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Chapter 219 I'm a Cuckoo Spirit, I Feed Myself a Bag of Salt
"From the very beginning, there were more than just us players in this instance. If I'm not mistaken, this should be similar to a group-based competitive instance..."

“We are one group, and the vendors are another group.”

Gu Mian stroked his chin. He had experienced similar group competition scenarios before, and in the end, he had accidentally brought out a host due to careless operation.

Later, the logistics team from that instance inexplicably followed...

But none of this matters.

"However, this division is a bit unfair. The other group seems to have known about our existence for a long time, but we don't know about their existence and can only deduce it from clues. This is a battle between a team in the open and a team in the dark."

Han Shan suddenly spoke up: "This grouping should be based on strength. The weaker side will have more favorable conditions, and the weaker side is also very likely to have an impact on the other side."

Gu Mian continued, "Okay, let's assume we're stronger... I'll start by taking a look. Right now, it's like our two groups are on 'time escape' trains at two different points in time."

The instance twists these two points in time together: we replenish our cargo to meet the passengers' needs, while they pretend to be vendors selling us goods.

I'm actually quite curious about where their goods come from, especially raw meat... But we've also noticed before that passengers in our carriages sometimes disappear. After the first order from a vendor, everyone who placed an order had several fewer passengers in their carriage.

At this moment, Guigu's voice came through the walkie-talkie: "It seems that Suo Qingqiu's voice has disappeared. Are you really not going to pay attention to it? Also, when we were going through the tunnel just now, it felt like something was blowing cold air over my head."

Han Shan glanced down at the walkie-talkie: "I understand."

Guigu: "..."

Gu Mian continued, "Of all the people who have ordered goods, only Gui Gu is still alive. Speaking of which, Gui Gu, can you check how many passengers are left in your carriage?"

After Gu Mian inquired, Gui Gu's voice immediately came through the walkie-talkie: "Thirty-two, only one passenger is missing, and the number is not decreasing..."

Therefore, Guigu's carriage number one is still only missing one person.

Guigu seemed uneasy: "Among those who ordered the goods, I'm the only one still alive. Am I going to be the next one to die?"

Gu Mian replied, "Theoretically speaking, you are indeed next."

Guigu choked for a moment: "I want to understand why ordering goods would lead to death, and we didn't even go to pick up the ordered items later..."

At this moment, the voice of the Angel of Death came out: "I don't have any missing, but the person who ordered raw meat came several times, and I refused them all."

Fang Xiang also spoke up: "Not a single one of you is missing here either."

Gu Mian stroked her chin: "Because no one got off at the last stop to make reservations, the number of passengers didn't decrease further this time?"

Han Shan frowned: "If we pre-order goods, the number of passengers will decrease. What connection do the goods that the vendors give us have with our passengers?"

Gu Mian glanced out the window: "Maybe it's because 'cargo' equals 'passenger'?"

Upon hearing this, Guigu suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Even if the dungeon has incredible abilities, it can't turn a living person into something like orange juice or soda, but he remembered that 'raw meat' was one of the options in the pre-ordered goods.

Turning a living person into raw meat is something most people could do.

The Angel of Death took a deep breath: "You mean, all the raw meat we ordered was sourced from the passengers they killed on the spot?"

Gu Mian nodded into the walkie-talkie: "At first, there should only be one ghost in each of our carriages, a ghost that likes raw meat but is not aggressive..." Just then, the train suddenly announced.

"The fifth stop, Crazy Game City, is approaching. Passengers who wish to disembark, please prepare in advance."

Gu Mian quickened her pace: "This ghost should be considered a trigger. Its purpose is to mislead players into ordering raw meat from vendors. Once we order raw meat from vendors, they will kill the passengers in the corresponding carriages to obtain the raw meat."

"Just like Xiaotian in carriage number two pre-ordered twenty jin of meat, then those twenty jin of meat will also be retrieved from carriage number two."

"Here's a bold guess: although they have the power to kill passengers in the carriage, the decision is actually in our hands. They must be subject to some kind of rule; they can't just kill people if we don't make a reservation."

"That means that as long as we make a reservation, a passenger on the 9 o'clock bus will be killed and their flesh extracted. If the 9 o'clock passenger dies, the corresponding passenger on the 11 o'clock bus will naturally also die... They might even become ghosts and then attack us."

"Suo Qingqiu is missing three of her twenty catties of meat, and Xiao Tiantian should also be missing three. Adding Guigu's one, there should be seven ghosts in our car now. So we've been unsafe ever since someone ordered the raw meat."

Guigu listened in a daze, never expecting this dungeon to be so tricky, pulling them into a trap from the very beginning.

Fang Xiang's voice suddenly came: "They clearly killed the people, so why are the ghosts attacking us?"

Perhaps it's because the other train has a protective mechanism? If the vendor kills someone and the passenger becomes a ghost seeking revenge, this scenario can't continue.

Just then, Han Shan suddenly heard what sounded like light footsteps behind him.

He turned around abruptly and saw that the passenger area was quiet; everyone was sitting lazily in their seats, and no one was moving around in the aisle.

strangeness……

At this moment, the Angel of Death hesitated before speaking: "So there's no way around it now? People who pre-ordered raw meat can only wait in the carriage to be killed by the demons?"

Gu Mian said, "No."

Guigu was agitated upon hearing Gu Mian's denial; he didn't want to die a horrible death in this instance.

But Gu Mian's next words plunged Gui Gu into deep self-doubt: "It's possible that people who haven't made a reservation can also be killed by ghosts."

This situation is even worse than before!

"Why?" Fang Xiang's voice suddenly rose, as if he were very agitated.

Gu Mian recalled the precautions for the instance: "This instance stipulates that two players cannot be in the same carriage, so you don't dare to run into other people's carriages. But ghosts are not players. They are not limited to one carriage. They can run around randomly."

At that moment, light, slow footsteps sounded behind him again, and Hanshan turned around to look.

His gaze passed through his own carriage and landed on Xiaotian's carriage number two. There should have been three ghosts in carriage number two, but now that Xiaotian, the train attendant, had been killed by them, it was time to kill someone else...

The Angel of Death clenched his fist: "So, from the moment someone ordered raw meat... we've been in a dead end, right?"

Just then, the train suddenly slowed down, and at the same time, an announcement came over the loudspeaker.

"The fifth stop, Crazy Game City, has arrived. The train will stop for one minute. Passengers who wish to disembark, please do so as soon as possible."

"Speaking of which," Gu Mian suddenly said, "don't you guys think this train stops a bit too frequently?"

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