Pfft!
Pfft!
Pfft!
Large amounts of blood splattered everywhere, even landing on several nearby passengers.
But no one dared to wipe it.
The more than twenty passengers in the carriage were shocked and terrified by this bloody and shocking scene.
They were not unfamiliar with dead people.
I've been in the supernatural world for a month now, and many of my companions have died at the hands of vengeful ghosts.
In addition, the village they lived in was not a complete beginner village; there were "veterans" who had entered the supernatural world six months ago, and through their interactions, they gained more knowledge about the supernatural world.
Therefore, each of them thinks they are ruthless, "socialites," and superior to others from other newcomer villages.
In the nearby chat channels, you can often see people from Village 380 giving their opinions, saying that this person is too young, or that person doesn't understand the cruelty of the supernatural world.
They all seem to have become seasoned veterans.
However, what happened on the train today brought them back to reality.
Take it alive!
This word, which I used to only see in movies or books, has actually happened before my eyes.
This completely exceeded their psychological limits!
Jiang Qiao, who was sitting in the last row, was also somewhat taken aback when he saw this scene.
"This guy looks like an ordinary person, and I didn't sense any strange aura when he made his move."
"He looks like... a martial arts master?"
The moment the flight attendant appeared, he suspected that this guy might kill someone.
However, he never expected that the other party's method of killing would be so simple and brutal, directly dismembering the person.
"This fat man is completely unable to move, and he can't even make a sound. It's like he's been acupunctured in a novel."
"This shows that he was still affected by supernatural forces."
"I just didn't notice..."
This train is even more mysterious than a bus, and it's not difficult for the train attendants to trick people silently.
Moreover, the opponent was just a nobody below level two.
Perhaps the City God incident had thickened Jiang Qiao's nerves. He showed no concern whatsoever, instead focusing his attention on the "three yuan."
A ticket costs three yuan.
"This money is definitely not banknotes in the ordinary sense; it must be ghost money."
Jiang Qiao's eyes flickered several times.
"I just don't know which type of coin these three ghost money coins correspond to?"
He currently has no more coins made by fifth- or sixth-tier ghosts, but he still has more than ten third- and fourth-tier coins, as well as fifty first- and second-tier coins.
"I used to use a second-tier coin when I took the bus."
"Trains are always more expensive than buses, right?"
"Give it three in a bit?"
He didn't want to get into a conflict with this guy; he just wanted to get back to the real world as soon as possible.
Things that can be solved with money aren't really problems.
...
"Sir, please show me your ticket..."
A kind and respectful voice rang out again in the carriage, sounding very polite.
But everyone felt a chill run down their spines.
Those "parts" neatly stacked on the ground are still steaming hot.
"I don't have a ticket either..."
"I forgot to bring money. Can I pay with something else?"
The one who was approached this time was one of the three Awakened Ones who were originally in the car.
He was wearing a white shirt, but it had a dusty look, so he looked somewhat like a small-town cadre.
"Other things?"
The flight attendant glanced at him and said:
What will you use instead of money?
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Upon hearing this, the man in the shirt relaxed slightly.
He quickly pulled a small wooden plaque from his pocket and handed it to the flight attendant, saying humbly:
"How about this?"
The flight attendant reached out and took the wooden sign, glanced at it, and was slightly surprised.
However, it didn't say anything, but its gaze passed over the man in the white shirt and looked at the passenger next to him.
"I see. It's not just about using money; you can also use supernatural items to pay."
This action immediately brightened the previously subdued atmosphere in the carriage.
Although they had only been in the supernatural world for a short time, most of them already had one or two not-so-high-end supernatural items.
"These three people really came prepared."
Jiang Qiao glanced at the white shirt.
It's unclear whether this person gathered intelligence beforehand or simply mustered the courage to ask questions on the spot.
"However, since it's a beginner's mission, it certainly won't be a mission that guarantees death."
"Maybe the three-yuan ticket price is even discounted."
With this new idea in mind, everyone took out their supernatural items in advance and handed them over to the train conductor when he came to them, asking to pay the fare difference.
Several passengers quickly obtained their crumpled tickets.
This allowed the others sitting in the back to completely relax and wait for the flight attendant to come and pay their tickets.
However, just as the first four or five people had passed through smoothly and the train attendant was walking towards the middle of the carriage, the train suddenly stopped.
"Passengers, please purchase tickets and board the train."
It said in a cold tone.
The middle-aged man sitting in front of it stood up somewhat nervously:
"I'm...isn't this a ticket purchase..."
As he spoke, he handed over the small wooden sword, no bigger than the palm of his hand.
"Your value isn't enough to offset the ticket price." The attendant's tone remained unchanged, but her eyes were sharp as she looked at the man.
"Not everything can be used as payment for tickets."
As it spoke, it glanced at what the man was holding.
Upon hearing this, the man's face turned pale, and he stammered:
"I...I..."
After seeing the passengers ahead of him exchange tickets, he assumed that any supernatural item could be used as a payment substitute.
I never expected that the value would be insufficient!
However, as a newcomer to the supernatural world, and with bad luck, he only had this one item in his possession.
"It seems the passengers have no money."
The train conductor nodded, his tone turning cold.
The man panicked and was about to speak when the train conductor couldn't wait any longer.
It instantly grabbed the man's arm.
"One ticket for one arm, that's a great deal."
The next second.
The man watched helplessly as his clothes, skin, fat, muscles, and bones were torn apart layer by layer at his shoulder.
Snap!
A crisp sound.
A stream of bright red blood gushed from the wound, splashing directly onto the face of the passenger next to him.
Just like the first passenger.
His arm was torn off by the flight attendant!
The whole process was smooth, but it made most passengers feel like they had fallen into an ice cave.
Jiang Qiao, sitting in the last row, silently watched what was happening in front of him and shook his head slightly.
"The ticket is worth at least three yuan, how could you possibly barter with just anything you bring?"
He had already confirmed from the items traded by the previous passengers that the three coins referred to the second-tier coins.
The only thing that surprised him was that these newcomers from Village No. 380 were quite wealthy.
Several people in front of me actually brought out supernatural items of equal value.
"Village 380…"
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