When Bai Zhi finally crossed the road paved with bones and returned to the roadside, the rumbling sounds coming from the ground gradually stopped.
When he turned back and looked towards the way he came, everything behind him was merged into the dead darkness, as if nothing had happened before.
"That kind of thing..."
Recalling the huge mouth of the abyss that he had seen before, Bai Zhi couldn't help but frown slightly.
At this moment, the door behind him opened, the lights inside the bus also turned on, and the driver's plain voice came from the driver's seat.
"Guest, do you want to get in the car? There are still about five minutes until the end of this tour."
"Can I ask you some questions?"
Looking back at the driver, Bai Zhi turned around and walked into the car.
"For example, what exactly is this place? Or..."
"This is the entrance to hell. I should have told you this three hours ago."
Interrupting him abruptly, the driver replied.
"This guest, being too curious may make you die faster. It's best to learn to control your curiosity. Please return to your seat after paying the fare. The bus will leave soon."
"..."
Squinting his eyes slightly, Bai Zhi turned his head and looked towards the car behind him.
When he jumped off the bus from the window, the entire bus was filled with pieces of meat and the lingering strong smell of blood. However, it only took about three hours for the entire bus to explode. It was restored to its original cleanliness.
Not to mention the scattered pieces of meat and blood on the ground, not even the slightest smell of blood appeared. However, when Bai Zhi's eyes touched the driver's back seat, his pupils shrank involuntarily.
In the row of seats behind the driver's seat, an old woman was sitting. Next to the old woman was a bulging sack.
Seeing that his eyes were focused on her, the old woman reached out and untied the sack next to her, revealing the empty dark space inside, and then gave him a weird smile.
"The fare for this guest is three hundred Hades coins."
"Is the conductor... resurrected again? Or is it simply... "
While thinking this in his mind, Bai Zhi counted out 300 Ming coins and threw them into the sack. Then he raised his feet and walked towards the last row of seats where he was sitting when he came.
This journey was too bizarre, and he still needed to think about some things.
When leaving here and walking towards the last row, he deliberately paid attention to the sack... There were no legs growing from the bottom of the sack.
… … … … … … … … … …
Soon, Bai Zhi arrived at the window seat in the last row where he had been sitting when he arrived.
I didn't find anything unusual during the journey, it just seemed like an ordinary bus...if you ignore the environment outside the bus.
Everything in the car seemed to have been refreshed. The traces on the glass windows that he had previously pried open with a knife had disappeared, and the windows could not be opened as always after the car door was closed.
Soon, the bus turned around and started.
After supporting his chin with one hand and staring at the changing scenery outside the window for a while, he turned his gaze back from the window and began to count the gains of his trip on a blank sheet of paper.
To talk about the biggest gain, it is natural that there are still a lot of remaining ghost coins. He earned a total of 890 points before, and then Lin He lost his 300 points to him, making the total to about 1190 points.
However, since he spent 400 points to buy a skill card in the paper man's shop, and spent another 300 points on the fare, he currently has a balance of 490 ghost coins in his hand, which is 4900 points when converted into game currency.
—Considering that he previously completed a novice mission and a game, he only received a total of about 1,000 game currency points, which can be regarded as a huge sum of money.
However, considering that this currency can only be exchanged unilaterally, and that he is likely to come back here again in the future, Bai Zhi took the remaining 490 Ming coins back into his backpack.
Each player's backpack column has a total of 30 storage spaces, and can carry items no more than ten times the player's own weight. Bai Zhi divided the backpack column into three parts, and the first ten spaces are used to store important items. , such as land deeds and equipment, the middle ten spaces are used to store food and some necessities, and the last ten spaces are just some sundries... such as the severed hand from before.
After putting those hell coins into the first ten spaces of the inventory, Bai Zhi took out the silver-white pistol.
No matter how much of Lin He's last words were true and how much were false, Bai Zhi would definitely do what he promised to the other party.
...Although he didn't know the name of the other party's sister.
