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Chapter 506 The Skeleton (4K)

"Brother Ant".

At this moment, Bartholomew, holding his lover's hand, was approached by Deina, a Level 27 agent from the Russian Security Service, who immediately gave Li Sheng a deep bow without saying a word.

"What are you doing? You're being too polite."

As Li Sheng spoke, he took out a large rosewood armchair inlaid with cloud-patterned marble from the automated warehouse without hesitation and sat down in a grand and imposing manner.

In the extremely Darwinian and cruel environment of the killing field, good deeds are not entirely absent, but they certainly cannot be compared with the total number of good people.

From their perspective, the ants who risked everything to forcibly bring them back from the players in the other world are nothing short of being their second parents, or even their creators.

However, they seemed unaware that Gray Rain quietly took out her phone, snapped a picture of the scene, and then blurred Bartmores and Jayna's faces with a thin mosaic.

Then use the built-in editing software of the short video platform to add background music and text.

"Public welfare is not an optional question, but a mandatory question for enterprises! Zhuxing Anvil helps college student couples start their own businesses, so that every profit shines with the light of goodwill."

Well, in these humble neighborhoods, every inch of land is precious. Behind a small shop of 30-50 square meters might be a listed company. Therefore, each shop does a pretty good job of promotion, with short videos, official accounts on WeChat, official forum accounts, live streaming sales, cross-border collaborations, and so on.

In terms of revenue, Zhuxing Anvil is already comparable to that of listed companies. In order to catch up with the corporate image, Li Sheng would occasionally use a secondary account to post advertisements on forums while he was busy fixing screws, and engage in thousands of online arguments with his competitors' trolls.

"What's wrong with using pre-made organs? These days, which body modification clinic doesn't use pre-made organs? I'm asking you."

Huiyu, who calls herself the second manager of "Zhuxing Anvil", also runs an official account and uses AI software to release some abstract short videos for promotion.

For example, Gojo Satoru used the special glue made by the Star Casting Anvil to successfully glue his upper and lower body together, thus escaping the fate of being cut in half at the waist.
An eight-year-old child was unfortunately selected as a chosen one in the killing field. Just as his parents were about to participate in the script mission, the Star Forging Anvil stepped in to help and implanted the child's brain into the skull of a bear goblin.
The Chinese men's football team purchased tendons and glands similar to those of the "Strong Beast" from the Zhuxing Anvil Group and successfully entered the World Cup finals. Although they failed to advance to the knockout stage of the round of 32, reaching the round of 33 is better than staying at home.
And so on.

Rolling Stone, a Lv26 member of the Monster Alliance guild, whose appearance resembles the Thing from Fantastic Four, also expressed his gratitude.

Li Sheng asked, "By the way, what is the content of your mission this time?"

"The mission is called Armed Escort. You are required to carry equipment and stay as far away from the designated coordinates as possible within 72 hours."

Wanli Fengdao retrieved a blue, transparent cube, about half a meter on each side, that was suspended above the ground from the void.

Like Euclidean four-dimensional space, it constantly folds inward and outward, repeating itself endlessly.

Although it has no markings on its own, seeing it will automatically conjure up the information "3396.57 kilometers" in your mind.

Considering that the otherworldly players, such as the Mushroom King, interrogated the captives immediately, Wanli Fengdao didn't hold back and directly showed Li Sheng and the others the briefing from his personal log.

At the start of the mission, the distance displayed on the four-dimensional cube is 2625.49 kilometers. Players are required to carry the cube and move as far as possible to magnify this distance.

As the distance increases, the rewards become more generous. 10,000 kilometers is equivalent to completing two regular missions with a medium rating, 20,000 kilometers is equivalent to a regular mission with an S+ rating for a Lv30 transcendent being, and 30,000 kilometers explicitly states that one of the rewards is the ability to customize an epic-level item.

The only limitation is that the distance cannot be reduced to 2000 kilometers.

