The Blocked Train Station

Mu Rufeng ultimately decided against using the self-pickup point.

After all, this wasn't his territory.

The location of a self-pickup point definitely needed more consideration; at the very least, it couldn't be chosen here.

"So sleepy, I'll take a nap first," Mu Rufeng yawned.

He had only woken up a short while ago after sleeping in the dungeon world.

But he had slept for less than five hours, and since he no longer had the zombie physique, he naturally needed more rest.

Suddenly, Mu Rufeng thought of something and immediately turned off his phone.

After turning it back on, he directly chose to enter the normal system.

As soon as he entered the normal system, the Scarlet Preferred app turned gray and couldn't be opened.

However, the Oddity Forum was still active and usable.

When he powered on his phone, several missed calls and WeChat messages instantly appeared on the notification bar.

The missed calls were all from Uncle Liu and Uncle Wang, his close colleagues.

As for the WeChat messages, they were from a university roommate he was good friends with, sent at noon. It was a request for money.

They had a good relationship, and the roommate always repaid his debts, so Mu Rufeng would basically lend him money whenever he asked.

After a moment's thought, Mu Rufeng replied, "How much do you need?"

The guy immediately replied, "No need, I got it sorted with my credit card. Why did you take so long to reply?"

"Just got off work, wasn't looking at my phone," Mu Rufeng said.

"Alright, next Friday is my birthday, come over to my place for a meal."

"Will there be crayfish?" Mu Rufeng asked.

"Yes, absolutely," he replied.

"Okay, I'll come over Friday night."

"Oh right, don't bother buying a cake, my girlfriend already bought me one. Just your presence is enough."

"Is that so? Then I'll bring some drinks," Mu Rufeng said.

"Sure, you can handle the drinks. Don't bring any alcohol, Brother Qiang said he'd bring some."

After closing WeChat, Mu Rufeng pondered for a moment and then called Uncle Liu back.

Five minutes later.

"Phew! Luckily Uncle Liu didn't press further, otherwise it would have been really tricky," Mu Rufeng hung up the phone, relieved.

When Uncle Liu answered Mu Rufeng's call, he had immediately turned into a "why" machine.

Mu Rufeng didn't know how to explain. He couldn't possibly tell Uncle Liu about the dungeon world.

So, Mu Rufeng could only be vague, saying that higher-ups had imposed a gag order and he had signed a non-disclosure agreement, preventing him from speaking about it.

Uncle Liu seemed to understand the seriousness of the situation and didn't ask further questions. After knowing Mu Rufeng was safe, he hung up.

"Almost forgot, I still need to write out the dungeon guide," Mu Rufeng remembered something else.

He immediately opened the document on his phone and started editing.

Mu Rufeng reviewed all his actions within the dungeon.

He then removed the part about having the zombie physique and moved up the timeline for obtaining the bandages, suggesting he used the bandages to successfully complete the task.

In the latter part, Mu Rufeng advised players entering this dungeon to prioritize the Shipper, Stocker, and Receiver roles.

He specifically warned against choosing the Loader, as the probability of death was extremely high.

By the time Mu Rufeng finished writing the guide, half an hour had passed.

"Sleep, sleep!"

"Wait, is there anything else I forgot?"

"Ah, right, the bandages are still soaking in the bucket," Mu Rufeng suddenly stood up and quickly walked into the bathroom.

He approached a plastic bucket and reached in, taking out the contents.

They were damp bandages, still covered in bath foam.

[Damp Bandage]: Originally a Stinky Bandage, it's no longer stinky after being washed, but it's damp and needs to be air-dried.

Effect: Possesses extremely strong toughness and extensibility, is resistant to sharp blades and flames, can extend up to twenty meters, and accelerates recovery when wrapped around wounds.

The bandages had almost healed themselves by this point, showing no signs of their previous charred state.

Mu Rufeng grabbed a drying rack, wrapped the bandages around it, and then hung it by his bedside.

"Sleep, sleep!"

Mu Rufeng collapsed onto the bed, closed his eyes, and a wave of sleepiness washed over him. Before long, his breathing became even.

It was already close to nine o'clock. Outside, the heat was intense, but fortunately, the room had air conditioning, preventing Mu Rufeng from being woken by the heat.

As time passed, it turned midnight.

Mu Rufeng slept extremely soundly.

However, in another part of the city, things were in utter chaos.

Location: Train Station.

Time: July 17, 2023, 12:00 AM.

"Get them all out of here! No one is allowed to linger," a furious voice boomed across the train station plaza.

"Minister Tian, those are reporters, and there are many onlookers outside filming with their phones."

"If we forcibly expel them, it will cause a significant impact," the director of the Public Security Bureau quickly said.

"Impact? Do you think I care about impact? Don't you know how serious this is? You have three minutes to expel everyone, including the onlookers. Your own people are also forbidden from stepping foot into the train station. Otherwise, you can forget about keeping your position," Tian Lin berated loudly.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll arrange for people to start the expulsion immediately." The director wiped the sweat from his forehead, inwardly groaning.

Just then, a distinctive drone sound echoed from the sky.

Tian Lin looked up and immediately became enraged. He lifted his foot, grabbed his shoe, and hurled it.

A whistling sound cut through the air as the leather shoe instantly struck the drone tens of meters above.

"Damn it! Go and arrest the person flying that drone. Detain him for a week of administrative detention to clear his head," Tian Lin said, extremely agitated.

"I'll go right away." The director of the Public Security Bureau didn't dare to say another word and quickly turned to leave.

At this moment, the plaza was already cordoned off by temporary barriers. In fact, it wasn't just the plaza; the entire train station was under strict martial law.

Outside the train station, there were security personnel and military forces everywhere.

It was unclear what method the director used, but he actually managed to clear everyone out within three minutes.

No more noisy clamor could be heard.

At this moment, Minister Tian Lin had returned to the train station's ticket hall.

"What are the calculation results? How much longer until the Bloody Train dungeon arrives?"

Tian Lin approached a strange, human-sized instrument and inquired.

"Minister, according to the instrument's calculations, the Bloody Train dungeon will descend in a maximum of ten minutes," a woman sitting at the instrument replied.

"Minister Tian, the Bloody Train actually coming to our area... I wonder how many people will die this time," a dark-skinned man sighed.

"I remember the Bloody Train was always in the northern regions. It's actually come to our area this time," Zhou Wen by his side also shook his head.

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