[Item name: Glory]
[Type: Weapon]
[Quality: Rare]
[Weight: 1.8kg]
[Loading capacity: 6 rounds]
[Durability: 70/240]
[Special Effect ①: Brilliance. The bullets fired from the muzzle will be attached with the power of light, causing burn damage to supernatural creatures]
[Special Effect ②: Accurate. The first bullet hit rate is 100%]
[Special Effect ③: Critical hit. Six special bullets are automatically generated every eight hours. The damage caused by special bullets is doubled. Special bullets can be stored for up to twelve rounds]
[Consumption: 10/20 psychic energy/each shot]
[Equipment conditions: Strength greater than or equal to 10]
[Note: My bullets can turn—the legendary gun fighting technique! ! !]
"Well… "
Looking at the description of the silver-white pistol in front of him, Bai Zhi's mouth suddenly couldn't help but twitch slightly.
Although there is only one level difference between the common level and the rare level, the gap at this level is huge. The price of ordinary level items will not exceed 2,000 game coins at most, while the rare level items will not exceed 2,000 game coins. The minimum selling price of items will not be less than 2,000.
According to Bai Zhi's estimation, if this pistol were auctioned in an auction house, it would sell for at least 3,000. After all, this pistol only comes with three special effects. If it weren't for the fact that the ammunition capacity was too small and only had 6 rounds, the price would be at least 5,000.
Of course, the reason for Bai Zhi's silence was not this, but the unusually conspicuous equipment conditions.
His Strength attribute was initially at seven points, but has since been raised to eight points due to proper training - it is not too difficult to improve from a failing level to an average level.
But even so, he is still two points short of the minimum equipment requirement of ten points of strength...
Volume 1: The gap between fiction and reality: Chapter 76 Chapter 74 [Street Writer]
To a certain extent, the "Bus to Hell" that Bai Zhi boarded this time can be called a strange incident, but this strange incident is specifically targeted at players.
Regarding the existence of that town, it is obviously prepared for the player group. Not to mention that only dead people and players can board that bus. Even if ordinary people really go to that town, their fate is estimated It will be like Xu Feng.
Bai Zhi's previous level was LV 4 (250/600). When he upgraded from LV 3 to LV 4, he gained a free attribute point. However, in order to learn the perfect skill, he added that free attribute point to In terms of perception, coupled with the previous training that has improved his strength a little, his current attribute values are as follows.
[Strength: 8]
[Agility: 8]
[Physique: 6+2]
[Intelligence: 15]
[Perception: 13+1]
[Charm: 15]
[reason:? ? ?]
Looking at Sanba's main attributes, the symmetrical secondary attributes, and the unknown attributes of the question mark... Bai Zhi felt that he must have obsessive-compulsive disorder.
This "Bus to Hell" ghost story incident did not bring him any gain in experience points. The bulk of the gain was mainly in the items and skills obtained.
With a tired look on his face, Bai Zhi put the [Glory] that he could no longer use into his backpack, and took out the skill card he had exchanged for 400 ghost coins from the paper man.
[Skill Name: Street Writer]
[Type: Special]
[Level: Rare]
[Effectiveness: As a writer, you must work hard to write a good story that satisfies you no matter how hard you try. Self-consistent logic and smooth writing are the most basic requirements. Make up a short story with the target as the protagonist. If the story is logical and the setting is easy to accept, then the same thing as the story content will eventually happen to the target.]
[Consumption: Spiritual energy consumption depends on the story and the strength gap between the two targets]
[Learning conditions: Intelligence 15 points and above]
[Remarks: I’m jumping on the street again, ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong !]
[Tradable]
"Hmm... the description of this skill is quite mysterious..."
After staring back and forth at the introduction of this skill card for several minutes, and after thinking about it for a while, Bai Zhi directly chose to learn it.
Psionics are basically a standard feature that will appear after becoming a player. The specific calculation method and growth method are related to the two attributes of intelligence and perception. The specific calculation formula is (intelligence + perception) x10.
Take Bai Zhi as an example. His spiritual energy is 290 points. Most ordinary players' spiritual energy is basically in the range of 200 to 300. The recovery speed of spiritual power varies from person to person.
