-1-
"Everyone is here."
Just as Ms. M was about to kick Mr. T under the bus, the whole bus shook violently - as if it had fallen from the platform with a "bang" to somewhere.
"Bus No. 999 has officially departed. Passengers at the next stop please approach the door and prepare to get off..."
Miss M looked at the conductor who was standing at the front of the train with a smile on his face again. The conductor had reapplied the bright human skin and turned into a very handsome sunny man.
...It must have been him who peeled off the human skin wrapped around the light bulb on the platform street lamp.
Then, the order of solution should be set to the second to last.
Miss M sneered, kicked Mr. T, who was half-flattened by his heel, back, and removed the shield she had set up earlier.
This is more fun than dealing with greasy garbage.
Even if one doesn't want to rescue such a greasy wrapping paper, the vicious undead threatening the system employees still needs to be dealt with.
-2-
The shield was removed, and the panicked and whispered discussions among the passengers floated into Miss M's ears.
"What should I do? I'm about to get off at the next stop..."
"Have you decided which station to go to? I really still prefer the Encounter Station..."
"I just want to go home! In the final analysis, it's all your fault. Why did you have to try something else like 999 Road Ghost Stories..."
"Just one stop! Just one stop, that's all. Just one stop and your wish will come true—"
Miss M turned her ears slightly, and more discussions flooded into her mind.
In the past, when she didn't have subordinates to provide external assistance in the background, she had performed countless horrific repairs on her own. Now she was starting her own investigation again, but she was just a little uncomfortable, not a big problem.
...It's so noisy. It's been a long time since I fully opened my senses, so it's really noisy.
Where on earth was that undead spirit hiding? As soon as she found its location, she would kill it with one blow... and end this frustrating rescue mission...
-3-
Hiding in the student's mind, Mr. P was also busy receiving this information.
Compared to his superiors who were observant and alert, he could only rely on his own hearing to hear a few vague words, but those few words were enough.
A few sentences are enough for a reliable civilian to analyze the information he needs.
First of all, it is certain that all the passengers on this bus seemed to have boarded the bus voluntarily.
Combined with the information obtained from the previous interviews with students... this No. 999 bus was originally an urban legend about love that circulated among couples. It had very few supernatural elements and almost no danger.
It's like the Marriage Bridge, the Three Lives Stone, two people tie their pinkies with a red string and take nine steps forward with their eyes closed...
This No. 999 bus also has the function of fulfilling "love wishes".
All you need to do is prepare a liter of blood, arrive at the nearest bus stop at 1:01 AM, close your eyes, and take nine steps forward.
You can reach the No. 999 bus stop and board the No. 999 bus.
It is said that "as long as you take bus 999, you will find the most perfect partner."
-4-
In the strange story, the rules for completing the No. 999 bus are very simple. Passengers need to choose any three stops after the "official departure", get off the bus, stay at the stop for half an hour, and then get back on the bus.
During this period, paired passengers must sit together with their "partners" after entering the carriage (whether before getting off the station or after getting on the train).
After successfully riding together for three stops, passengers no longer need to get off. Passengers who get off at three stops can have a romantic wish granted. However, the scope of that wish is very limited and the effect is very weak, lasting at most three months.
If you want to realize your wish with "forever" as the deadline, you must reach the destination.
If you want to reach the terminal, you must go to all nine stations along the route and stay at each station for half an hour.
During this period, something may happen every time the lovers get off the train or get on the train, which may prevent them from "sitting together" when they return to the train.
On the contrary, if you can sit together with your partner in the car and arrive at the destination smoothly, you can identify that the other person is your "perfect partner" and get the answer "you will be together for life."
If you are a single passenger who wants to fulfill your secret crush, win back your ex, or find a perfect partner, you can also take bus No. 999.
These single passengers will be randomly paired up by the ticket seller. As long as they arrive at the terminal, the two single passengers will each get a chance to realize their wish.
...But being randomly paired up by the ticket seller definitely has its risks.
This kind of strange story that tests couples and helps them realize their love, as you can imagine, mainly revolves around the relationship between two people... If you just get together with strangers to pass the level, the success rate is very low.
