endure. His stomach was churning, and his body was constantly being bumped by the two middle-aged women in front and behind, which exacerbated his dizziness.

Everyone was enduring.

Praying that they wouldn't have any needs, because the cabin was too crowded, crowded to the point of being unable to move. Just half an hour later, Wu Xian heard the painful groaning of an old man.

"I, I can't breathe."

"Please, everyone, move aside a little and let me breathe some fresh air."

But the old man's plea received no response.

Because everyone around him was unable to move. The old man's breathing became more and more rapid, making a sound like a bellows.

In the end, the old man died.

But his corpse was sandwiched between several people, unable to even fall down.

Some people could fall down.

But those who fell had a more miserable end than the old man; they would have their bones broken by the crowded crowd and die under the feet of countless people.

There were no malevolent entities on this boat, but it could be called a human hell.

It was unknown how much longer this boat would sail.

If the time exceeded two days, then at least half of the many people on the boat would likely not survive! Wu Xian discovered that the indigenous people on the boat rarely complained. Although they felt painful due to the harsh environment, their eyes were full of hope, as if as long as they reached the end of this boat, all problems could be solved.

It was unknown how much time had passed.

The sky darkened, and the cabin became pitch black.

But the boat stopped.

They had reached their destination!

(End of chapter)