I am the savior in the horror world with my money skills

Chapter 135 The Last Carriage

At the entrance, the props blocked the monsters that wanted to come back. The people from the Puppet Guild tried to open it, but found that they could not break Jing Zhao's prop.

"Damn it! This Jing Zhao item is not from the mall. Could it be that it was made by the Game Administration?"

If it was made by the Game Administration, it would seem to make sense. It can't just appear out of thin air.

I didn't expect that the Game Administration Bureau could still make these things even though so many people were watching them. It's really amazing.

"Zhou Zhengqi is a smart guy. He can create props that can compete with games."

They naturally attributed these achievements to Zhou Zhengqi.

It was also at this time that the doors closed and the train headed to the fourth station.

"We must not let these players get to the eighth station. We will go after them."

Now all the members of the Puppet Guild have arrived, and they choose to attack the players directly together with the monsters.

But those monsters are really annoying. They can't tell friend from foe, just like the few that are chasing after them right now.

I originally didn't want to kill the monster and leave it to cause trouble for Jing Zhao and the others, but now I didn't expect that it would cause trouble for myself.

"Kill them, kill them. Let's go deal with the players directly. There are not as many players as us, and at best they have more powerful items. They are releasing monsters while guarding against us, so they will always let their guard down. Moreover, as long as one of them is injured by the monster, we can reap the benefits."

This monster is very contagious, and they are all well aware of this. They all agreed to place this monster there.

"What we need to do is just to injure those people. We don't need to kill them and let them kill each other."

The Puppet Guild smiled cruelly. They had already made this plan. The players could not escape from this train. They also had plan three waiting.

They really didn't want to use Plan Three unless it was absolutely necessary.

Jing Zhao has led the players to occupy an empty carriage. They cleared out the monsters and then locked the doors on both sides. They now need some time to rest and recover their strength.

Jing Zhao took two sips of stamina potion. The sound of banging on the door continued, and the monsters chasing them still accounted for the majority.

"Hold on a little longer. The fourth station is coming up and there's still some distance to the eighth station. During this time, everyone should try not to get hurt."

As Jing Zhao spoke, his eyes swept over the players. He wondered if there were any traces of monsters on their bodies.

However, there were quite a lot of players, and Jing Zhao couldn't check them one by one, so he could only let them check it again by themselves.

"How long can this defense last?" someone asked curiously.

"As long as you don't untie it carelessly, there will be no problem. Of course, if the damage is serious, it may untie itself."

This is not a panacea, so Jing Zhao led them to try their best to avoid those monsters and avoid conflicts.

They still have to hold on for several more stations, and now is not the time to confront each other.

But not long after I sat down to rest, the noise outside became louder, and there were voices mixed in, probably from the Puppet Guild.

"There's no peace."

Pan Liming breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down a bit, but they had to take action again.

The last trip only cleared out the monsters in two carriages, but there are still many.

Hearing the voices of the Puppet Guild members coming from that direction, Jing Zhao and the others walked in the opposite direction and opened the door over there.

The monsters outside the door rushed forward, and the players standing on both sides waited for the monsters to rush in before taking action. After they got all the monsters in, they closed the door and left.

"Are the props that were placed at the entrance gone?"

Looking at the destroyed door, the player couldn't help but ask.

"Gone."

I don’t know how many of them I used along the way. Jing Zhao no longer has that item in his ring, but he has others, but their destructive range is too large.

She was very careful this time and chose the appropriate props.

"Stop complaining. We're lucky to be alive today. Otherwise, we would have been in big trouble with that monster in the lounge."

Pan Liming saw that these people were complaining and also said something.

It was already very good that Jing Zhao gave them this kind of props to use, but these people became even more outrageous.

Several people scratched their heads in embarrassment and said nothing more.

Every time you open a carriage, it's like opening a blind box. You don't know how many monsters will be inside, and you don't know which carriage you have opened, but this carriage is empty.

Those Puppet Guild members chasing after him couldn't be shaken off no matter what they did.

Many people thought that if they continued running like this, they might not be able to make it to the fourth stop, but the train had a total of eight stops.