However, as mentioned in the introduction, there is almost no danger of the 999 bus ghost story.
There were no casualties among the passengers who had participated in the 999 route ghost story.
If you don't stay at the site for the full thirty minutes and get lost or separated from others, you'll be missing for a few days and will be found soon after, but you'll only lose the memory of those days.
Lovers who successfully completed the number of stops but failed to sit together throughout the entire process would simply have conflicts and break up inexplicably after a few days.
Moreover, if you want to give up and leave here, you only need to pay the ticket seller another liter of blood.
——Joining and leaving is entirely voluntary, and there are no serious consequences even if you fail. The strange story of bus No. 999 has attracted a large number of couples or married couples, and even more attracted a large number of single people who are eager for love.
It has almost become a popular check-in spot in this city. If it weren't for the fact that there is really no mobile phone signal here——
Maybe it has already made it to the "xx headlines" and made a lot of money from ticket sales.
-5-
However, a bug appeared in this world.
A strange ghost who calls himself "999 Official Route" swallowed up the entire bus that was moving harmlessly and completely controlled all the energy of this strange story.
It directly modified the route of "nine stations" to "three stations" and eliminated the existence of the terminal station. Passengers only need to choose any station and stay for an hour to "realize the wish of eternity" -
It seems that many conditions have been relaxed.
But as long as you have a failure in that one site.
You will be stuck on bus No. 999 forever.
-6-
People in real life won't even be able to find your body.
Your face was peeled off and wrapped around a light bulb, your body was squeezed to bleed and used as paint for a certain station...who knows.
The people who flocked to the platform knew nothing about this and still regarded this strange story as "an exciting adventure that won't kill anyone" and walked happily into the platform.
What? A red chair on the platform? An unidentified blood line on the route map?
Couples in love will smile to each other: You must be making a fuss, that's just the red color of love.
The number of missing persons has increased dramatically...
Neighbors murmured quietly, "People who walk out of their homes after one in the morning covered in blood are not decent people. They deserved it for letting them leave. What? Officer, are you asking me if I know where they're going?"
How would I know? I'm a decent person.
——The No. 999 bus continued to run on unknown streets without any supervision.
-7-
Of course, apart from anything else, that is indeed a realm beyond human reach.
The sins of the dead will be judged by the dead.
After an operations employee who went to that world to carry out a love mission was devoured, World 198 was officially registered as a horror world and entered the archives of the Horror Maintenance Department.
Ms. M immediately offered the solution of "killing" the creature. Simple and straightforward.
If Mr. T had not sent a rescue request, Miss M would have also gone to World 198 for repairs after resting for a few days after returning from her business trip.
Mr. P's initial danger rating for this world was "B+". As a powerless civilian, he absolutely did not want to set foot here.
But, unfortunately——
"We have arrived at the meeting station. We have arrived at the meeting station. Passengers preparing to get off, please proceed to the back door..."
The crowd's chatter rose slightly, and a few alert passengers in the front row looked at each other, and a man and a woman exchanged gestures.
They didn't look like a couple who came here to test their courage on a whim. Their hands were always in their pockets, as if they were holding some weapons.
The male student had a good position. He kept staring at the car window silently, and many small details behind him were reflected in the window.
Moreover, this student had good eyesight. At least, Mr. P could clearly see the scar on the face of a man sitting in the front seat through his eyes.
——I’ve seen the scarred man who mocked the “newcomer” in the FN274 world.
A player of the "Eternal Life Game" who was once sent out of the world by him personally.
...Sure enough, the "Eternal Life Game" also treated this place as a copy provided to players.
His guess was correct; the fluctuations detected during data transmission were not an illusion.
Then, as a subordinate, I should further verify...
-8-
"Meeting Station? What a cliché name."
The student's vision suddenly shook violently - Miss M next to him suddenly stood up and grabbed the backpack strap on the student's back.
The boy was thin, and when she tightened her grip on him, he staggered and was lifted over.
"Let's go, subject."
Miss M didn't even turn her head, as if she was shouting in a preschool cartoon, "Let's go, Sheep, let's go graze somewhere else":
"Let's get off the station and buy some milk tea. Please treat me. I don't have any money."
