Orbital Storm

Chapter 812: Orbital Storm

The atmosphere on the train was fairly pleasant during the day. When Xu Huo and Yan Jiayu returned from getting something to eat, the middle-aged woman who had been enthusiastically pitching her wares had also come back to the carriage. There was a little bruise at the corner of her mouth, though, so she had clearly run into trouble in another carriage.

Getting a minor injury when players crossed paths was no big deal. The middle-aged woman didn't care what anyone thought of her and cheerfully came over to Yan Jiayu to share some food.

Yan Jiayu wasn't stingy. She even struck up a conversation with her. "Do you only do business on the train?"

"Sometimes I do it in Dungeons, too," the middle-aged woman said. "Can't help it. I was in sales before I became a player, and that's all I know how to do. I make a little money to buy Potions. Otherwise, I find players who look easygoing and ask them to take me along. If I didn't, I'd have died in the game ages ago."

"Then you've met nothing but good people," Yan Jiayu said with a cheerful smile.

The middle-aged woman nodded. "Exactly. That's why I say there are still more good people in the world. You're nice, too, miss. If it weren't for you, I might have gone hungry today."

"You can't even afford a bowl of rice?" the curly-haired female player in front of them asked, turning around. "You sold quite a few things just now."

The middle-aged woman sighed. "Small profits, but a steady turnover. Besides, I have a family now, so I need to save up to support them. Missing a meal or two is no big deal."

The other players in the carriage didn't feel much