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Li Sheng exchanged glances with Bai Ma Tombstone and the others. It wasn't that the mission was too difficult, but rather that it was too easy.

The Earth's equatorial circumference is 40075 kilometers. The highest gear of 30,000 kilometers seems far, but it gives a mission time limit of 72 hours, which means that on average, it only needs to move 400 kilometers per hour.

Propeller planes during World War II could reach speeds of 600 to 700 kilometers per hour.

Even considering that the actual killing field is not flat and has various terrains and risks, requiring detours or finding an exit, moving 20,000 kilometers by the end of the time limit and obtaining the second-tier reward is still a breeze.

"Just like 'pictures are for reference only and do not represent product quality,' given the usual practices of the Killing Field, they will definitely set up malicious elements in seemingly easy tasks."

Bartmos said with a wry smile, "I've already discussed it with Jayna, and we're withdrawing from this Tremor mission early. No matter how great the rewards are, you have to be alive to get them."

Along with Rolling Stone, Bartmos and his two companions expressed their gratitude to Li Sheng, White Horse Tombstone, and others once again, saying they would transfer money as a token of their thanks after returning to the real world. They then logged out of the battlefield and disappeared.

"Brother Dao, aren't you leaving?"

Li Sheng looked at Wanli Fengdao, who was still standing in the same spot, with surprise. All of his injuries had healed, but his spiritual energy had been completely drained, leaving him in a state that the forum called "severe overdraft".

In this state, the natural recovery rate of spiritual energy will be greatly reduced, and the effects of magic potions will also be weakened, only recovering slowly over time.

For players who commonly suffer from PTSD, anxiety, and bipolar disorder, even losing superhuman powers for a short period of time is unacceptable, let alone in a perilous environment like the Tremor Quest.

"You should just call me Brother Knife. The title 'Brother Knife' makes me think of some useless knife guy who doesn't even know where Brother Tiger's apprentice is."

Wanli Fengdao's eye twitched, and he casually smoothed his hair. "After all, I am a member of the 0.5 batch of chosen ones. You know Han Shuishi, right? He is the strongest combatant in the Special Affairs Bureau. I have chatted and laughed with him."

If I quit the Tremor Mission right at the start, before it even begins, it would damage my reputation as the Master of Ten Thousand Miles of Sealing Blade.

In addition, this train with its own immortality field is traveling from the twelve o'clock direction to the six o'clock direction, which is perpendicular to my mission coordinates.

In other words, my taking the train actually helps me accomplish the task.

The reasons given are valid, but not complete.

Wanli Fengdao, a bounty hunter with a long-term cooperative relationship and close ties with the Special Affairs Bureau, is not a member of the Bureau, but is more like one.

His insistence on staying was partly motivated by a desire to monitor the players in the other world.

While everyone was talking, the Mushroom King and the Griffin boarded the eighth carriage of the train ahead of time.

"Let's go up too."

Bai Ma, looking perfectly normal, boarded the train and took a seat in the fifteenth carriage.

Claudia and Reyes, who had already died once, changed their expressions several times. After a mental struggle, they silently followed.

Before boarding the vehicle, Li Sheng did not forget to use the levitation engine to fly to a high place and bring back the astronauts who were still unconscious and hanging on the hot air balloon far away from the battlefield.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Compared to the last time I rode in the car, the interior decorations, such as the tables, chairs, carpets, and lamps, were not significantly different.
Li Sheng glanced at it, then looked away, rubbed his hands together, and said, "Brother Reindeer, isn't this vehicle supposed to be a 'life-long vacation' themed? Why does it seem like there aren't many passengers?"

The train had 22 carriages, but each one appeared empty from the window. There were no train attendants in sight, and the conductor's office was completely sealed off, making it dark.

"You're late. We're already in the last half of the journey, and most of the previous travelers have already left," the headless reindeer said casually. "By the way, are you here on another mission?"

