Chapter 47 Maintenance Team and Racing Team

Sixth floor.

When leaving from the exit, many players looked like they had survived a disaster. Their car cards were recovered by the system when they left the copy. Now they only needed to calculate the scores on the car cards. Those who passed could leave directly, while those who failed had to pay a fine.

Although many people looked painful, it was a good thing that they could use soul coins to save their lives after failing the copy.

This is also one of the reasons why many people come to the hearse to play the dungeon. As long as they don’t participate in the subsequent road race, there is basically no major risk to their lives.

"Strange, this is the first time I received a clearance notification from the system in advance, although it was only a few seconds."

"I saw the staff rushing into the map on the sixth floor in a hurry. Did something unexpected happen?"

"Hiss, it seems that it's not just our copy. I heard that the car-building copy on the 5th floor was also settled in advance."

While everyone was whispering to each other, Qiao Song walked by without changing his expression.

Even though she had just been told by the staff that she was required to participate in the road race, she remained calm and composed. However, Tang Xiaoxiao and others beside her looked a little dissatisfied.

After the ghosts in staff uniforms left, Huang Maosheng was the first to curse: "What kind of voting system is this? How can you force people to participate in the next dungeon? This was not mentioned in the previous intelligence."

The fat man sighed: "The information you bought before didn't say that the copy on the 6th floor would be so difficult."

Fortunately, I gained a lot.

[Congratulations on successfully passing the Hearse Entertainment Car Building Competition]

[Instance completion 100%, personal damage 0; multiple critical hits on key monsters will receive a 50% bonus;]

[Congratulations on receiving 4500 Soul Coins and a Survival Gift Pack! ]

Almost all teams with scores over 100 received individual rewards of at least 4,500 soul coins. Qiao Song even maxed out all the reward bonuses and finally got 6,000 zero soul coins.

So she accepted the result of having to participate in the road race calmly. After all, she had predicted that Hearse Entertainment would give players enough rewards, half threatening and half tempting them to participate in the next competition.

What she cared more about was that she could get a car for free.

After other players left the copy, their car cards were taken away. Only those who were sure to continue to participate in the next game kept the cards.

Those who were forced to vote had the right to choose in advance the cars they built.

After walking out of the sixth floor, everyone saw three names floating on the giant screen in the lobby.

Qiao Song noticed that three special guests had voted for him, and there was even a magician's name at the bottom. You Yitong didn't come to the copy on the 6th floor, so it seemed that he had gone to other floors and was also preparing a car for the new alliance.

Gao Chengcheng put his hands on his hips and stood under the screen, pointing at his own name with great dissatisfaction:

"What bastards voted for me? They're taking revenge. What special guest? It might be the display screen that was chasing me on the road!"

The audience in the car-building copy are all ghosts who come to watch the road race. Among them must be the guys whose raw materials she had snatched away before, otherwise why would she get so many votes from the audience when she is so low-key.

These guys, it’s better not to let her know who they are!

"Brother, can you smell which ghosts voted for me? Then we can drive to their homes one by one and visit them!"

Gao Bin immediately looked at her as if she were mentally retarded, and said in a bad tone: "Do you really treat me like a dog?"

"If you don't want to help, then don't help. Why are you so fierce?"

Gao Chengcheng pursed her lips and looked away, then met Qiao Song's gaze again.

Qiao Song: "You gave me all your advanced materials, what should I do during the road race?"

"Don't worry, Sister Qiao. I can also choose a car from the cars built by others in advance. If those who participate in the car-building copy are willing to continue to participate in the road race, they can choose the car in advance."

Gao Chengcheng shook the 80-point driving card in his hand and said, "But I plan to drive my own car."

Huangmao, who has recently become interested in gathering intelligence, leaned over and asked, "Can I drive my own car in a road race?"

As a supplier of props materials, Gao Chengcheng’s sources of intelligence are not on the same level as theirs.

