One Hundred Yuan In

In the span of forty minutes, Mu Rufeng had only one final pallet of Blood Flower Beer left.

Meanwhile, An Lu still had two-fifths of his instant noodles remaining.

Furthermore, as time passed, the changes within the truck would cause An Lu's unloading speed to slow down progressively.

The total unloading time was estimated to be around one hour and twenty minutes.

This meant An Lu had approximately forty minutes of free time.

Of course, An Lu didn't dare to calculate the time too precisely and would definitely finish about ten minutes early.

On Mu Rufeng's side, only eighty minutes of the Scarlet Eyeball unloading time had passed, leaving forty minutes remaining.

As for the Blood Flower Beer, there was even less to worry about.

"Mu Rufeng, you only have forty minutes left, right? Let's see what you're going to do," An Lu chuckled sinisterly.

Hearing this, Mu Rufeng couldn't be bothered to reply. He yawned and walked directly into the Blood Flower Beer truck.

However, after Mu Rufeng arranged the remaining Blood Flower Beer, the truck began to shake violently.

In the next instant, a black mist appeared, eventually transforming into a man with a deathly pale complexion.

"Why are you unloading so fast? Are there three of you unloading?" the Driver shouted sternly.

"Driver Bro, why are you shouting so loud? It's just me unloading. This is the last pallet, could you please move aside?"

Mu Rufeng, who had intended to slack off and sleep here, had a sudden idea upon seeing the Driver appear and immediately spoke up.

"One person? Impossible, that's absolutely impossible. I'm delivering Blood Flower Beer, it's very fragile, it's absolutely impossible to be this fast."

"How did you do it?" the Driver stared intently at Mu Rufeng.

"I'm strong and unload quickly, is there a problem? On the other hand, Driver Bro, if I recall correctly, isn't there something bad that happens if unloading takes less than an hour?"

"Driver Bro, you wouldn't want something like that to happen, would you?" Mu Rufeng smiled and rubbed his thumb and index finger together.

The Driver, who had intended to scare Mu Rufeng, was completely baffled by Mu Rufeng's gesture.

The Driver's gaze fell upon the work ID hanging on Mu Rufeng's chest.

"Nonsense, you must be a new loader. Stay put, I will..."

Before the Driver could finish speaking, Mu Rufeng interrupted him, "Sorry, Driver Bro, please move aside, I need to leave."

As Mu Rufeng spoke, he used the forklift to lift the cargo and then dragged it outwards.

"Wait, wait, I'll give it to you," the Driver panicked, not having time to think much, and quickly stopped him.

Then, he took out a five-yuan bill from his pocket.

"This is Soul Coins, the universal currency in the dungeon world. This is a good thing, take it," the Driver said proudly, handing the five yuan to Mu Rufeng.

"..."

Mu Rufeng didn't even say a word and simply pulled the cargo forward.

"Wait, do you think it's too little? Ten yuan, I'll give you ten yuan."

"Twenty yuan, I'll give you twenty yuan, twenty yuan is a lot!"

Mu Rufeng stopped at the rear of the truck and turned to look at the Driver Bro, slowly saying, "The last driver gave me a hundred yuan. Are you trying to dismiss a beggar?"

The Driver Bro's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this.

"One hundred, one hundred, I'll give you one hundred yuan!" The Driver Bro immediately took out a blood-red hundred-yuan bill.

"Please, make sure to finish unloading later," the Driver said with great heartache.

"Hmm, that's not bad. Alright, I'll just sleep here for a bit." Mu Rufeng smiled and took the hundred-yuan bill, putting it away.

"Thank you, thank you!" The Driver said gratefully as Mu Rufeng agreed.

However, he didn't leave, seemingly afraid that Mu Rufeng would go back on his word. He stood directly at the rear of the truck, perfectly blocking Mu Rufeng's path.

Mu Rufeng didn't mind.

He set several alarms on his phone, for thirty, thirty-one, and thirty-two minutes.

The three alarms would ensure Mu Rufeng woke up.

When he said he would sleep, he really meant it.

Although he felt he had plenty of energy, he had already been busy all day, suddenly arrived in this strange world, and unloaded two trucks.

The Zombie Template made him not feel tired, but it didn't stop him from wanting to rest.

He remembered that the time here was the opposite of the real world.

It was currently 8:50 PM in the real world, but here it was 8:50 AM.

This meant he still had nine hours until his shift ended, so resting now was definitely the right move.

Mu Rufeng lay down on the ten pieces of cargo. Logically, it should have been uncomfortable, but he felt nothing. He closed his eyes and fell fast asleep.

His two years as a loader had not only built Mu Rufeng's strong physique but also given him the divine skill of falling asleep instantly.

Imagine coming back to the dormitory after a tiring day, not wanting to do anything, with only one thought: sleep.

This allowed Mu Rufeng to fall asleep the moment he hit the bed; it made no difference whether it was a hard wooden plank or uncomfortable cargo.

Of course, he wasn't in a sleep state so deep that nothing could wake him, not even the sky falling. An alarm clock could easily rouse him.

As for whether he worried about the Driver making a move on him, or stealing his Soul Coins.

Mu Rufeng wasn't worried. Both the Driver and the employees had to follow the rules.

When the Loader was inside the truck, the Driver couldn't make a move on him, not even to steal.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour had passed.

Mu Rufeng's alarm clock rang precisely on time.

Mu Rufeng woke up immediately, turned off the alarm, and then turned off the other two alarms that hadn't gone off yet.

Only then did Mu Rufeng leisurely pick up the hand truck.

Ahead, the Driver was gone, though Mu Rufeng didn't know when.

Clearly, since the unloading time had exceeded an hour, he had returned to the driver's cabin.

Mu Rufeng dragged the hand truck and walked out of the truck.

An Lu, seeing Mu Rufeng emerge from a distance, was first surprised, then let out a cold laugh.

Mu Rufeng paid no mind to An Lu and directly took the hand truck into the Scarlet Eyeball's truck.

Just as Mu Rufeng hooked the tail and prepared to drag it out, he saw black smoke appear ahead again. Chang Feng had arrived.

"Here's the delivery slip. You need this to receive the goods," Chang Feng handed Mu Rufeng a white slip.

"Alright, thank you," Mu Rufeng took the delivery slip, nodded at him, and then dragged the goods out of the truck.

As soon as Mu Rufeng came out, the truck suddenly emitted a large amount of black smoke.

"Rumble~~!" The truck's engine roared violently.

In a short while, the truck started and then drove away from the Platform.

They really timed it perfectly. As soon as the goods were unloaded, the truck drove off.