Amidst the crowd, a police officer held a girl who was weeping incessantly.” “Excuse me, but what exactly did you see just now?” Zheng Zha approached the pair, politely addressing the young woman. The girl continued to cry, almost unable to speak, but the officer quickly interjected, “Sir, she is extremely agitated right now. Please, do not question her for the moment. If you have any queries, perhaps you could accompany us back to the precinct to assist with the investigation into this accident.” Zheng Zha deliberately glanced at his watch. “My apologies, I have a contract signing scheduled.

If possible, I only wish to know what this young lady witnessed. Otherwise, having seen this accident, I truly wouldn’t dare drive casually on the highway.” The officer looked helplessly at the girl in his arms. The girl was crying terribly, but more dominant was likely the sheer terror. To first witness her own death without reason, and then to return from that premonition to reality only to nearly be struck by a truck—the horror of such near-death experiences was unimaginable to outsiders. Only someone like Zheng Zha, who had struggled for survival on the brink of death several times, could truly feel it.

Thus, he simply patted the girl’s shoulder in comfort. This girl was Kimberly, the female protagonist from the Final Destination movie. Her mental state had improved considerably. After a few more sobs, she finally managed to speak haltingly, “I just had a death premonition. I don’t know why, but I felt like I saw myself driving onto the highway, and then a logging truck ahead of me suddenly crashed.” “The steel cables securing the logs snapped, and then those logs tumbled off the truck continuously, causing one vehicle behind it to explode, while others began colliding as they swerved to avoid the logs.

The car I was driving even flipped over, and then…” At this point, the girl began trembling all over again, unable to continue. Zheng Zha deliberately put on a look of relief. “If this prophecy is true, then all of us whose cars were involved will be grateful for your life-saving warning. May I ask, will all our vehicles be crushed in the accident?” As he spoke, he intentionally gestured toward vehicles far in the distance. Kimberly shook her head.

She said, “No, in my memory, only this car, up to that large bus, died. Let me think… this one exploded first.” “Then this one caught fire completely, and that motorcycle crashed, yes. That mother and son died sequentially—the son was thrown out, and the mother was killed by the impact. Then the bus exploded entirely, and the bus then hit and killed the son again. As for that other car…” As Kimberly described the gruesome ends of each vehicle, Zheng Zha realized that the ‘Main God’ had altered the original plot to integrate them into this horror movie world.

That mother and son were effectively one single death in the original narrative, but what she saw was the mother dying first, followed by the bus explosion, and then the bus hitting the son—meaning their sequence of deaths had been inserted between the mother and son’s fates. Unfortunately, since they died by explosion, it became impossible to distinguish the order of death among the members of their team. With this realization, Zheng Zha immediately spoke politely, “Heh, then we and the vehicles behind us are truly fortunate. We managed to dodge this deadly chain reaction. Please forgive my intrusion, Miss.

The dead cannot return; please accept my condolences.” With a smile, he slowly walked toward the bus. By now, the others had also disembarked from the bus. The young punk girl and the handsome, dyed-hair youth let out low, stunned sounds, looking at the surrounding foreigners. This truly convinced them they had either entered a horror movie world or had arrived in a foreign country. Whichever it was, they only felt excitement, especially upon realizing this was supposedly America.

These two youths began whispering and laughing excitedly. After all, they possessed gold and hadn't seen any concrete threat to their lives. Their current attitude reflected a mindset of seizing the day or enjoying the moment. In contrast, the members of the other team, while also looking around, appeared much more composed. These few showed expressions of worry and terror.

Zheng Zha approached this group. “We shall take our leave then. If any of you manage to return alive to the ‘Main God’ Space, perhaps we can discuss fighting side-by-side then.” With that, Zheng Zha walked away alone into the distance. Everyone present froze momentarily. The two youths cheerfully followed behind Zheng Zha, growing further and further away.