"Yes."

Li Sheng nodded and briefly explained the mission details and his encounter with the Mushroom King and others. "Brother Lu, do you know the origins of these otherworldly chosen ones?"

The headless reindeer scratched its head, or rather, the broken part of its neck. "Well, to me, strictly speaking, you're all from another world. And I can't see much difference in appearance."

"They're quite different, aren't they?" Wanli Fengdao couldn't help but say. "We are bipedal humans, the centipede octopus is a mollusk, and the mushroom king isn't even an animal. Isn't it easy to tell them apart at a glance?"

"First of all, I mainly distinguish living things by their aura. Secondly, your human eyes aren't that good either."

After saying this, the headless reindeer took out a smartphone from the pocket of its Archaeopteryx jacket, carefully opened a social media app with its hooves, and showed Wanli Fengdao the profile pictures in its following list.

Kitty, Sweet Orange Cat, Soft and Chubby, Lost Bunny, Milky and Sweet, Strawberry Marshmallow
At a glance, all the friends' profile pictures in the following list have the same identical internet celebrity face.

Standard beauty filters + face-slimming effects + surgically enhanced pointed chin + artificial double eyelids + injectable fillers for a high nose bridge.

Wanli Fengdao's mouth gaped open; he couldn't refute it because he really couldn't tell which of these internet celebrity faces was which.

"Hey reindeer guy, you even follow internet celebrities?"

Li Sheng was also a little nervous. He knew that the headless reindeer had a good relationship with major guilds such as GOC, and the latter would give him tools such as windbreakers, fishing rods, and plastic buckets when they met him. But he never expected that the reindeer would use human social media.

“The Whale Song Guild has a wide network of base stations, and some fishing spots happen to have network access. I use the app to exchange tips with other anglers.”

The headless reindeer said matter-of-factly, "As for internet celebrities, I'm not interested. I just use printed photos as bait to fish—I don't know why some aquatic species in certain waters fall for it."

So, she's an internet celebrity who fishes for turtles, huh? What's so special about her?

At this moment, the green train had been at the primitive jungle station for a while. The locomotive sounded its whistle and started moving forward again. The virtual arrow projected by Li Sheng and the others' radar navigation devices always kept in the same direction as the locomotive.

The train gradually increased its speed, from 200 to 300 km/h, then to 400 km/h, before stopping and maintaining a smooth ride. When encountering terrain obstacles, it used a blink jump to pass through them.

As the train's speed stabilized, the headless reindeer clapped its hands, "Ah, the beverage truck is here."

A rectangular, bright silver beverage cart slowly drove up on its own without being pushed by a staff member. It stopped next to the reindeer, automatically opened the side panel, and served a slanted martini glass filled with minced fish, moss, mushrooms, and berries.

"As is customary, during a vacation trip, each passenger receives a free drink at each stop, which is what they subconsciously crave the most."

The headless reindeer casually said, extending its hoof to take the martini glass and drinking its contents in one gulp.

The automatic beverage cart repeatedly opened and closed, delivering a glass of Tequila Sunrise (tequila mixed with orange juice and grenadine syrup) to Reyes.
The white horse's tombstone is a bottle of Romanian beer, Li Sheng is a glass of cola with ice, Gray Rain is a bottle of insulating coolant for cooling electrical equipment, and Claudia is a glass of type O blood at 37°C.

Wanli Fengdao was a cup of milky white liquid (the latter took a sip and recognized it as milk mixed with spiritual milk that could restore spiritual power).

For some reason, the automatic beverage cart also regarded the astronaut, who was the annihilation device, as a passenger and gave it a glass beaker filled with sulfuric acid.

Claudia sipped the fresh O-type blood that was offered free of charge, her eyes flickering slightly.

There are three main ways for major guilds to explore the killing field. One is to use automated drones for mapping. Every few tens of kilometers, the drone mothership will deploy signal base stations and release a vast swarm of drones to survey the terrain.