"I'm so tired. I can't do it anymore."

The man sat down directly and glanced at the Puppet Guild members who were chasing after him.

They are all human beings, and these guys from the Puppet Guild seem tireless.

"for you."

Xu Changbing took out a strength potion and handed it to the man.

If he stopped now, he would be waiting for death. He didn't want to die anyway, so he took the potion and continued walking.

There were no monsters in the following carriages. The monsters were all following them. These people vaguely realized that they might have reached the end of the carriage.

“I guess there’s no way back.”

Jing Zhao certainly knew it, but there seemed to be no other good way except to delay time.

Some people were so scared that they put on invisibility cloaks to hide themselves, but these invisibility cloaks are no longer effective.

"We'll deal with them when there's really no way out."

Jing Zhao slowed down.

Those people from the Puppet Guild pushed the players into a dead end, and in the end, the players had no ability to resist.

With so many of them, so many props and skills, one move from each of them could make those players suffer.

"Let them die in the last carriage."

The player at the back couldn't help but shudder when he heard this.

Now how to do?
Jump out? But if you jump out, the mission will fail.

The monsters and the Puppet Guild are looking for them, and they really have no way out.

When they reached the last carriage, the player was quite fast and locked the monsters and the puppet guild outside, then used props to hold the door shut.

The Puppet Guild did not rush to break down the door, but dealt with the monster first and then closed the door of the second-to-last carriage.

"Smash the door."

They immediately headed towards the door.

Jing Zhao rummaged through the ring, took out a prop and placed it at the door.

The door slammed open and the fragrance from the gap drifted over. Upon smelling the fragrance, the Puppet Guild immediately covered their mouths and noses, but the one closest to them still fainted.

"Useless trash!"

The Puppet Guild cursed at the back, but did not dare to go forward for the time being. The smell over there was too strong and they needed to wait for a while.

During this time, they looked for something to plug their noses.

Jing Zhao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the Puppet Guild stop its actions. But before he could finish his sigh of relief, a player fell to the ground, twitching all over.

"Wound!" someone screamed.

The Puppet Guild members who heard the noise looked at each other in confusion. It seemed that someone was scratched by the monster.

"What a pity, there's only one person."

They said regretfully that if there were more people, they wouldn't need to take action as these people could kill each other.

Jing Zhao looked at the man lying on the ground and held the sword: "He must be killed."

If they are not killed, they will be in trouble here.

"But--"

"No buts!" Jing Zhao raised his sword and slashed it, not giving the man any chance to get up and bite. "He only needs to scratch someone lightly to be infected. Who dares to keep him?"

This is a hidden danger, and it will be difficult for them to escape if they take him with them.

No one spoke, Jing Zhao sat down. The fragrance could not stop these people for too long, they would definitely find props to plug their noses.

She had to think about what to do next.

Jing Zhao held his head in his hands. His head began to hurt again and his body felt very tired. He had been running for so long and only relied on the potion for support, but the potion could not eliminate the fatigue.

Pan Limin looked at Jing Zhao and said, "I really can't run any more."

Jing Zhao nodded, "Take your time first, it will be troublesome later."

They looked at the corpse on the ground in silence. This time's game was much more difficult than the previous ones, and it was also the first time they saw such highly infectious monsters, not to mention that the Puppet Guild was on the same front with these monsters.

The horror game didn't want them to live.

Wrapped in sorrow and despair, the Puppet Guild members outside, whose noses were already blocked, continued to bang on the door.

It's just a carriage door, and even with the props, it can only last for more than ten minutes.

Jing Zhao took a deep breath. In the next ten minutes or so, the train will stop at the fourth station.

There were still four stops to go and they had only gone halfway.

Jing Zhao looked at the changing scenery outside the window, "Wait a minute, the train will stop. The Puppet Guild is also afraid of those monsters, so we only have to deal with the Puppet Guild at the moment. Everyone cheer up and try harder."

The most troublesome thing about the Puppet Guild is that everyone has countless scapegoats.

Jing Zhao thought, since there is a scapegoat, he might as well knock the person out.

