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Chapter 211 I heard that everyone can't post comments in this chapter!
"Attention passengers, the train is about to arrive at the third stop, Chengdu. The train will stop for one minute. Passengers who wish to disembark, please prepare in advance."

This is probably the stop where protagonists are everywhere.

Gu Mian shifted her gaze to the passenger area, only to see that no one wanted to get off at this stop.

At that moment, the voice of the Angel of Death came through the walkie-talkie: "Um, Doctor, I saw someone standing over your counter for a long time."

Because the Angel of Death was in carriage number five, which was right next to Gu Mian's, she could see what was happening at Gu Mian's counter.

“I think those passengers probably wanted raw meat too… Doctor, are you planning to come back?” The Angel of Death’s voice was hesitant.

Everyone except Gu Mian received orders for raw meat, but they didn't have any of it in their warehouses.

The passengers who placed their orders are now back in their seats waiting. If it takes too long, something terrible could happen.

So not going back to the counter is a better option right now, but nobody knows what will happen if you don't go to the counter for a long time.

Suo Qingqiu's hesitant voice came: "By the way, wouldn't it be inappropriate not to go back to the counter?"

"That's really not good." Gu Mian touched her chin, then turned off the walkie-talkie to avoid being overheard by passengers when she returned from crossing the passenger area.

Han Shan gripped his pen: "You're planning to go back?"

At this moment, Han Shan's walkie-talkie was still on, and Gu Mian heard Gui Gu's voice coming from it.

His voice was urgent: "Lieutenant, I can't get any raw meat! Am I supposed to cut it off myself?"

Hanshan picked up the walkie-talkie: "Don't rush, we'll get off and check when we arrive at the next stop."

Guigu seemed quite surprised: "Get off the bus? Can we get off?"

Then Guigu seemed to be rummaging through something for several seconds before his voice came through: "Yes, there is indeed no rule here that the conductors cannot get off the train; now I know what that vendor at the last stop was doing, he was helping us replenish the restaurant's warehouse. As long as we get back on the train before it starts moving, we can do it!"

Guigu's words gave others a hint.

The group began to study the feasibility of this idea.

The voice of the Angel of Death came through: "Since there's no rule against crew members getting off the train, we should be able to get off and replenish our cargo at the next stop. But will there be vendors setting up stalls at the next stop? And selling things like raw meat..."

Guigu replied, "Since he's there, there must be a reason for him to be there. We'll find out when we get off the bus."

Angel of Death then added, "Even if there are vendors at every station, even if they sell raw meat, can they supply enough for all seven carriages of passengers at the same time?"

Han Shan was silent for a few seconds: "I'm afraid not."

This could very well be the catalyst for players to slaughter each other.

With goods in short supply, if you want your wagon to have enough cargo, you'll probably have to compete with other players for resources.

Ultimately, it might even escalate to the point where other players become resources.

The malice was far too obvious. Han Shan gripped his pen; he didn't really want to follow the malicious plot presented in the dungeon.

But there is no choice now.

Passengers have already placed orders for two kilograms of raw meat. If they don't get off at the station to restock, they'll probably die even sooner...

Thinking of this, he looked up at Gu Mian.

The doctor carrying the chainsaw had turned around, seemingly wanting to go back to the counter.

But then, Hanshan saw him suddenly stop and turn around.

"What's wrong?" Han Shan squeezed the pen in his hand.

Gu Mian glanced at the pen in his hand: "I overheard something strange in the passenger area just now. I was about to say it, but I was interrupted..."

Han Shan frowned: "What is it?"

Gu Mian glanced at his pen again: "You seem to really enjoy fiddling with this pen when you're talking."

Han Shan Song loosened his grip: "So this is what you discovered?"

"No," Gu Mian shook her head and began to get down to business: "I just heard a girl say that when she entered the station, she seemed to see someone who looked exactly like her."

People who look exactly alike?
Han Shan frowned again.

Gu Mian glared at him, really wanting to catch a fly and put it on him. But there weren't many flies to catch here, so Gu Mian tightened her grip on her guitar and walked towards the counter.

He strode into the passenger area.

The passengers remained behaving normally, with nothing unusual happening.

A passenger who was reading a newspaper seemed tired. He put the newspaper on the small table in front of him and then lay down to sleep.

Gu Mian glanced down at him as she passed by.

The newspaper featured a large, eye-catching headline—

[A 50-year-old building has suddenly appeared on the streets of Chengdu. It is understood that the building was demolished last year.]

The newspaper seemed to be provided on the train, as many passengers were holding the same newspaper.

Gu Mian didn't linger. He raised his head and walked towards the counter.

When he had walked about halfway, he saw the figure standing in front of the counter.

She was a middle-aged woman. He had noticed her before; when Gu Mian delivered the orange juice soda, this woman stood up and walked towards the back of the car.

It now appears that she didn't want to use the restroom, but rather wanted to order food.

Gu Mian took a few more steps forward, and now he could see the Killing Angel in carriage number five.

At this moment, the Angel of Death was standing at the very front of carriage number five, seemingly tidying up something, but Gu Mian noticed that her eyes kept drifting in their direction, clearly paying attention to them.

After Gu Mian went over, she saw that the Angel of Death seemed to have a surprised expression, but this expression did not last long before she hid it and continued to secretly observe the fourth carriage.

She clearly hadn't expected Gu Mian to return to the counter so decisively.

At this moment, Gu Mian had already walked to the counter. The woman seemed to have been waiting there for a long time.

The woman's face was somewhat pale, and fine beads of sweat were constantly seeping from her forehead.

Gu Mian didn't know what season it was in this instance, but the train was air-conditioned, keeping the temperature at a comfortable level; judging from that, the person in front of her seemed a bit too hot.

"Hello," Gu Mian strode over, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

The woman turned her head with some difficulty to look at Gu Mian.

At this moment, that face became even clearer in Gu Mian's eyes.

Pale, or rather, deathly pale, with bloodshot eyes and a seemingly bloodless mouth; sweat soaked his bangs.

A few strands of hair clung tightly to his sweaty forehead, making him look somewhat eerie.

She managed to say with difficulty, "Meat... two jin, two jin of meat, raw."

The killing angel not far away stiffened for a moment.

She recalled that when the passengers in her carriage placed orders for two pounds of raw meat, their expressions didn't seem so terrifying.

Why is it that when it comes to this doctor...

The Angel of Death frowned. Was it because the wait had been too long?
At this moment, Gu Mian had already walked behind the counter and glanced at the flight attendant's handbook.

Flight attendants should try their best to fulfill passengers' orders and should not refuse them.

I glanced at the passenger list on the counter again.

Overview of carriage number four of the 'Time Escape' train.

Passengers: 31

There were 32 human figures sitting in the passenger area of ​​his carriage.

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