The Head Was Chopped Off in His Sleep

The Head Was Chopped Off in His Sleep

The Conductor smiled and moved on to the next person.

With Xu Huo setting the example, the other Players were generous with their tips and red envelopes too—there was no point offending the Conductor over such a small amount of money.

Of course, some people didn't tip. The blonde Player was one of them. Not only did she leave no tip, she didn't order a set meal either, asking for only a bowl of noodles.

The Conductor didn't react. He walked away with the same expression as before.

"Doesn't seem like such a big deal to me." The elderly man who'd given a gift package shook his head ruefully.

"You seem pretty well-off." The Player who sold medicine sat down beside Xu Huo and introduced himself. "I'm Xiao Xianglin. Hey, brother, how about we be friends? We might even be getting off at the same station."

"Yu Cong." Xu Huo looked at the Player with the backpack across from him. The man spoke up. "Xu Jinfeng."

Aside from his name, he didn't seem inclined to say anything else. He put on his headphones and closed his eyes to rest.

Xiao Xianglin chatted with Xu Huo for a couple of minutes and revealed that he was heading to the Great World at Sea. When he learned Xu Huo was too, he smiled and said, "We might even run into the same Dungeon. I'll be counting on you to look out for me."

"Likewise. I'll be counting on you too." Xu Huo replied politely.

Three hours into the train ride, the Conductor pushed a dining cart into the carriage.

Except for the blonde Player, everyone ordered the five-thousand set meal. Players who'd given a gift also received an extra portion of pudding, which the