"I just heard you say that you encountered the Death Dragonfly."

"Um."

"Heh, you're lucky. The number of dead dragonflies is extremely small, and they appear and disappear unpredictably, moving very fast. It's generally very difficult to encounter them."

Mo Shuwan's eyebrows twitched slightly. "If this is all you've got, then it can't be considered good luck, can it?"

Fang Min smiled and said, "Of course not, but the reward for catching the dead dragonfly is quite generous."

This time, not only Mo Shuwan, but everyone present who heard Fang Min's words raised their eyebrows.

Mo Shuwan asked, "How generous?" Before she could finish speaking, Fang Min raised a finger. She frowned and guessed, "One thousand points?"

Fang Min shook his head.

Mo Shuwan stared at the finger, while Lu Xingkai, sitting next to her, asked anxiously, "Is it ten thousand if not a thousand? Are you kidding me? Ten thousand points for such a weak dragonfly?"

His voice was full of disbelief. Fang Min withdrew his finger and said with a smile, "It's just 10,000 points. As for its use, only Bus knows. That's why I said you guys are lucky. Apart from being fast, the Death Dragonfly is so weak that it can be crushed with one hand."

Lu Xingkai looked constipated, and the others also had strange expressions. "How many points are there for killing someone?"

"Killing them is too few, only a hundred points." Fang Min seemed to have only said this for this reason, and then made an excuse to leave.

Lan Chengzhou turned to look at Lu Xingkai and the others, whose expressions were as if they had eaten shit, clicked his tongue, and said to Fang Min, who had just returned, "You have a really bad sense of humor. They must be regretting it to the core now."

"I was just stating a fact."

Lan Chengzhou was right. Lu Xingkai and the others were indeed filled with regret. The Death Dragonfly was indeed very weak; it could be crushed with one hand, and it was indeed crushed with one hand...

Everyone turned to look at the culprit who had crushed the dragonfly to death.

The new passenger, feeling nervous under the scrutiny of so many eyes, shrank back slightly. "It's not my fault. You all intervened, and I just happened to grab it by chance, but I accidentally used too much force and killed it. It's really not my fault."

"Couldn't you have used less force back then?!"

"Exactly! That's ten thousand points!!!"

"I didn't want to either! Hey, don't pull my pants, they're already torn!"

Mo Shuwan looked at the passengers making a ruckus and smiled helplessly.

—What a pity.

Looking at the words Wen Zuo wrote on the ground, Mo Shuwan nodded and sighed, "Yes, what a pity."

Because of the previous incident, the passengers had used up most of the items they had redeemed. Even those who had redeemed weapons had lost them when the ground tilted. In fact, most of them were empty-handed when they went out with Mo Shuwan and the others to find missions. The first side mission they encountered was "Dead Dragonfly".

With no weapons or defensive talismans, the passengers were on edge. When they heard the sound of flapping wings nearby, they excitedly started swatting at it. They didn't know if they had stunned the dragonfly, but it stayed within their attack range for more than five minutes.

In the end, they were accidentally caught by a new passenger and strangled to death. They were as excited and thrilled at the time as they are now extremely frustrated.

Two days have passed since that depressing night. A group of passengers, dressed in tattered clothes and covered in blood, are squatting by the pond, scooping water to wash their faces.

"Cai Zhongqi, your butt crack is showing!"

"grass!"

Cai Zhongqi immediately covered his buttocks and jumped up with a scream, turning around in horror to see if his buttocks were really exposed.

"Hehehe, don't get excited, don't get excited, a cleavage is bound to be a hit!"

Cai Zhongqi's face instantly turned bright red. He glared at the laughing passengers and shouted indignantly, "Don't laugh at me. Look at yourselves! At least I only showed my butt. Some people have their... you know... exposed! If they accidentally get scratched by a thorn while walking tomorrow, hehehehe."

The person whose name was mentioned covered his crotch and said with a wry smile, "I wasn't laughing at you."

Apart from Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo, who had exchanged their clothes, the others' clothing over the past few days could only be described as appalling. They were all dirty and their clothes were tattered; they looked like beggars.

Mo Shuwan, who was sitting at a distance discussing matters with Wen Zuo, finally couldn't help but sigh, "Luckily we exchanged for clothes and pants, otherwise we probably would have been running around naked in a few days."

Wen Zuo was laughing happily beside him.

Mo Shuwan glared at him, then couldn't help but laugh along. Their laughter was contagious, and they couldn't stop. Occasionally they would stop, look at each other, and then clutch their stomachs and start laughing again, as if they had been tickled.

One of the three girls in the group walked over and asked with a grin, "Captain, Wen Zuo, what are you laughing at?"

Mo Shuwan laughed so hard she couldn't speak.

"I washed two fruits, you can try them." She handed one to Wen Zuo, and then passed the other one to Mo Shuwan.

Mo Shuwan noticed that her chest was less than half a fist's distance from Wen's left knee, and suddenly she didn't want to laugh anymore. She looked away and said indifferently, "You eat."

The girl gave Mo Shuwan a big smile. "Thank you, Captain." She sat up straight and happily took a bite of the fruit.

It's a long story, but actually it only took a few seconds from when the girl handed him the fruit to when he straightened up. Before Wen Zuo could react, he saw that Mo Shuwan seemed a little angry. Looking at the fruit in his hand, he realized that she didn't want to eat it, so he returned the fruit to the girl.

"You eat, one is enough for me, I'm full."

Wen Zuo shook his head, picked up a branch to talk to Mo Shuwan, but found that she seemed even angrier, so he couldn't help but reach out and touch her hand.

--What’s wrong with you?

"fine."

The girl next to Wen Zuo followed closely behind, holding a piece of fruit. "Wen Zuo, you can have this. I really only need one. You're so tired every day, you should eat more."

Wen Zuo frowned and awkwardly squeezed closer to Mo Shuwan. The girl followed suit, and he angrily pushed her away, writing on the ground: I don't want to eat, get out of my way, and stop chasing me.

Mo Shuwan looked down at the words written on a twig, examined them carefully, and was satisfied to see the resistance in each word. Then she reached out and took away the fruit that the girl was relentlessly offering, and pulled Wen Zuo behind her like a mother hen protecting her chicks, blocking the girl's harassment.

"Thank you for the fruit. We need to get down to business now. You should go and get some rest."

Wen Zuo is tall and strong, and Mo Shuwan's petite body couldn't block him at all. Instead, it looked as if she was leaning against Wen Zuo's arms.

However, the effect was still extremely noticeable. The girl looked at the fruit in Mo Shuwan's hand, then at Wen Zuo, and finally gave a bright smile. "Well, I'm going to rest now. You two shouldn't talk too late. Your health is more important."

After the girl walked away, Mo Shuwan lowered her hand that was protecting Wen Zuo and stuffed the fruit into his hands, saying, "I don't have much of an appetite, you eat it."