Chapter 124: Chapter 123: If you were in ancient times, you would definitely be that hero!

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After the headless woman got on the bus, she surveyed the bus in a circle. With no head, it was a mystery how she managed any visual perception, but it was clear that the woman standing still had discovered all the seats on the bus were taken.

There were simply no seats left.

There were only 18 seats to begin with, minus one Hungry Monkey and one player, but then plus Chen Miao and that unfortunate green-haired turtle guest, resulting in all 18 seats being occupied with no spares.

Eventually, the headless woman slowly moved towards Old Gao, grasped the back of his chair, seemingly resolving to stand for the journey to her destination.

"..."

Stiff with tension, Old Gao, his face turning slightly pale, stood still for a long while. In the end, he couldn't help himself. With a glance at the headless woman beside him, his nerves collapsed, and he stood up with an ugly expression, his hoarse voice quivered, "Sister, it's still a long way to go, you sit, I can stand."

The headless woman's hands waved in the air, seemingly indicating there was no need to give up the seat.

However, Old Gao dared not linger. Standing up, his voice was trembling as if he were about to cry, "It's alright, sister, you sit. We're several stops away from hell, I don't need to sit. I won't last many stops if we keep going like this."

"I might be reincarnated soon."

"That would be nice."

The headless woman didn't insist further, she just sat down and formed a heart with her hands in the air as if to say thank you.

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"Time to work, time to work!!"

Having seen the message in the group, Hungry Monkey immediately dropped the corpse he was handling at Tianmei Community, grabbed his weapon, and charged down to the building entrance, looking at Zhou Shen, who was still pacing, "What are you dawdling for! Let's go!"

"The car is ready."

Zhou Shen spoke hastily as he walked forward, "The route to the destination has been completely sealed off, that's the territory of the Western Third Law Enforcement Bureau. I've already sent my brothers to search for all the homeless people in that area. My suggestion is to kill them all."

"That way we can save as much time as possible!"

"Anyway, a bunch of homeless people, nobody cares about them. If they die, they die in vain."

'Miao, successfully eliminated. If there are any orders, inform us immediately, we'll complete it in the shortest time. Take care in there.'

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"That efficient?"

Chen Miao had just closed the bus door a few minutes prior when he received the notification that the hidden task had been accomplished. A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes. He scratched the back of his head, reflecting on whether he had been too brute force in his problem-solving approach, not leaving enough room for Hungry Monkey and the others to contribute.

They were far more efficient than he had imagined.

Even if he were on the outside now, he definitely couldn't complete this task in five minutes. Not only had they managed to accomplish it within five minutes, but he wouldn't even have been able to find the homeless man in that time.

He stopped pondering over it and continued to lean on the bus door, looking out at the empty road, calling out as energetically as possible.

At this moment, Chen Miao seemed to have completely transformed into a competent bus conductor, calling out ever more enthusiastically. Proving in fact that doing business is really simple: basically, the one who shouts the loudest attracts the most customers.

There were no passengers getting on the bus from the first stop to the second.

However, from the second stop to the third, with his unwavering and hearty calling out, by the time the bus stopped at the third stop, four passengers had boarded, including the headless woman.

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The bus stopped at the platform of the third stop, all the other players disembarked, leaving only Chen Miao sitting on the bus, looking at the three new passengers with an irrepressible smile, nodding and gesturing politely.

The scene was indeed somewhat macabre.

The fares for these three were not small.

One of them paid with a D-level Firearm Skin, which he did not need, but it could be awarded to the most industrious member of the Tomb Guardian Power upon his return—a precious treasure for those below.

Also, Enhancement Stones*100, this fare was quite impressive, and the cause of death was from frustration.

The deceased had been attempting to enhance his Occupational Weapon from +8 to +9, a stage which required a lot of Enhancement Stones and substantial resources, but with a pitiful success rate of only 5%.

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