Mr. P: “…”
Please don't do this, Ms. M. I haven't completed the most important detailed investigation yet...
But he couldn't say a word, as the gloomy, mushroom-growing student next to him immediately and excitedly took control of his body.
"I don't want it!"
There was a firmness in the fear, and a slight tremor in the firmness: "I will only use my pocket money to buy squad leader Qianqian some milk tea! Big sister, don't pull me!"
Mr. P: “…”
Ms. M: “…”
-9-
Miss M arched her eyebrows, squinted her eyes, and smiled, revealing a pair of sweet dimples.
"What did you call me just now? Can you repeat it?"
Mr. P quickly pushed the student down and took over the conversation. "This lovely, beautiful lady, who also possesses a powerful aura and makes me call her 'Big Sister', expressing my admiration and deference... I'm very sorry, but because I promised to buy milk tea only for the class monitor, I must decline your invitation."
Ms. M: “…”
Miss M's dimples, which concealed countless dangers amidst her sweetness, faded away.
"That's quite human." She waved her hand nonchalantly. "Okay, if you can't buy me milk tea, buy me some fruit tea."
The student who had just been suppressed immediately stood up: "But my pocket money can only be paid by Qianqian..."
Mr. P immediately turned around to rescue the classmate: "I'll give you money. Buy it for her quickly."
Student: “But…”
"Please buy her a cup of hot fruit tea with less sugar. I'll give you a reward, ten times your monthly allowance."
student:"……"
"With ten times the pocket money, I can probably take that squad leader to eat all over the canteen."
student:"……"
-10-
Faced with the temptation from adults, the students couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
-11-
Ten minutes later, Miss M happily received a cup of full Orange Tea, and the student happily received ten times the pocket money for this month.
It's great to do business with adults.jpg
The only one who was hurt was Mr. P... But in fact, multiplying a middle school student's pocket money by ten is not a big deal to his wallet. This is the magical wallet that has become fatter after being squandered by his boss for decades.
and.
He put away his wallet and glanced at the streetlight outside the platform of Encounter Station.
A half-flattened Mr. T was strung on the street lamp.
...Besides, compared to this outstanding senior, I am not hurt.
What a pity.
-12-
Even if I want to skewer it, I can just put it on Miss M's knife, and she will sprinkle flower petals on me.
This senior must be sad because of the cold treatment he received.
-13-
...Mr. T, who was strung on a street lamp and left half flat on his back, had no idea of Mr. P's inner thoughts. If he had the ability to read minds, he would have vomited blood when he read Mr. P's weird train of thought.
Who! Would! Compare the situations of "strung on a streetlight" and "strung on a knife" to feel superior?
Is being skewered something to be proud of?
Stay away from mental illness from the beginning and don’t be fooled!
Miss M had already forgotten about the greasy garbage and the poor students. She held a piece of fruit tea and bent down to examine the posters posted on the platform display board.
It was a rather crude poster, with the silhouettes of a man and a woman appearing at both ends of the poster. The man and woman each stretched out a hand in a grasping gesture, with a heart in the middle.
...Rather than saying it is a "heart" displayed between lovers, it is more like two people fighting for each other's bloody "heart".
Ms. M read the words on the poster: "Welcome to the meeting station. Notice of this station: Please sit on the bench with your partner within five minutes and spend an hour together..."
"Ah, there are no more benches."
The student behind her suddenly said, pointing behind her: "That side is already full of passengers."
——Perhaps because they thought the first "encounter station" was easy, or perhaps because they were frightened by the fact that Miss M had just gotten off the bus and directly carried Mr. T upside down to string him onto the street lamp, and then jumped off to buy fruit tea. The originally spacious bench on the platform was now crowded with couples of men and women.
When Miss M looked in the direction the student pointed, a small scream broke out among the crowd.
One girl even hugged her boyfriend's head with a desperate expression as if the world was ending.
Ms. M: “…”
Oops, I forgot to turn on the shield when I was spamming.