"Of course you can, but if your own car is damaged, you will be responsible for your own gains and losses, so people usually choose to drive the cars in the dungeon, at least they don't have to spend more money, but my ice cream truck——"

She chuckled, "To be honest, I've participated in road races before. I got a place once with my ice cream truck, but it was pretty far behind. Although I'm not very good at getting first place, no one can escape better than me!"

The raw material supplier who was living on the edge of a knife would have been caught by countless big ghosts and trapped in the copy if he had not escaped quickly.

Gao Bin grinned and sneered, "That's all you have."

Gao Chengcheng doesn't dare to mess with her brother now. After all, her brother's ability will be of great help in road racing: "Hey, don't I have you? With Gao Bin in the passenger seat, I am absolutely relieved."

Her brother's dog nose is quite good at identifying forks in the road.

"The map for the road race changes every year, but the basic pattern is the same. There will be various obstacles, monsters, etc., so most participants will pull teammates with attack and auxiliary skills to cooperate with them in the car."

"But speaking of which, road race participants can bring their own teammates, as long as the total number of people does not exceed 4. Sister Qiao, are you going to go alone, or?"

Gao Chengcheng noticed that, strictly speaking, in Qiao Song's team, only Xiao Ni and Tang Xiaoxiao could be considered members. Huangmao and his men seemed to be very familiar with Qiao Song, but they obviously had their own team.

As for the other two members of Qiao Song's team, they look relatively young, so Qiao Song might not let them help.

As expected.

Qiao Song didn't think much: "I can do it alone."

When she said this, the man and the ghost next to her immediately stood up.

The two little guys, one pulled the left hand, the other pulled the right hand: "We want to go too!"

Tang Xiaoxiao argued: "This is an infinite world. If I don't go because it's dangerous, what will I do in other dungeons in the future? Those NPCs will not let me go just because I'm young."

Xiao Ni's reason was even more impeccable: "I am a ghost, why can't I participate?"

What's more, before they entered the car-building copy, the Newcomer Alliance had already invited Xiao Ni once. He felt that his ghost identity might bring other help to Qiao Song in the copy.

"I'm not asking you to help me. What I mean is that the road race is too dangerous. I can go by myself."

At this time, the names related to the audience vote on the big screen have disappeared and returned to the previous floor introduction.

[Hearse Transformation Competition] Please go to the 1st to 6th floors.

【Hearse repair and maintenance】Please go to the 7th to 12th floors.

[786th Deadly Highway Friendship Race] Please go to the 13th to 18th floors.

Qiao Song pointed to the lines of floor descriptions on the big screen and added, "If you really want to help me, why don't you go to the hearse repair and maintenance?"

The fat man slapped his thigh suddenly and said in sudden realization, "Yes, no one will die in the hearse repair and maintenance dungeon. The rules are similar to the car manufacturing dungeon. If you don't complete the task, you can redeem yourself with soul coins."

He quickly pulled his teammates together to discuss the matter.

After Qiao Song persuaded the two kids not to take the risk of the road race, Huang Maosheng came over and said, "Sister Qiao, we have followed you all the way through the two copies and have received a lot of care from you. I have communicated with them, and we will go over to help you too."

The fat man also did some calculations: "The fine for this instance is the raw materials, which are definitely not as expensive as a whole truck. Even if the three of us go, we will only lose a few thousand soul coins at most."

After saying that, he slapped his mouth again.

"Look at what I said. I've been with you for two dungeons, and I haven't lost once."

Huang Mao also hooked his arm around Wang Xiang's neck with a cheerful look on his face: "Just consider it as returning a favor. You've saved me more than once or twice."

Gao Chengcheng nodded: "You guys are pretty good. 'Hearse Repair and Maintenance' is indeed quite safe, but the salary is a little low. I remember it was about 500 soul coins a day, but the corresponding degree of danger is also less than the car manufacturing dungeon."

Therefore, when a large guild decides to participate in a road race, they will assign members of their own guild to the first two copies.

This ensures that the car is built by ourselves, the maintenance is controlled by ourselves, and finally the road race is also run by ourselves.

"Let me think, should I find a few acquaintances and place them in the maintenance copy?"

