When all passengers began to mutate and you remained unaffected, it was impossible to keep up the pretense any longer.
Xu Shuo watched as the carriage returned to its familiar, battered state; the once lively passengers now looked dull and lifeless, their bodies exhibiting varying degrees of decay and missing limbs.
Then, he turned to look at the little girl.
The little girl hadn't changed much; she still had shoulder-length hair, round and tender cheeks pale and ash-gray, and her entirely black eyes were faintly emitting a wispy black mist.
She cracked a smile at Xu Shuo, appearing deceptively sweet but actually grim and terrifying.
Xu Shuo said expressionlessly, "Stop smiling, it's hideous."
The little girl: "..."
She quickly wiped the expression off her face, but this made her look even more sinister and frightening, like a vengeful doll from a horror movie.
Xu Shuo stepped closer, reached out, and pinched the little girl's cheeks, examining them from side to side.