Kind-hearted Gao Ming had gone to great lengths to explain clearly so that everyone in the car had a general understanding of their current predicament.
Knowing they were in dire straits, each Gao Ming on the bus reacted differently, their past experiences shaping their individual characters.
"Actually, there's no need for everyone to be overly tense," kind-hearted Gao Ming said, seeing some discontent among the regular Gao Mings. "Based on the information I've obtained, our original body has been tricked by 'God,' who has imprisoned us in separate rooms, preventing us from meeting. Normally, we would almost never have the chance to gather together, but it was this bravest Gao Ming who created an opportunity for us."
The most ordinary Gao Ming didn't say much, just lowering his head and giving a bitter smile. He knew he wasn't the bravest Gao Ming; he was just the most ordinary and mediocre one among them all. He couldn't compare to anyone and was entirely useless.