The maintenance team usually consists of four people. Even if Huang Maosheng expressed his willingness to send one person to help her, she would still be short of three people.

Gao Chengcheng touched his chin with his hand and began to calculate the market price.

Most players will choose the car manufacturing competition because it is more cost-effective.

After all, for a team that can afford to buy a car and come here from far away, there is no need to spend 500 soul coins a day in a dungeon for absolute safety.

"According to my past experience, with only about 1,500 soul coins, I can find a maintenance team willing to cooperate with me. The problem is that I have to find a reliable one. Don't let them pit me for materials on the maintenance road. That would be a big loss. What do you think? Otherwise, can you help me smell if there are any good teammates who can increase my winning rate?"

"Hmm? What are you looking at back there?"

Gao Chengcheng turned his head and looked in the direction the Doberman was looking, and soon saw a group of people acting shyly.

They were the guys who cooperated with them to pass the level. There was a group of students from the music department, and two of them were an uncle and nephew who were fishing.

Ren Nanping and Ren Zhuo, the uncle and nephew, had only cooperated with them for a while, so they didn't feel comfortable interrupting them when they were discussing things. After all, their relationship was not so good that they could interfere with each other's next copy.

But when Ren Nanping heard Gao Chengcheng say that she wanted to spend money to hire some players to cooperate with her in the next game, he immediately stood up.

"Well, if you don't mind, my nephew and I can participate in the maintenance copy."

He was afraid that the other party would think that he had ulterior motives, so he raised his hand to explain: "The profit from our dungeon clearance this time is enough, you don't need to pay us extra soul coins."

This time, because of his cooperation with this group of people, he got the maximum reward value at the end of the copy. After taking into account the bonus for clearing the level, he and his nephew each received nearly 5,000 soul coins in this copy.

Gao Chengcheng's eyes lit up. Not bad. Both this uncle and his nephew are very capable, but their personalities are a bit soft.

"That's great, but I won't treat you unfairly. When I finish the copy, I will give each of you a suitable prop card!"

The music students over there probably had the same idea. They looked at each other and pushed each other, and finally Lin Xiaolu stood up.

"We have the same idea here. Yuan Ya and I want to come over to help you."

Yuan Ya is an introverted girl with a bob haircut. She had always been very wary of Qiao Song and the others, always ready to attack with her erhu. Now she came forward to apologize for her behavior.

The voice was small, but the tone was sincere.

"We want to help, too."

This group of music students originally thought that they would have to pay a lot of money to get out of this dungeon, but they didn't expect that they would not only pass the dungeon, but also because their vehicle scored very high, each of them received an extra one or two thousand soul coins. The total group income was quite impressive.

Gao Chengcheng exclaimed twice. She looked at these people carefully and then at her brother. When she saw Gouzi shaking his head, she knew that these people were sincere.

Gao Chengcheng couldn't help but lean against Qiao Song and deliberately squeezed her with her shoulder: "Sister Qiao, I found that after going through a level with you, I don't seem to need money to have teammates."

As a raw material supplier and a wealthy lady with prop cards, she had to offend many NPCs or other players every time she passed a level, and had been hated many times. For example, she had been low-key enough in this car-making competition, but was still voted out by those damn ghosts.

But this was the first time someone offered to help instead of just wanting her things.

Qiao Song nodded. There was no reason to refuse the help that came to his door.

"If you have thought it through, go up together."

There is a two-hour buffer period after the car-building copy ends, which is to allow other people who decide to participate in the copy temporarily to communicate with each other, look at the data on the big screen, and prepare for the next highlight.

As they went up in two elevators, they could see the numbers constantly changing on the big screen. Apart from an eye-catching countdown to the two-hour break, the only thing that remained was a list that kept popping up.

Several golden wavy lines arranged the lists in order, and the team at the top had the lowest odds.

Most of the names are preceded by the union name and followed by the person's name.

Gao Chengcheng saw many familiar names, but she still prioritized the top five.

"Let's not talk about the second-ranked Newcomer Alliance. Sister Qiao, you should be familiar with it. But as for the third-ranked Black Iron Guild, let me tell you, there are not many good people in it."

