Two hours later.

The blue and white bus was "stranded" in what seemed like a deep river, but the water barely covered the bus tires.

"Xiao Fan, prepare your emotions. When I open the window later, just start crying," said Bai Xiqin.

"Huh? Do I need to prepare my emotions?" Bai Yifan wiped his eyes, and the tears came down instantly. "Sis, just open the window! Do you want loud wailing or delicate, affected sobbing?"

Bai Yifan pressed his thin lips together, faint black marks visible on his face.

Clearly, the Bai family had just staged a touching scene of familial love.

"Loud wailing, so the sound can travel far. Can you manage that?" Bai Xiqin pondered for a moment, then said, "Like someone died..."

She didn’t finish the sentence, but her eyes subtly glanced at Bai Anhai.

Bai Yifan understood instantly.

Like wailing for his deceased father.

"Sis, you’re actually asking for the kind of wailing I do when I’m punished and can’t read novels, aren’t you?" Bai Yifan blinked, "correcting" her.

When someone... dies, he might not cry at all.

But if he’s not allowed to read novels, he’d surely cry very, immensely, supremely sadly.

"Cough cough, exactly. Just think about how the apocalypse will cut off the internet, and you won’t see the ending of ’After Rebirth in the Apocalypse, My Whole Family are Big Bosses’ anymore. Heartbreaking, right?" Bai Xiqin coughed lightly, feeling a bit guilty.

Hoping Dad didn’t understand what she was implying just now!

"Got it! It’s gotta be heart-wrenching crying!" Bai Yifan made a fist with his fingers, silently brewing his emotions, then waved his hand, "Okay, all set."

Seeing Bai Yifan ready, Bai Xiqin quietly walked to the window and opened it.

As soon as the window was opened, Bai Yifan let out a heart-rending wail.

The sound was like... someone died!

Mournful and sorrowful.

It sounded sad and brought tears to listeners’ eyes.

Bai Yifan’s crying was varied and unceasing, reaching far and wide.

Bai Family: ...

Bai Anhai glanced at Bai Yifan and Bai Xiqin, and tiny bits of purple electric sparks appeared between his fingers.

Heh, why does he feel an itching urge to hit someone?

Did these siblings just imply that their father died?

If it was pre-apocalypse, he’d definitely make the siblings spend a few days inside.

For spreading rumors, minor cases lead to detentions of less than five days, serious cases lead to five to fifteen days.

If Bai Anhai performed normally, these two siblings would be committing libel, earning them free meals and lodging for three years.

"Woo... woo..."

Bai Yifan pulled out a tissue, sat on the sofa, and wailed.

It wasn’t dry sobbing without tears; tears flowed down in a steady stream.

"Cough cough, Xiao Niu, now we..." Leng Yebai’s mouth twitched slightly.

The bus was filled with Bai Yifan’s loud crying, creating a terribly tragic atmosphere.

Should he maybe cry a bit too, just to blend in?

"Let’s lie on the sofa and play dead! Grandma, cool our bodies down a bit."

Bai Xiqin felt that no one else was crying as sadly as Bai Yifan, easy to be exposed, so she simply had the whole family lie down on the sofa together.

"Pretend it’s like poisoning or something, don’t make any noise, even if someone comes in," Bai Xiqin instructed before lying on the sofa to play dead.

Concern leads to chaos.

Disguises that seem full of loopholes might just work best.

"Okay!"

Liu Jing found pranks quite fun, letting white frost escape from her fingertips and quickly covering everyone.

In the hot summer, the Bai family suddenly felt chilled to the core.

"Alright."

Leng Yebai decisively sat beside Bai Xiqin, tilting his head towards her, and "passed out."

The Bai family always pampered Bai Xiqin. Whatever she wanted, they would do.

As long as they didn’t cry as embarrassingly as Bai Yifan.

Bai Yifan cried and blinked at the same time.

At this moment, he felt he could add more drama.

"Sis, you died so tragically!"

Bai Yifan sobbed with big teardrops, crying about his sister’s death.

This sound was melodious and prolonged, like the cry of relatives at a funeral.

"Grandpa, Grandma, Mom, Brother Leng, you all died so miserably!"

"Dad, have a safe journey~"

Bai Yifan wiped away tears and "greeted" each one tearfully.

Bai Anhai’s "peaceful" face twitched slightly.

This kid, he was handled too lightly earlier.

Subconsciously, Bai Anhai was about to "rise from the dead" to give Bai Yifan a beating, but he sensed someone was approaching outside.

Bai Anhai frowned slightly, remembering Bai Xiqin’s words, and immediately relaxed his body again, playing dead.

"Xiao Fan! What happened to you all?"

A familiar voice came from the window, sounding somewhat panicked, the voice trembling.

This voice... was from the Bai family couple they had met before.

Bai Anhai’s fingers moved slightly, just about to sit up and say they were just playing, but a control power pressed him onto the sofa, leaving him motionless.

It was Xiao Niu.

Xiao Niu gave the signal, so Bai Anhai didn’t open his eyes, continuing to play dead quietly.

"Woooo... Uncle, Auntie, my dad is dead!"

Bai Yifan wiped his snot and burst into tears.

While Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan and Liu Jing weren’t paying attention, he sneaked a peek at the director Bai Xiqin.

Seeing his sister had no reaction, he knew to keep acting.

"What happened! How did it suddenly..."

Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan’s weathered eyes reddened a bit, rushing over to grip Bai Anhai’s hand.

Green light immediately fell on the Bai family.

But unfortunately, there was no response.

Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan did have wood power, but he had never used it to cure illnesses, mainly for attack. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

He could only scatter the green light on everyone, without knowing how to heal.

Bai Anhai suddenly froze, the hand gripping him gave a feeling of reliability.

Like holding his dad’s hand as a kid, solid and warm.

"Xiao Niu, wake up, we came to find you..."

Middle-aged Liu Jing cradled Bai Xiqin in her arms, voice quivering.

"Waaa—my sis is dead too."

Bai Yifan saw Middle-aged Liu Jing’s trembling fingers wanting to check Bai Xiqin’s breathing, quickly cried out, and rushed over.

Blocking Middle-aged Liu Jing’s hand.

"What happened to you all suddenly..."

Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan tightly gripped Bai Anhai’s fingers, feeling the chilly touch, almost unable to speak.

Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan and Liu Jing were too frightened, unable to see any flaws.

"We had... hot pot, gas... poisoning! All dead! Wooo—Dad, have a safe journey, I’ll burn paper for you~"

Bai Yifan sobbed intermittently, barely managing to describe the "incident."

Bai Anhai: ...

He mentally noted that Bai Yifan cried for him the most.

Not sure what that means.

Such filial piety?

"Gas poisoning?" Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan quickly carried Bai Anhai and Bai Xiqin near the window, "Old lady, quick, let them breathe more fresh air."

"Alright alright alright!"

Middle-aged Liu Jing, trained as a forensic doctor, was also muddled, never considering they hadn’t smelled any gas upon entering.

Besides, everything in the bus was electric.