System employees who leave psychological trauma on the world's indigenous people will be complained about by the world.
…Never mind, Xiao P will take care of it.
-14-
"Over there, it seems like there's a countdown."
The student standing behind her pointed to the top of the platform, motioning Miss M to check the clock, which was ticking backwards. "The station instructions say we must sit together within five minutes... Right now, we have two minutes and ten seconds left... two minutes and nine seconds."
"We better find a place to sit down quickly."
indeed.
Miss M found a seat, jumped over quickly, and jumped up with her hands: "Here, here, there is an empty seat, sit down quickly."
student:"……"
In the student's inner world, he uttered "ouch" and hid behind Mr. P.
This classmate didn't dare to speak out since just now (when he saw Miss M eating greasy garbage), and his body has been controlled by Mr. P. In fact, that cup of fruit tea was also ordered by Mr. P.
Now he couldn't help but complain quietly to this seemingly gentle adult: "There's no place for people to sit there. I'm a serious mysophobia. I have to wipe off the gray on the eraser before and after doing homework."
Mr. P: “…”
Mr. P: "It's okay, don't be afraid, the surface is clean."
He walked over calmly, nodded to his boss who was waving at him, and also put his hands on his shoulders and jumped up -
He sat next to her on the lid of the trash can next to the bench.
Ms. M sat on "other garbage" and Mr. P sat on "hazardous waste".
Two people sat side by side.
-15-
Miss M happily took credit: "Well, I found a seat specially and even gave you the beautiful red one."
Mr. P, sitting on the red “hazardous waste” bin: “…”
It's the opposite.
But he didn't say anything. He was just a student who was focused on growing mushrooms.
Ms. M took another sip of her fruit tea and soothed him, "It's okay, classmate. Hazardous waste bins are usually very clean. At most, they contain some flammable materials. Other bins might contain pet feces. You see, you're in a really good spot."
Mr. P said, "That's the wrong way around. You should be sitting here, where it's clean."
Before he finished speaking, he squeezed over and stretched out his hand to exchange places with his boss, just like when he carried her away in the office to take the documents on the chair -
-16-
"Five minutes to go. The encounter begins."
The unique electronic announcement sound of a bus came from not far away, and the street lights went out one by one.
The entire platform was plunged into darkness.
"If you want to perfectly meet your perfect partner," the electronic announcement voice stated flatly, "first, you have to catch your partner's eye."
"What is that? Wait, Xiao Meng, why are you using your nails, uhhhhhhh——"
"Wife, wife, you are crazy, wife, those are my eyes, don't grab them-"
"What the hell, didn't I come here because I said I wouldn't get hurt—"
Catch the eye.
Yes, of course it catches the eye in the physical sense.
...Those women's long, sharp nails are meant to be used for such horrible things, aren't they?
The electronic female voice continued broadcasting in the darkness: "Next, you need to make the opponent involuntarily lose the ability to move."
The screams were replaced by short, panting sounds of fighting. This time, it seemed as if the woman was being driven to attack the man's ankle, but without a weapon, she was quickly suppressed by the man with the greater physical advantage.
What's more, there were a few angry curse words and female screams.
...Perhaps some men were caught off guard when their eyeballs were gouged out, and lost their rationality after the severe pain.
Just like every time before.
Haha… No matter how scary a woman is, she will eventually succumb to fists.
This reckless and terrible woman should have been taught a lesson long ago.
"Okay, that's it for the first round."
The thing in the darkness laughed happily, and the electronic broadcast sound was gradually replaced by a low male voice.
In the air thick with the smell of blood, crisp clapping sounds were heard.
"Let me see, for the first five minutes, the couples who managed to sit together—lights on."
-17-
The street lights come on.
The pupils of the undead standing on the street lamp suddenly shrank.
——There was no blood, no corpses, no crying or tragedy.
The passengers who had been huddled and shivering on the benches had disappeared without a trace... The only thing left on the platform was...
"Yo."
Squeezed together on a red hazardous waste bin, Miss M drank the last sip of fruit tea and waved to the dead.
Mr. P reluctantly stepped back, giving her space to wave and act, and at the same time turned off the MP3 player that had just been turned on.