Wang Xia and the others conferred and decided it was best to leave quickly as well. After all, they were currently unauthorized; being caught by the police would certainly land them in jail, and whether they could ever get out was uncertain, given that in this Final Destination horror film, those kept in isolated rooms often died very quickly. Zheng Zha walked along the highway. Before long, he reached the traffic interchange between the highway and regular roads. The checkpoint was chaotic, filled with crowds.

Some police officers were directing traffic, accompanied by ambulances and fire trucks, but the majority were countless reporters, densely packed outside the barrier. Amidst this chaos, Zheng Zha passed through the checkpoint easily, swaggering right off the regular road and into the town. He then purchased a local guide at a newsstand, and with this guide, he finally grasped a basic layout of the town’s various locations. “Damn it, Zhang Jie. I’m not coming to get you.

As long as we survive these five days, won't you still return to the ‘Main God’ Space? I know you have things to say to me—so come and hit me. Anyone can come and hit me; I welcome your arrival anytime,” Zheng Zha muttered to himself. He wasn't sure if Zhang Jie could detect his thoughts, but this was genuinely his decision. If Zhang Jie could read his mind, all the better; he could wait and conserve energy.

If not, then all the conflicts and issues could be resolved five days later when they returned to the ‘Main God’ Space! But why would Zhang Jie do that? Why? Did he have some compelling reason? Why possess powerful mental control yet refrain from using it, allowing the Yin Zhou Team to attack his teammates so viciously, only intervening to eliminate their mind-controller when their lives were in mortal danger?

Furthermore, thinking back, Zhang Jie was likely the one who intended to kill Zhan Lan that day. But why would he do that? Citing some compelling reason didn't seem enough. For a team, survival depended on mutual cooperation; a single person playing the hero was likely to be countered and killed, which was clearly demonstrated in the fight against the Yin Zhou Team. Even with enhanced attributes and various skills, moving independently was never the ultimate strength; cooperation among partners was essential.

So, what was Zhang Jie’s reason? “Wait, he seemed able to leave the bus freely. Does that mean he can ignore the ‘Main God’s’ rule in this horror film world? If he were truly that strong, he wouldn't have skirted death several times. That means his previous actions adhered to the ‘Main God’s’ rules, and he even claimed he could protect the four of them.

Does the Grim Reaper not intend to kill them?” Zheng Zha pondered this, finding some logic in it. Because they left when the bus was inaccessible, they weren't yet part of the destined deaths foreseen by the female protagonist’s prophecy. In other words, they had truly escaped this horror film's rule of death, meaning they wouldn't be attacked by the Grim Reaper—that conclusion was quite plausible. Zheng Zha walked on, holding the guidebook and thinking, until he bumped into a white man, knocking him to the ground. The man immediately started shouting loudly.

Seeing the man’s attire—covered in metal scraps and sporting numerous piercings on his nose—he looked like a carefree hippie. Zheng Zha was about to brush him off with a few words or a punch when real trouble approached: a police officer not far away began walking toward the pair. Zheng Zha let out a breath. He didn't want to end up in the police station just yet, as he still had to face the Grim Reaper’s attacks and his teammates’ potential hidden ambushes. So, while the white man was still shouting, Zheng Zha raised his fist and delivered a light tap, which, although light in his own estimation, still sent the white man sprawling.

He then sprinted into the crowd. Minutes later, he stopped in an alleyway. The police officer and the white man, who had recovered his senses, continued their pursuit, but he hid in the alley, flipping through the travel guide. “This situation won’t do. Although I don’t need to rent a hotel or anything—I could probably make do for five days just finding a public square—to avoid conflict with the police, I still need to create a fake ID.

A ‘Wave Bar’? Open all night starting at six PM. Hmm, didn’t Zero mention a place like this last time? I just need to ask the bartender and slip him some cash,” Zheng Zha murmured, walking deeper into the alley while tracing the guidebook, eventually reaching the innermost recess of the passage.