She vividly described the group's obsession with item cards and their despicable behavior of trying to cheat her out of things after they had fought against her in several copies.

"These big guilds are all guys who will not do anything without profit, and they all like to pay attention to some newcomers. Oh, by the way, I have to remind you about the Newcomer Alliance. Although the Newcomer Alliance does have many amazing talents, the loss rate of newcomers they recruit into the alliance is particularly high. Some players also said that it is because their guild has a special way of cultivating people."

Gao Chengcheng said "Pooh" when he said this.

"You really think the other players are fools. Some veteran players even gave them a name called the Newcomers' Graveyard. You and the little guys in your team should not be easily fooled by them."

Tang Xiaoxiao nodded as she listened nearby: "Before the game, they wanted to trick Xiaoni into joining their team."

In his words and deeds, he treated Xiao Ni as a resource that could be exchanged.

Qiao Song read the entire list from top to bottom and saw his name at the end.

Because she was voted out by the ghost and forced to participate in the competition, and she is also a new player, the odds behind her are not particularly high, and it is written in bright red 1:50.

Apart from the players participating in the same dungeon, only the ghosts who are monitoring the situation in the field through surveillance know what style of the game Qiao Songguo plays.

The fat man suddenly seemed to have discovered some business opportunity.

"Fifty to one! My goodness, Huang Maosheng, how much money do we have left? Do you want to do something big?"

When Huangmao saw the odds, his eyes widened.

Because there are more large guilds in this round, most of the names at the front are those with odds of 2 to 1 or 3 to 1. For newcomers like Qiao Song at the end, only gamblers who want to make a small profit will invest hundreds or thousands of soul coins.

Gao Chengcheng’s odds are at least 1 to 5.

The group of guys standing around Qiao Song started counting money as if they had discovered a business opportunity.

"Let's save the money for buying a car. Why don't we invest 10,000 yuan?" Huang Mao has already started dreaming. If his sister Qiao ranks in the top ten, how much money can he get?

That’s 500,000!

However, the odds change in real time. After they calculated the money in their own piggy banks and went straight to the betting area after getting out of the elevator, they found that Qiao Song's odds were rising rapidly. By the time Huangmao paid the money, it had become 1:15.

"Damn, who cut off my business opportunity?!"

Gao Chengcheng exclaimed and said he was stupid.

"Sister Qiao's name was on the Goblin voting list before. A player who can be directly voted out by the Goblin and bear a grudge must be extraordinary. Do you really think all the players are fools?"

Huang Mao saw her swiping her card in front of the betting machine and asked slyly, "How much did you bet, Ms. Gao?"

Gao Chengcheng chuckled and said, "Invest 10,000 yuan each in me and Sister Qiao."

"Wow, a wealthy family, you can't afford to offend them."

Gao Chengcheng was going to participate in the competition herself, so of course she would invest some money for herself. She was a raw material transfer agent and didn't have much operating funds left, but she could make money at any time by selling prop cards and raw materials, so she didn't feel bad about losing tens of thousands of dollars.

When Qiao Song went over to swipe the card, he voted for himself and her fleet just like Gao Chengcheng.

Behind the long list, as team after team of players came to the betting area to swipe their cards, the odds behind each person were changing.

Qiao Song looked at it for a while, and his eyes gradually moved to the top of the screen.

There is a special location there, a colorful area covered by various luminous objects. A virtual hill of gold coins illuminated by holographic lights is suspended, and on the top of the pile of gold coins is a crown.

【Terminal Rewards】

Below is a string of numbers that is longer than her ID number.

Gao Chengcheng saw her eyes fixed there, and immediately licked her lips and explained, "Sister Qiao, that little yellow-haired boy should have told you about the hearse race finish line, right?"

"So far, Hearse Entertainment has held 785 Deadly Highway Friendship Races. In each race, the top 10 out of 100 cars are selected as winners, but no car has ever made it to the finish line. The rewards for the finish line are accumulated every year. We just voted for the teams that can successfully advance to the top 10, but there is only one voting place for the finish line."

