Global Collapse

Chapter 210 Thinking Gradually Becomes Concerned
"Several people have placed orders before, but we have everything they ordered in the warehouse, so it's not a big problem..."

As Han Shan spoke, his brows furrowed even more: "But just now, a passenger came to the counter in person to place an order."

He paused at this point.

Gu Mian waited curiously for him to continue.

After a few more seconds, Han Shan continued, "A man wants two pounds of raw meat."

Gu Mian was also affected by Han Shan's words and frowned as well.

If this were a normal situation, and a passenger made such an unreasonable request on the train, the train attendant would most likely ignore it or even call the police.

But not now.

"You agreed?"

"of course."

Gu Mian could even picture Han Shan frowning, looking troubled, as he agreed to the passenger's unreasonable request.

When this lieutenant entered the game, he was probably attending a dinner party, dressed quite formally, but not in his blindingly bright military uniform.

Gu Mian only saw Han Shan frowning as he took out a small notebook and a fountain pen from his suit pocket, seemingly making notes.

Han Shan held a fountain pen and wrote something in his notebook: "Actually, if it were just two pounds of raw meat..."

"Just?" Gu Mian touched her chainsaw. "You have two pounds of raw meat? Of course, if you want to sacrifice yourself to meet the passengers' demands, I can lend you my saw to cut the meat."

Han Shan had seen the doctor's chainsaw before, and he didn't want such a ferocious thing to hit him.

Seeing that Han Shan remained silent, Gu Mian continued, "If you really cut your losses this time, what about next time, and the time after that? How can you guarantee that those passengers won't make even more rude demands, like wanting a 'Jill' or something..."

Han Shan frowned, as if he felt some pain somewhere.

He looked up at Gu Mian, trying to find some other emotion on her face, but he failed.

Han Shan then coughed slightly and said, "Actually, that's what I'm worried about, the situation you described."

As he spoke, his pen began to move again: "I just calculated that this bus is supposed to go through nine stops, but we haven't even reached the third stop yet, and a passenger has already made a request for two pounds of raw meat..."

"It's still calm here now, but I have no doubt that this tranquility will soon be broken; I guess..." Han Shan's pen kept moving: "The closer we get to the final destination, the more outrageous the demands these passengers will make; this is just the beginning."

"I predict that the most terrifying demands will appear when we are about to reach the final destination," Han Shan said, pursing his lips slightly. "But that's assuming we survive until then."

Han Shan's brows furrowed even deeper: "And if I'm not mistaken, this kind of request should be appearing in every carriage now. This is the first round of cleansing against us."

Gu Mian glanced at him.

Han Shan also looked at Gu Mian: "If I may ask, what would you do if a passenger made such a request, like asking for a Jill?"

Han Shan paused his pen as he spoke, seemingly taking the question very seriously, without a hint of joking.

Gu Mian is not a serious person, and she has almost never given a serious answer to a serious question.

The lieutenant, holding a pen, looked at the doctor across the 38th parallel. The doctor seemed to ponder for a moment before answering seriously, "The wool comes from the sheep."

Hanshan: “…”

“Of course,” Gu Mian continued, “In situations like this, where several living people are acting as train attendants on a haunted train, and the ghost wants to hug and bite an arm, the optimal solution is obviously to kill the other living people and fulfill the ghost’s order; after all, players are unlikely to dare to kill passengers who might be ghosts.” “However, there’s a strict rule: two players cannot be in the same carriage, so even if they wanted to kill, they couldn’t.” Gu Mian paused here, then looked out the window beside her: “But…”

When someone uses the word "but" in a conversation, experienced people know that things are about to turn sour.

At that moment, Han Shan's heart skipped a beat, and he looked out the window along with Gu Mian.

Outside, the sky was somewhat dark, and there were dilapidated houses. Not long ago, you could see a platform with vendors selling things on it.

Thinking of this, Han Shan suddenly seemed to understand something, and his expression became stern: "Players cannot be in the same carriage at the same time, but they can board the same platform when the train stops!"

Just then, an announcement suddenly came over the loudspeaker in the carriage—

"Attention passengers, we are about to enter a tunnel area. Power to the train will be temporarily cut off. Please prepare accordingly."

Han Shan asked with a slightly puzzled tone, "Cut off the power?"

Not long after he asked that question, Gu Mian suddenly felt the light around him dim, and he felt as if he had gone blind.

An eerie silence fell over the surroundings, broken only by the rumble of the train.

But just then, Gu Mian suddenly heard another faint sound, which seemed to be the rumble of another train.

The sound came from behind, then quickly passed them, and then sped off forward.

At this moment, Gu Mian felt as if the train she was on had slowed down.

The lights in the carriages didn't come on again until we emerged from the dark tunnel, and the train began to slowly pick up speed.

Han Shan, standing before him, frowned deeply: "Did you... hear anything just now?"

Gu Mian nodded slightly: "It seems like a car passed by us, and it overtook us very quickly?"

At that moment, voices came from both of their walkie-talkies simultaneously. It was Guigu: "Hey Lieutenant, did you receive any strange orders just now?"

This man practically treated the public walkie-talkie as his private line with Hanshan, always speaking to the lieutenant as if no one else was around.

The Angel of Death continued, "A young woman came to the counter earlier and asked me... for two pounds of raw meat, but we don't have any of that in the warehouse..."

These words seemed to resonate with Guigu: "Me too, I came all the way to the counter to ask for it, but it was a bald man."

At this point, other voices gradually came in, which could be summarized in three words—"Me too."

Since Gu Mian didn't speak, Gui Gu's puzzled voice came: "Doctor, didn't you receive this strange order?"

Gu Mian looked at Han Shan in front of her, then turned to look at the counter some distance away: "Are all your orders processed by passengers who personally go to the counter to tell you their names?"

The others were slightly taken aback, realizing that it seemed to be true.

At this moment, Gu Mian touched her chin and looked away: "I haven't been back to the counter for a while."

Ah, the number of chapters owed hasn't decreased but increased; today it's reached a terrifying 115 chapters! I really haven't been slacking off; I've been working hard to write...

Thank you to Zongranfeng and laz落叶 for the generous donations ╮(￣▽￣“)╭

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