She took out some props, covered their mouths and noses, and took out a lot of glass bottles.

"We'll find a way to remove the stuff blocking their noses later. Once they smell the fragrance, they'll immediately faint."

It’s easy to deal with if you feel dizzy. Anyway, this is a method and you have to try it.

If they were to fight head-on, it would be quite difficult as they don't have the advantage in numbers.

The puppet guild that was smashing the door was working very hard, and the people watching from behind were frowning.

"We're almost at the fourth stop. The train will stop soon."

"Don't let them go any further. It's a waste of time. Let them escape halfway. Kill them all here before they reach the fifth stop."

The mission is to reach the last stop alive, and the Puppet Guild is planning to kill them in this last carriage.

If even one player reaches the last stop, it means they have completed the mission and won the game. They don't want to see this situation happen.

"In this game, we are the only ones allowed to succeed!" the Puppet Guild said firmly.

If they win this game and try harder in the final round, the real world will be under their control.

Their imagination was perfectly fine. Ten minutes later, the train stopped and the door collapsed under the heavy weight.

Seeing a crowd of people coming in from outside, the players who had rested for more than ten minutes stood up and looked at them vigilantly.

"Jing Zhao, I didn't expect that we would end up on opposite sides in such a situation. We in the Puppet Guild have always remembered your name."

The man in the lead specifically pointed at Jing Zhao. Seeing that all the players were wearing masks, he knew that there must be a fragrance in this carriage.

Jing Zhao ignored the man. After all, the Puppet Guild had hated him for a long time.

“Pull their masks on, but keep yourself safe.”

Jing Zhao reminded them again and again that this fragrance also had an impact on them, and it could be considered a situation where they would suffer a loss of one thousand enemies and eight hundred of their own.

Seeing Jing Zhao ignoring him and rushing over with his men, the man waved his hand and said, "Go!"

The overwhelming ice spread in the carriage. Looking at the cold air, Jing Zhao frowned.

I don’t know whose skill it was, but the ice didn’t last too long. They also had skills that happened to restrain it.

A fight broke out on both sides.

The man looked at Jing Zhao with a smile: "As far as I remember, you don't have any skills, because I've never seen you use them."

Jing Zhao did not have any skills, but that skill was of no use at the time. It was just an auxiliary skill. She still had to rely on herself. Nothing else could be relied on.

"You have studied me very thoroughly."

Jing Zhao looked at the man.

"Of course. If you didn't have the tools developed by Zhou Zhengqi, you wouldn't have made it this far. So now, I'm here to send you to hell!"

Originally, they thought that her props were developed by the Game Administration Bureau. Jing Zhao did not explain and had nothing to say to these people.

Looking at the skills over there, the players were relatively passive due to their advantage in numbers, so they followed Jing Zhao's instructions and tore off the masks worn by those people.

No matter what means were used, as long as the masks were pulled off, those people would faint.

But they also have to be careful, because those people from the Puppet Guild have also started to attack their masks.

This fragrance is not long-lasting and can only last for a few minutes. Jing Zhao calculated the time.

It seemed a little unlikely to rush out of the car with everyone, because Jing Zhao didn't dare to use props with too much lethality.

"Why not use powerful props?"

A voice came from behind him and Jing Zhao quickly dodged.

"Are you afraid that if you destroy this train, you will never reach your destination?"

The man from the Puppet Guild hit the nail on the head. Jing Zhao had indeed considered this point.

Otherwise, she would have dealt with as many people from the Puppet Guild as they came, and would not have allowed them to be so arrogant.

"You don't say anything, it seems I'm right."

Jing Zhao touched the ring, and the man felt something flying towards him from behind. He bent down to avoid it, and the sharp knife brushed past his back.

"Lucky, I managed to dodge it."

Jing Zhao narrowed his eyes. This person was too sharp. Although he talked a lot, his strength was really good.

"That thing of yours again."

They knew that Jing Zhao had used this small knife to cut the puppet threads at that time, and this small knife was a good tool for sneak attacks.

Jing Zhao touched the ring.