After he was sure that he had finished studying, he stared at his hands and pondered the words in his mind, before Bai Zhi started to speak.
"On the weekend, you planned to go back to the orphanage to visit the old director and boarded a big black bus. The driver ripped you off a lot of money. When you were sitting in the last row of the bus feeling sorry for yourself, you suddenly found yourself Suddenly there was a large piece of gold in your hand... Tsk, you found a wallet lost by a previous guest under your seat."
After telling this little story, Bai Zhi first looked at the consumption of spiritual energy, and then found that the original spiritual energy value of 290 points had been reduced to 280.
Raising his eyebrows, Bai Zhi bent down and took out a wallet from under his seat.
"It is too difficult to realize a story that is too outrageous, requires a lot of spiritual energy, or even cannot be told at all. There is no problem with a short story with smooth logic... This skill is a bit like saying what you say."
Looking at the wallet in his hand, Bai Zhi nodded thoughtfully after a brief pause, having already imagined various uses of this skill in his mind.
On a larger scale, this is a way to follow one's words. On a smaller scale, this is also a small wish-fulfillment device. For example, with this skill, he can pick up wallets on the bus every day...
After sorting out these, Bai Zhi finally took out the small emerald green box. This small box is a very common round box, but according to the system's recognition, it is also a special piece of equipment.
[Item name: Dawn Storage Box]
[Type: special props]
[Quality: Rare]
[Special Effect ①: Storage. Items with a maximum weight of no more than 100kg can be placed inside]
[Special Effect ②: Key. Once the storage box is closed by the stored items, it can only be opened by the designated person designated when the storage box is closed]
[Consumption: None]
[Equipment conditions: None]
[Note: Friends, have you ever heard of a box that is absolutely impossible to open? Chenxi storage box is safe and reliable, bringing warmth to your home~]
After staring at the introduction of these items for a while, Bai Zhi took a breath and put the storage box away.
What Lin He said before was not wrong. What he said was indeed correct. This storage box was indeed prepared by him for his sister, but the time for preparing this storage box should be before he became a fallen species.
"I hope your name and appearance are correct, otherwise I don't know how to find your sister... After all, you can't just run up to a woman and ask her to open the box, right?"
Yawning, looking at the scenery outside that had gradually become normal for some time, Bai Zhi leaned back on the back of the chair with his slightly tired body.
Although only about three hours had passed, in the past three hours, he had been walking a tightrope almost every minute, walking on the edge between overturning and not overturning.
Almost every shop there is full of hidden murderous intentions. It’s no wonder that so many players are trapped there. Being caught and killed by the clown in the maze is quite satisfying. The most terrifying thing is being fucked by that doll. Turned into a doll, the soul was imprisoned in the doll's body to undergo eternal torture...
In the past three hours, he had to maintain a state of mental tension at all times. Now that he was finally out of danger, the mental fatigue followed like a surging tide. Waves came to mind.
"Obviously it's a rare weekend, but when I go out, I encounter something like this. It's really..."
Picking up the cell phone that had regained signal and looking at the time, Bai Zhi squinted his eyes slightly.
"If I count the time, I should have almost reached the orphanage by now. I don't know if the driver will be kind enough to take me there..."
Volume One: The Gap between Illusion and Reality: Chapter 77 Chapter 75: Super Grudge
If there is a chance that things will go bad, no matter how small the possibility, it will happen.
-The name of this law is Murphy's Law.
Although it took about an hour to take this hell bus to the town at the entrance to hell, it only took less than 20 minutes to get back from there.
Seeing that the scenery outside the window gradually returned to normal from the weird and distorted painting style, and other cars appeared on the road, Bai Zhi couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
It's just that he didn't relax for a long time. Looking at the changes in the surrounding scenery, his expression involuntarily became extremely serious. When the hell bus finally stopped, Bai Zhi His complexion has become quite ugly.
—He never thought that the driver of this hell bus would be such an insidious person.
After getting off the bus, Bai Zhi looked at the bus station where he had set out. After a moment of silent silence, Bai Zhi turned around and prepared to argue with the driver with a long neck.