She pointed her finger at a blood-red windowsill in the far corner.

It was a somewhat strange-looking window frame, with a bunch of mini toys placed inside. In the center was a three-dimensional racing track with a winner logo in front and a little man with his hands raised high, and next to it was a pile of gold coins.

The first thing Qiao Song noticed was a scale placed on the side of the window, with one end outside and the other end inside.

Gao Chengcheng explained: "Both ghosts and humans can vote in this window. There is only one thing to vote for: who can reach the terminal."

But seeing that so few people come here to patronize, even if it has been held for more than 700 times, there shouldn't be so many gold coins piled up at the terminal.

Qiao Song looked around for a while and found that no one seemed to be interested in placing a bet here.

"Oh, it's not that they don't want to vote, but they don't dare to."

Gao Chengcheng took out a prop card and placed it on the small golden scale.

One side of the small balance is close to the outside, and the other side is just inside the window.

"This thing is called a value balance. You can only put things you think are valuable in it, and then convert it into the amount you want to bet."

The ordinary prop card that Gao Chengcheng placed was worth 100 soul coins, but after the scale shook, a three-dimensional projection quickly appeared on the other end, with the number 10 displayed on it.

"Look, even if I took out such a precious prop, it still only counts as 10 yuan. Well, since you've already made the bet, I'll just write your name."

The number 10 flew to the center of the window, and Gao Chengcheng wrote Qiao Song's name on it.

Qiao Song looked at it for a while and said, "There have been more than 700 competitions, but no one has ever reached the finish line. Then who invested the mountains of wealth here?"

Players can only use prop cards to transfer their bets into things of other value. There must be a source for all the money in the prize pool.

Gao Chengcheng pointed to the ceiling.

"It's the one in red."

It is no secret that there is a very powerful man in red in the Hearse Entertainment copy, but because the security of this copy itself is relatively high, everyone will not keep silent about it.

"According to the information I got, the girl in red should be very special. First of all, she is not very old. Secondly, she is very persistent about the finish line of the race. She seems to hope more than anyone else that a player can reach the finish line."

"She would invest a large sum of money in the hearse race every year. She wouldn't invest in just one person, but in everyone on the list. It's like as long as there's a contestant who can reach the finish line, she doesn't care who it is."

Gao Chengcheng thought for a moment and said, "Come to think of it, I remember a senior once told me that after the 500th competition, a new rule was added, saying that ghosts can also participate in the Death Road Friendly Race. Before, only players could participate."

"Ms. Gao Chengcheng's intelligence network is still as amazing as ever."

A male voice with a hint of admiration suddenly sounded from behind.

Gao Chengcheng frowned, feeling that the voice sounded familiar.

Qiao Song turned around and saw a familiar face looking at him with a smile.

You Yitong changed into a more formal tuxedo, and looked more like he was preparing to perform magic on stage rather than to participate in a hearse competition.

"My profession was suspected once before, and I just changed my outfit before participating in the dungeon this time. Miss Qiao Song, do I look like a magician now?"

Qiao Song's gaze lingered briefly on the pair of white gloves he was wearing.

Gao Chengcheng clicked his tongue, seeming not to like him very much.

"Then you magicians are really busy, performing magic tricks on highways."

You Yitong didn't seem to care much about the other party's hostility. She just walked around the two of them to the scale and put down a thick stack of prop cards.

A bunch of numbers are displayed on the scale.

Far exceeds Gao Chengcheng’s previous number of 10.

Gao Chengcheng saw You Yitong openly write his name on the betting at the terminal and couldn't help but mutter, "What is the Newcomer Alliance doing? Are they wasting so many prop cards?"

Even if this bet wins, the odds are only doubled compared to the top ten. Unless you bet on yourself and are confident that you can reach the finish line, otherwise it will be a waste.

If you can reach the finish line, the entire prize pool will be yours. Is that all you need?

Gao Chengcheng didn't understand and was shocked.

After You Yitong finished his shot, he took off his hat and exchanged gentlemanly greetings with the two ladies: "See you at the stadium."