Secondly, dispatch professional teams or hire civilian superhumans to slowly explore the map under the guidance of existing maps. The advantage is that they can go to many places that ordinary drones cannot reach, and they can also take action to clear out any aggressive native species encountered in the killing field.

Third, we can ask top-tier extraordinary individuals of level 37 or above to take action, allowing them to explore hundreds of kilometers in a single operation.

But high-level players have to race against time to climb to the top, they don't have that much time and energy.

If we could seize control of this almost hidden train, wouldn't that be equivalent to possessing a free tool for exploring the battlefield? Wouldn't all the major guilds then treat us like royalty?
The more Claudia thought about it, the more it itched in her heart. The spellcasting profession, especially for spellcasters with complete training systems, generally involves enormous expenses.

From spellcasting materials such as amethyst, raven feathers, dried lizards, and mandalas, to building materials for the mage tower, everything costs money.

Claudia is also a vampire marquis, and she has to drink expensive imported pure virgin blood every day—she can't skimp on this, otherwise the supplier would really dare to use HIV-infected blood drawn from American prison prisoners to fool her.

Therefore, Claudia, who appears to be wearing an expensive and luxurious gothic dress, is actually in a state of sustainable near-bankruptcy. She doesn't even have her own mage tower and has to share an apartment with several other witch alliance colleagues.

Since this train has an immortality field, it should be possible to do it if you're a little daring, right?
Even if they couldn't see the specific structure of the commander's compartment, they could still see the Fungus King and others in the eighth carriage and glean some information.

"For the sake of the team, I'll go take a look at the front of the car. Can you protect me?"

Claudia rubbed her hands together, took out a straw bat model from her backpack, dripped some blood from her fingertip onto it, and then controlled the bat model to flap its wings and fly somewhat clumsily toward the commander's cabin.

At the same time, she pressed the crystal ball with her right hand, projecting the images and sounds collected by the bat model into the crystal ball.

The carriage doors are sensor-activated automatic doors. Moving forward from the fifteenth carriage, each carriage has an average of only one or two passengers. Most of these passengers, like the headless reindeer, are native intelligent species from the killing field.

Compared to humans on Earth, they are the native species, or rather, the "local lords".

In the fourteenth carriage, an extremely old, bald, hamster-like creature was surrounded by a ring of smaller hamsters. It appeared to be using an immortality field to forcibly prolong its life and to give its final instructions to its younger generation.

In the twelfth carriage, a flickering, fast-sleeping flame element;

In the eleventh carriage, two large, flat, symmetrical creatures shaped like sea worms, with blue and yellow bodies, wearing some kind of silk clothing, were fighting each other with daggers.

Well, it's hard to say what the physiological mechanism of the killing field creatures is, but in the real world, flatworms are hermaphroditic. When it comes to reproduction, two flatworms will fight each other with their dagger-shaped male reproductive organs. The loser will be implanted with sperm cells, thus fertilizing the worm.

These two are probably using the Immortality Force Field to literally determine who is the strongest.

The tenth carriage is the train's restaurant, where a huge, obese creature, comparable to Ryoko or the meat mountain L in the inverted pyramid secret realm, sits in the restaurant chairs and eats like crazy.

Due to the immortality field, its stomach constantly bursts and heals itself.

Claudia, controlling her straw golem, carefully bypassed the creature that occupied most of the carriage and arrived at the ninth carriage. She saw that the Fungus King and other otherworldly players were in the next carriage.
A skeletal hand suddenly extends from off-screen, grabs the straw bat, and forcibly alters its flight path.

It was a skeleton wearing extremely thick metal plate armor, over two and a half meters tall, with two red lights shining in its empty eye sockets.

"The smell of divine evil."

The tall skeleton, exuding the aura of a powerful being, muttered to itself, turned to look at the carriage behind it, and suddenly crushed the straw bat into dust.

(End of this chapter)