"Ding, congratulations on triggering a hidden mission to kill the psychopathic killer hiding among the crowd."
"Mission details: Kill the psychopathic killer in reality before the vehicle arrives at the terminal station."
"Mission reward: Obtain the fare from the woman's scream, an E-rank general passive skill 'Specter Nemesis', and keep the fare for yourself."
This was the latest hidden mission activated by one of his passengers.
An E-rank general passive skill—although the specifics of the skill were unknown, it seemed like a skill that could inflict damage on spiritual bodies. If Miao had not been fully aware of the preciousness of this type of skill before, after this journey, he had come to completely understand its value.
Passive skills are truly king!
For all supernaturals, skills that don't require active activation mean you can never have too many, and they increase in experience naturally without the need to grind for experience points.
Especially this kind of special passive skill; while it's E-rank, its value is several times higher.
...
At this moment, the bus was filled with passengers, with every seat occupied, and even more passengers standing inside, some holding onto overhead handles, some clutching their seats—it was a bustling scene.
A quick sweep of the eyes.
At least forty people.
The bus was clearly overloaded, but this did not affect its speed in the slightest.
Meanwhile, Chen Miao also received information he had asked Hungry Monkey and others to investigate: ticket collectors were rarely found in the Hell Bus event, and even fewer lived to tell the tale.
It was said that many died at the hands of passengers.
Some passengers tried to board the bus, and when the ticket collectors refused them, they ended up dead after fighting with the passengers.
Others allowed the passengers on, but it was said that at the terminal station, they died because the passengers didn't pay the fare.
Reading this message, Chen Miao roughly understood that the one who died at the terminal station must have been someone without external help to complete his mission, which highlighted the benefits of having one's own force. Without his own force, facing a situation that required others to work on one's behalf, he would have been utterly helpless.
By now, most of his passengers' missions had been completed.
"By the way..."
Something suddenly occurred to Old Gao, and he looked towards the young man from Jingjiu City, the Insect Tribe Priest, amidst the crowd, and smiled, "Thank you. I've encountered people from Jingjiu City before, and they were quite arrogant. You're different. You're a good person. Thanks for those few times."
In those stops, the Insect Tribe Priest had played a critical role, relying on the Insect Sea to help them through multiple crises.
"No problem."
The young man from Jingjiu City shook his head calmly: "Not every rich person is arrogant. My father used to be, but after becoming a billionaire, he told me to always keep a low profile when away from home."
"Never offend anyone lightly, and never think you're unbeatable."
"Always remember you're trash."
"Oh?"
Old Gao was slightly taken aback and looked surprised: "Your father adopted a unique educational style, becoming more humble after earning his fortune, unlike his proud demeanor before?"
"No, before he became a billionaire, my father owned tens of billions in assets. However, his arrogance led to offending the wrong people, many deaths in the family, and barely avoiding complete ruin. Afterward, his fortunes plummeted to mere hundreds of millions, so strapped for cash that he couldn't even afford to buy a Level Up package for a newborn."
"I didn't receive a level package either, climbing up step by step on my own."
"Only in recent years have things slowly begun to improve. Since then, my father has always reminded me to keep a low profile when out and about."
"Hmm... that's good."
Old Gao nodded, fell silent and did not speak. Struggling to afford a Level Up package for a newborn—that was unbelievable, wasn't it?
Such was an old tradition in Jingjiu City.
He was aware.
Spending tens of millions to boost a newborn directly to level fifteen or above, born superior to others—what's the use of turning a newborn into a level fifteen or above supernatural being? Not much really.
It simply meant the baby had a better physical constitution and was less prone to illness.
And above all, it was about status—such a practice was a symbol of a family's heritage and wealth.