"Hello, Mr. Ticket Agent."
The conductor's expression gradually turned cold: "...Passenger, you are not sitting on the bench."
"But I was sitting with my partner. According to the world's rules, I didn't break any rules."
Ms. M said with a smile, "It's just that we're a little special. We're all considered hazardous waste, so we sit in a row here."
Mr. P: “…”
Don't interrupt your boss when he's speaking.
Never mind, as long as she is happy.
-18-
Miss M stood up from the lid of the trash can, stood on tiptoe lightly, stretched out her arms, and began to do warm-up exercises.
Instead of using NPCs or monsters, they thought of using the basic rules of this world to 'sit together', thereby weakening my abilities... Because, no matter how strong I am, I still need to consider the neutrality code of the system staff...
Indeed, this method is the most feasible of all methods.
But how do you come up with this method and how do you ensure it’s executed smoothly?
——The other party must be very familiar with the neutrality code of the system employees and the operating rules of each world.
You must also understand how much I hate men.
The other party must also be very clear that even if my strength would be weakened, I would not want to be close to a strange man.
Pairing, partnering, teaming. All of which I would reject.
That’s why I chose such a malicious world and arranged so many factors that I hate so much.
"Even, to make sure I would get upset, lose control, and go crazy, he appeared in front of me personally..."
After completing the warm-up, she took a final sip of the fruit tea cup in her hand and threw the empty cup behind her.
Mr. P caught it, then quietly opened the lid of the "recyclables" bin next to him and threw the cup in.
The conductor frowned and said, "I don't understand what you are saying, passenger..."
Miss M jumped up, her skirt fluttering on the red barrel lid, as graceful as a spinning maple leaf.
-19-
The next second, the maple leaf pierced through the ticket seller's throat with incredible sharpness using a paper fruit tea straw.
-20-
"…I told you, you're just the second to last one, you need to be dealt with."
Smiling, she tore the pale undead ghost apart with a straw, then Miss M grabbed the street lamp with one hand, her long black hair hanging in the air.
Without stopping, she dropped the straw and grabbed her own shadow under the lamp, stretching it, extending it, and expanding it.
The black scythe chopped down, and Miss M looked extremely happy.
"You're the last one, T."
-twenty one-
Former Head of Purchasing.
Experienced system staff.
The rescue mission had a strange background and forced me to come alone. But after such a long time, I suddenly appeared in front of her, talking nonsense about getting back together, and within a few minutes, I did everything that disgusted and annoyed her.
...There's disgust and fear in your eyes, idiot.
-twenty two-
The last trace of smile on Mr. T's face disappeared.
His expression, after his indifference, finally took on the mercenary shrewdness that only belongs to a businessman. "M, I didn't expect you would be willing to compromise yourself and interact with a random NPC just to attack me. Ha, am I so unforgettable to you? Hating someone is also a form of caring."
There was no response, and the scythe slashed down directly.
...It's always like this.
It's always like this, always like this.
"I never meant to hurt you, M."
The second elder of the System World said with a cunning look, "I just wanted you to obey. If you had chosen me in that car, if you had chosen to sit with me just now, if you had pretended to be injured and let me take you away... We wouldn't have had to come to this."
It's you.
Rejecting the choices I gave you again and again...
"You know, you're not suited to staying in some system world, guarding that piece of data garbage."
His tone gradually became excited: "I have encountered a better opportunity - a better opportunity than becoming an employee - and I am willing to share it with you!"
Respect life?
Go to work honestly?
Cherish every weak NPC who is just a background board in the game?
Stop joking.
Over the years...
For so many years... guarding those ridiculous things... working overtime in mediocrity... performing a one-man show of ordinary life with a bunch of cowardly people...
——He was supposed to be a powerful undead spirit that could exist forever and surpass all humans.
"M, as long as you are willing, as long as you nod, this is the last chance I will give you-"
"Idiot."
-twenty three-
...She really didn't hesitate at all.
With a sigh, he threw the substitute prop from his arms to block the giant sickle, and Mr. T quickly jumped out of the attack range.
