I Report, Someone Skipped the Fare!

"What's for food today?" the specter asked, seeming like a regular on this train.

"Hello, sir. Today's meal is heart-lung bone soup, with blood ginseng and three-year-old corpse worms added," the attendant replied.

"Wow, I'm in for a treat today. But I bet the price isn't cheap, right?" the passenger inquired.

"Just the heart-lung soup is 10 Soul Coins. With the corpse worms and blood ginseng, it's twenty. If you add a thigh bone, it's fifty."

The attendant answered while directly lifting the lid of the large iron pot.

As the lid was lifted, the passenger peered inside and sniffed deeply, a look of contentment spreading across his face.

"Great, it looks like you've used premium ingredients this time. Give me the twenty-coin special," the passenger said.

With a plop.

A maggot crawled out from the specter's eye socket and landed directly into the large iron pot.

Neither the specter nor the attendant reacted as the maggot fell into the pot.

Soon, a large bowl of soup was handed to the specter.

"Delicious, so delicious." He drank more than half of it in one gulp, then chewed on the ginseng tendrils and corpse worms with great relish.

The attendant continued pushing her cart, arriving at the seats of the third row.

"Auntie, I remember food used to be free. Why are you charging for it now?" a child holding a ball asked, looking up.

"Because many passengers complained that the free food was too unappetizing, so we launched a new service last week," the attendant explained.

"I see. Auntie, are the thigh bones in here from living people or clones?"

"If they're clones, they're not worth this price," the child added.

"Of course, they're not clones. See, they're just like those guys. Otherwise, they wouldn't sell for so much," the attendant said, pointing at Mu Rufeng and the other two.

"Mhm, okay, Auntie. Then give me the fifty-coin portion. It'll warm my stomach before the big meal." As the child spoke, he glanced back at Mu Rufeng with an innocent expression.

Mu Rufeng showed no reaction, but the other two players turned pale with fright.

A large bowl of soup was served, containing a section of a large bone, with corpse worms and ginseng tendrils floating on top.

The portion size was clearly very generous.

The child grabbed the large bone and took a bite, chewing with a satisfying crunch.

"Are they frozen? I prefer them fresh, but it's a good appetizer," the child said seriously.

Soon, the attendant pushed her cart to the fourth row, where Mu Rufeng was.

"Passenger, what would you like?" the attendant asked, still facing the bound old woman.

"Mmmph mmmph mmmph!" The old woman struggled forcefully, but didn't budge an inch and couldn't even speak.

"Attendant, I'm reporting a severed head ghost trying to skip the fare."

Mu Rufeng suddenly pointed at the bamboo basket on the ground.

"Hmm? Someone's skipping the fare?" The attendant's eyes flashed with a hint of red.

"Yes, in this bamboo basket, there's a severed head ghost who didn't buy a ticket," Mu Rufeng said.

The attendant said nothing and reached directly for the bamboo basket.

Just then, the lid of the basket was suddenly thrown open, and the severed head ghost jumped out.

"I'll pay the fare, I'll pay the fare," the severed head ghost immediately said.

"Pay the fare? Alright, that'll be one hundred coins," the attendant said with a hint of regret.

The attendant's prey wasn't limited to living passengers; specters were included as well.

"What? One hundred coins? The ticket was only 50 coins!" the severed head ghost exclaimed in shock.

"You can choose not to pay," the attendant said coldly.

As an attendant, skimming some extra profit was perfectly normal.

As for complaints? They weren't VIPs, so what good would ordinary complaints do?

"Fine, I'll pay."

"My money is with my mother. My mother is being held by him. Make him let go of my mother," the severed head ghost gritted out.

Hearing this, the attendant looked at Mu Rufeng.

Mu Rufeng gave the attendant a slight smile and remained silent.

The attendant's eyes flickered as she slowly said, "Mr. Severed Head, please pay your fare immediately, or else..."

"My money is with my mother! You make him let my mother go!" the severed head ghost cried out in alarm.

"Wuwuwu~~~!" The old woman struggled frantically, and a strong ghostly aura emanated from the gaps in the bandages.

However, even this only caused the bandages to tighten further.

"If you can't pay the fare, then you're mine," the attendant said with a sinister grin, reaching for the severed head ghost.

"No, I'll bite through your bandages!" the severed head ghost retorted, biting down on the bandages.

Its sharp teeth continuously rubbed together, trying to chew through the bandages.

If the bandages could talk, they would definitely say, "What can you do besides slobber all over me?"

In reality, this was indeed the case; the severed head ghost's sharp teeth couldn't break through the bandages at all.

The main reason was the bandages' excellent elasticity, or perhaps the severed head ghost's teeth weren't as sharp as imagined.

"I've got you, you belong to me."

The flight attendant said with a sinister grin.

Without waiting for the severed head ghost to speak, the flight attendant grabbed it and pressed it towards her abdomen.

At the same time, the flight attendant's abdomen split open from the middle.

A distorted, eerie infant appeared there.

"Ah~~!"

The severed head ghost screamed, and then completely vanished.

The flight attendant's stomach closed up again, and she then put her uniform back down.

"You can let go of this passenger," the flight attendant said, looking at Mu Rufeng.

"My pleasure," Mu Rufeng said with a faint smile, and with a gentle wave of his hand, he retracted the bandages.

As soon as the old woman was freed, she lunged like a wild tiger, staring intently at the flight attendant.

A terrifying, eerie aura emanated from her, making one's heart tremble.

This old woman's strength was considerable; at the very least, she was stronger than the flight attendant in front of her.

"Passenger, what would you like? The plain soup is ten yuan, adding blood ginseng and corpse worms is twenty yuan, and the deluxe set is fifty yuan."

Facing the old woman's malice, the flight attendant remained unfazed.

On the train, she wasn't afraid of others attacking her, or rather, no one dared to attack a flight attendant.

"The fifty yuan one," the old woman said, word by word.

"This journey is still very long," the old woman said, sitting down in her seat and looking at Mu Rufeng with a somber expression.

"Yes, it is very long," Mu Rufeng agreed with a nod.

"Your soup is ready," the flight attendant said, bringing over a bowl of bone broth.

The old woman took it and slowly began to eat.

"Passenger, which set meal do you require?" the flight attendant asked, looking at Mu Rufeng.

[Current Survivors: 25]

Suddenly, a blood-red screen frame appeared in Mu Rufeng's vision.

Another player had been eliminated.

Qu Lianhong had mentioned that the train would provide free food, and refusal was not an option. If refused, the eerie entities would use it as a reason to attack.

Although the free food provided by the train was a bit unappetizing, as long as one ate it, nothing would happen.

There was also no need to worry about contamination or anything; at most, it would be a bit disgusting, unless one downed five large bowls in one go.

But if that were the case, let alone contamination, they would likely have already burst from overeating.

Sorry, sorry, I forgot to schedule the update. I just remembered.