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Gu Mian pulled out a piece of paper: "I still remember that this was the compensation I received when the first instance of Honkai Impact was destroyed."

The fat man glanced at him sideways and said, "Hey... could you please keep your voice down when you say that?"

There are people all around.

Gu Mian was holding a ticket in her hand.

Although this thing looks like a ticket, its official name is a copy exchange coupon.

Players can gain huge benefits from this ticket.

Its purpose is to allow players to enter a dungeon they like, such as which dungeon contains rare special items, or which dungeon is easy but offers a lot of rewards...

Just like the hearse instance, where the hearse driver's license is highly sought after but unattainable, and many people want to enter the instance but can't find a match, this is where the use of this ticket becomes apparent.

But it's different with Gu Mian;

As everyone knows, Gu Mian is someone who regards money as dirt. If she uses this voucher, it's definitely not for profit, but for some other reason.

For example, if there's someone in a dungeon that Gu Mian really wants to kill, she can fill in the name, enter the dungeon, and kill them.

It was done in one smooth motion, without even needing to breathe.

The fat man noticed that the ticket seller, who had been holding back her happy expression, suddenly changed her face the moment Gu Mian took out the dungeon exchange voucher.

The young man who was getting his ticket was startled and looked at the ticket seller with a bewildered expression.

If it weren't for the glass window in the middle, the fat man estimated that the ticket seller inside would have rushed up and torn up the ticket in Gu Mian's hand.

"That's too ruthless! That's too ruthless!" The fat man rubbed his hands together. "I've never seen such a ruthless horror game player in my entire life..."

How to describe it?
It's like other players are being chased in a horror game, screaming and running away, and even after finally completing the game, they're still shaken and might have nightmares while lying in bed at night.

Meanwhile, Gu Mian chased the murderer around in the game, making him scream and tear his teeth out. Finally, the game couldn't stand it anymore and forcibly kicked him out of the instance. Gu Mian was able to pull out a return ticket and force his way back, continuing the story of chasing the murderer around until he was left with nothing.

Moreover, it seemed as if they were about to kill him seven times over.

"Terrifying, terrifying..." the fat man exclaimed.

"Speaking of which, Doctor, are you really going back?" The fat man asked, burping as he looked at the ticket seller behind the window. "Now?"

Gu Mian was also looking at the almost murderous gaze of the ticket seller behind the ticket window: "Ahem, let's talk outside."

The fat man suddenly realized, "You can't just pick on one person; the doctor is going to find someone else to cause trouble!"

"Can't you speak properly?" Gu Mian glared at him.

The fat man shut his mouth.

Gu Mian then lifted her leg and walked outside.

The team sitting at the long table in the middle seemed to have not yet reached a conclusion. When Gu Mian passed by, their spittle flew everywhere, almost hitting his face.

People were coming and going through the ticket booth. Gu Mian saw a not-so-young woman selling flowers not far from the door.

"Today seems to be Valentine's Day." Gu Mian suddenly remembered this.

In this situation, even if someone were to sell flowers, no one would buy them. Besides, the flowers didn't look fresh; they were listlessly stuck in the bucket, some petals had fallen off, and they looked like flowers plucked from a green belt.

The sun was high in the sky, and the woman selling flowers on the ground looked listless. She was quite clever, setting up her stall not far from the ticket hall entrance.

There are many people here, and even if no one buys the flowers she picked from who-knows-where, they will still look down at her a few times.

The fat man looked at the flower-selling woman not far away with some curiosity: "Speaking of which, you won't really die if you go into a dungeon. Aren't the things you get from a dungeon more than you can make selling flowers?"

"You think everyone gets compensation when they enter a dungeon?" Chu Changge's voice came from the side: "You lose items when you die in a dungeon, including attributes and game currency. These business people are obviously afraid of losing things when they enter dungeons."

Moreover, the event is just around the corner, and if our strength declines now, we might suffer a loss.

Of course, some people do the opposite, believing that those who are capable should take advantage of the time before the event to enter the dungeon and train themselves so that they can gain greater benefits from the event.

The fat man felt a pang of regret at the thought of possibly losing in-game currency while entering a dungeon.

While feeling the pinch, she glanced at the flower seller and thought, "Even if I set up a stall, no one would buy anything..."

He choked up halfway through his sentence.

At that moment, a seemingly simple-minded boy jogged over.

The boy wasn't very tall, had a buzz cut, was somewhat dark-skinned, and wore an ill-fitting camouflage uniform, like a military outfit.

The woman, who had been looking somewhat listless, broke into a smile when she saw people approaching. It was clear that the smile was forced, but she was still managing to keep it up.

The boy was squatting next to the tube, scratching his head in apparent confusion, as if trying to guess what kind of flowers his girlfriend liked.

After a long while, he hesitated before choosing a flower that wasn't very fresh. In fact, none of the flowers in the bucket were very fresh, so he had no other choice.

The boy and woman then discussed for a while, seemingly negotiating the price. Before long, the boy happily ran off with the flowers in his arms.

Gu Mian looked in the direction he left and saw a group of people in military uniforms waiting for him. When the boy ran back with the flowers in his hands, the men burst into laughter.

The boy blushed as he held the flowers in the crowd.

The fat man looked over there and sighed, "It's so good to have a girlfriend."

"Don't be envious," Gu Mian said, walking towards the hotel. "Let's go back first."

The fat man followed, puzzled: "Aren't we going back to the taxi dungeon?"

Gu Mian put away the dungeon exchange voucher: "I have other plans."

Seemingly sensing the fat man's confusion, Chu Changge's sinister voice rang out: "Even if he doesn't go back, he'll still die."

The fat man was startled by Chu Changge's sinister voice.

Recalling Gu Mian's performance in the dungeon, which was even more ferocious than a ghost, he shuddered a few times: "These guys are all like ghosts..."

The three returned to the hotel downstairs.

This area could be called a refugee camp, as it was full of tents. Hearing the noise, many people looked up in this direction.

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