He has existed for a longer time than only M. Having been in charge of the purchasing department for so many years, he has already collected many props that can help him save his life and escape.
Even when facing M, as long as I can seize her weakness, I will be able to fight her.
"I understand, M. If you truly care about and protect those weak and insignificant NPCs passing by."
The next second, the undead's blade was at the harmless student's throat.
"Let me go," he ordered coldly, "otherwise, I will kill this NPC."
"This is your mistake, M. Even though you immediately moved the weak and stupid NPC, you still left one here. You are so stupid."
Miss M paused.
She stood on the street lamp, slowly picked up the sickle, and showed an interested look.
"...Oh? I'm stupid?"
-twenty four-
The fingertips, which were too white and even somewhat transparent, touched the tip of the knife.
"Sorry, I need to interrupt your conversation, Senior."
The student under the hood said softly, "Ms. M won't distract herself from the crowd, nor will she transcribe the victims of the previous victims from the files to disguise herself. She certainly won't bother to deal with you, analyze you, or become hostile to you..."
"She just wanted to find a reason to kill you. The reasons she used just now were all nonsense."
Mr. P blinked. “But as a subordinate, it’s my job to find a reason for my boss to deal with the trouble.”
-25-
"The evidence is irrefutable, and both the audio and video recordings are preserved."
It turned out to be the right decision to choose the student's own MP3 and mobile phone to copy the data.
"Contact records with players affiliated with the Eternal Life Game were intercepted ten seconds ago."
He specifically counted all the humans on the bench, but didn't find the players who got off the bus, so he directly intercepted the data stream that left the ghost story a second ago.
Sure enough, they discovered that those players were sent in by the Eternal Life Game on purpose. [They had reached an agreement with the Undead T in this world and could finish the dungeon in a few minutes.] The players who left were chatting happily.
Betrayal of duty.
Devour life.
Collude with forces outside the system world.
This caused bugs to appear in the 198th world.
"...Senior, as mentioned above, you have violated Article 89 of the employee prohibitions. According to regulations, the offending undead soul will be expelled from the system and sentenced to beheading... The executioner is Ms. M. Evidence submitted. The execution task has been applied for."
A crimson data light spot rose up, and circles of flowing arcs in time and space bounced off the tip of the knife against the throat.
The student's hood was blown away by the night wind, and Mr. T met Mr. P's blue eyes, which were filled with a hint of consideration and apology.
"Senior, what a pity."
-26-
Miss M jumped off the street lamp with a smile, and the sickle behind her looked like a huge crescent moon.
Curved, sweet, and life-threatening.
-27-
She was reluctant to say anything, and as she let go of her hands and feet and completely chopped the garbage, all she could do was giggle.
-28-
"...Are you always this happy every time you carry out an execution?"
Five minutes later, Mr. P wiped the blood splattered on his face.
"I still need to return this body to the client... I would appreciate your attention..."
Miss M pulled the sickle out of the foam and let out a happy "whoosh".
"You have no idea, Little P! This feels like finally cleaning that greasy corner at the top of the range hood that you can't reach!"
...Oh, you should be happy.
Mysophobia thought about it, felt a strong sense of empathy, and nodded with lingering fear.
Even though his face was still stained with blood splattered by his boss.
"The former purchasing manager has disappeared. Regarding the investigation report on the Eternal Life Game... I still have a lot of follow-up work to report on. Ms. M, please go back."
Miss M let out a long "ah".
-29-
"Come to think of it, Xiao P, you broke a lot of rules by showing up here without telling me."
“…”
"What should I do... should I report it... Hehe, if I report it, will the charges be serious enough to get you executed?"
“…”
"Xiao P~Xiao P~ What do you think we should do~"
"... Tell me what you want. I'm listening."
-30-
Miss M showed the happiest smile since arriving in this world.
"When we get back, I want to see Xiao P wearing school clothes in his real body! Playing the role of a high school boy! In the bedroom!"
“…”
"Otherwise, I'll report you for violations! Your boss will report you immediately!"
“…”
-31-
It turns out that your hobby is really not suits.
"Okay, Ms. M. But this won't happen again."
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