The bus rumbled slowly along the winding mountain road. The passengers jolted up and down with every bump, their faces pale and drawn.
Xiao Ziran, sitting in his seat, finally reached his limit. He strained his voice to shout, "I want to get off! If I have to sit here any longer, I’m actually going to be sick! What kind of hellhole is this? Why is it even more remote than the places I’ve visited before?"
He complained while clutching his mouth, already feeling his stomach churning violently.
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