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Chapter 212: Startled awake from a deathbed, another short and weak update.

"Excuse me," Gu Mian said, standing behind the counter and looking at the pale-faced woman in front of her. "What did you say you wanted? I didn't hear you clearly."

His face clearly showed that he hadn't heard clearly.

The Angel of Death paused for a moment. She could hear it from so far away, so how could the doctor not have heard it clearly?
At this moment, the woman standing in front of the counter opened her mouth again.

She seemed extremely tired; even opening her mouth was difficult for her. Gu Mian saw large beads of sweat gather on her forehead, slide down her wide-open eyes, and then trickle down her pale cheeks.

This face looks particularly terrifying now.

The woman weakly opened her mouth: "I want two pounds of meat..."

Just then, the announcement came over the loudspeaker again: "We have arrived at the third stop, Chengdu. The train will stop for one minute. Passengers who wish to disembark, please do so as soon as possible."

The mechanical announcement drowned out the woman's voice.

Because of the broadcast, Angel of Death couldn't hear what the woman behind the counter was saying.

She paused for a moment, then looked towards Gu Mian.

They only have one minute to stop, and if they want to get off to resupply, they must do so within that minute. Time is of the essence, so it's best for them to get off now.

Although she wanted to stay and watch the excitement, the situation didn't allow it.

The Angel of Death turned slightly and glanced at the woman behind the counter. The woman's face was even more terrifying, almost like that of a dead person who had been dead for several days.

This is absolutely not the expression a living person should have.

Upon seeing that terrifying face, the Angel of Death's hand trembled slightly. She began to look away, muttering as she did so, "Now all I can do is take orders."

Who can refuse a ghost's request?
She didn't plan to stay here to see the doctor or take orders; time was of the essence, and she had to get off the bus immediately.

As the Angel of Death pondered this, she turned and headed towards the carriage door.

But just as she was about to turn around, she saw an astonishing scene.

The doctor pushed the train manifest on the counter toward the woman and then inexplicably laughed.

Immediately afterwards, the Angel of Death saw the doctor stretch out his hand, a very long hand that reached right up to the horrified woman, almost touching her face.

What's going on? Her scalp tingled slightly.

She has experienced many dungeons so far, and she has seen many instances of ghosts stretching their pale hands out in front of players; but a player stretching out their hand so far, almost touching the ghost's face, is unique to her. She swears that this is the first time she has encountered such a situation.

Just then, she heard the doctor say something even more shocking.

He stretched out his long arm, a friendly smile on his face, and then uttered two words: "Ticket check."

The Angel of Death stopped in its tracks.

The ticket for the ghost collector, that's really something—

and many more?

Just then, she suddenly realized something and looked at Gu Mian in shock.

The terrifying woman's eyes widened even more, but she remained silent. Half a second later, the Angel of Slaughter saw her trembling, take several steps back, and then turn and rush into the toilet behind her.

I see……

Meanwhile, Han Shan and his companions had already arrived at the platform.

Guigu seemed afraid that the train would keep moving as soon as he got off, so he hesitated for a while before quickly running over after seeing Hanshan's figure on the platform.

At this point, four players had gathered on the platform.

Hanshan in carriage number three.

Guiguzi in carriage number one.

Locked in carriage number six, Qingqiu.

There's also Xiao Tiantian, a middle-aged man in carriage number two.

Sure enough, there were vendors on the platform at this station. A figure was squatting not far away, with a colorful array of things displayed in front of him. At that moment, the balding Xiaotian was looking around and asking, "By the way, aren't the other three planning to get off?"

Han Shan held a pen in his hand and paused slightly: "The doctor may have just received an order for raw meat, so there's not much of a rush."

Suo Qingqiu raised her hand: "Mr. Fang Xiang has injured his leg and cannot get out of the car, so he asked me to help him bring some things back."

By this time, the four of them had already reached the vendor.

It's late at night, and the platform is pitch black, with only a few streetlights providing illumination.

Suo Qingqiu was initially afraid that the vendor was some kind of terrifying creature, but upon closer inspection, she saw that the vendor looked like a normal person, although his eyes always seemed to be gleaming.

It's better to have eyes that gleam with greed than eyes that gleam with lust. Everyone else breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the vendor who looked like a normal person.

In reality, they weren't quite sure how to buy things from this vendor, because the copy didn't give them any money.

"Hello!" The vendor squatted on the ground, looked up at them with a smile, and said, "Do you need anything? We have everything here."

At this moment, Suo Qingqiu was holding a walkie-talkie, seemingly speaking to Fang Xiang: "Mr. Fang Xiang, here are some orange juice and soda, is there anything you'd like me to take back? It's best not to take too much, otherwise I won't be able to carry it all..."

But there was no sound from the walkie-talkie. Not only was there no Fang Xiang's voice, but there was no sound from anyone else either. It was as if there was no signal. Suo Qingqiu called out again in confusion, "Mr. Fang Xiang? Mr. Fang Xiang?"

Han Shan glanced at Suo Qingqiu behind him, then turned to the vendor in front of him and asked, "What's the price?"

The vendor seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then waved his hand: "What price? I'm just someone the train company sent here to supply goods. Why would I charge you? Just take whatever you want."

"But..." He suddenly changed the subject, "I have a limited amount of things here. Once they're all gone, there won't be any left. You'd better distribute them carefully."

Is that really the case? Han Shan gripped the pen in his hand tightly.

Provide resources that are in short supply, and then let players fight each other for them.

The vendor on the ground continued, "But don't worry, you can make reservations. You can order what you need at this stop, and I can have the people at the next stop prepare everything. When you arrive at the next stop, you'll have everything you need."

As he spoke, he pulled out something that looked like a tablet: "See this menu? It's just like ordering food at a hotel, but you have to indicate at the end which carriage you ordered from, otherwise it will be difficult to distribute... By the way, didn't you guys make a reservation at the last stop?"

It wasn't just that they didn't make a reservation, they practically didn't even get off the bus.

Han Shan didn't answer the question, but looked down at him: "No matter how much stuff is ordered, can it be prepared for the next stop?"

"Of course," the vendor said, patting his chest.

Han Shan frowned again. This was strange. The resources were plentiful... Wasn't this instance meant for players to fight over resources?
Guigu spoke up: "Raw meat is fine too?"

The vendor smiled and said, "Of course, I have a few bags right now."

As he spoke, he opened a black plastic box next to him and showed it to Hanshan and the others.

Experienced people can recognize that the meat inside is pork hind leg.

"If you want them, here you go first," the vendor said, handing out a tablet. "Time's almost up, so use this to place your order. Just a heads up, it's best to order a lot at once, because you can only pick them up at the next stop if you order from this one, and there might not be enough stock in between."

Han Shan was still frowning deeply. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Xiaotian immediately caught the tablet and started tapping away.

Guigu glanced at him and saw that he had ordered twenty catties of meat and other things at once. Finally, he selected carriage number two at the end of the carriage and submitted the order.

After making the reservation, he picked up a black plastic bag, rolled up some other things, and ran towards the train, probably because he was afraid the train might leave at any moment and felt safer on it.

At that moment, a voice came from the train: "The train will depart again in half a minute. Passengers who wish to disembark, please disembark immediately."

Guigu was startled by the sound, thinking the train was about to depart.

Half a minute left.

At this moment, Suo Qingqiu took the tablet, seemingly wanting to help Fang Xiang make a reservation.

The vendor glanced at her: "You have to place an order in person."

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