The departed souls ahead hesitated: "Can we really just leave?"
If, halfway through their journey, the two banks of the River of Oblivion suddenly closed in, the thought of being torn apart by countless water ghosts sent chills down the spines of all the departed souls.
"Stop talking nonsense!" Zu An had no time to reason with these people, so he simply used the Gluttonous Devouring Heaven Technique to suck up the group of dead souls at the front and throw them into the passage in the middle of the River of Oblivion.
A group of ghosts were terrified and howled in terror, desperately trying to run back, but the evil star blocked their way. Helpless, they could only run desperately towards the other side of the river.
Perhaps out of fear of the River of Oblivion, no one dared to linger. They were all running at full speed, and in the blink of an eye, the souls had reached the other side.
"We've really made it across?" The souls who had stepped onto the shore finally felt at ease, and after realizing it wasn't a dream, they cheered.
With these successful examples, the previously hesitant souls rushed forward.
Some of the bolder ones even went over to check out the walls of the River of Oblivion, seeing that they were as solid as old dogs.
Normally, there's no chance to see the bottom of the River of Oblivion, and people usually avoid those water ghosts, so very few can see their full appearance.
Now, separated by a wall of water, I see those water ghosts baring their fangs and claws, yet I can't do anything to them. I feel a sense of triumph.
These little things are quite cute.
Sensing that the group had slowed down, Zaun quickly noticed the reckless behavior of these fools.
He didn't say anything, but just tried to control himself a little.
The previously stable water wall suddenly rippled, as if it were about to collapse. The water ghosts made a move to pounce, which terrified the dead souls so much that they ran away in a panic.
Everyone then realized just how much divine power it would take to control the River of Oblivion.
This guy doesn't look like a seasoned ferryman; the time he can control it must be limited.
What if we can't hold on any longer and the waters of the River of Oblivion on both sides collapse in? Wouldn't that be the end of us?
As a result, no one dared to stop and waste time anymore, and the initial 10,000 people quickly ran across.
The whole process didn't really require maintaining order. After all, having learned their lesson, no soul dared to approach the River of Oblivion on either side. Moreover, if a conflict broke out between them, affecting the passage time of others, it would arouse public anger.
At this moment, the remaining souls finally came to their senses. Some of the souls who had not paid their fares rolled their eyes and rushed over, trying to take advantage of the chaos.
Anyway, with such a wide road, a few more of them wouldn't make a difference.
Who knew that at this moment, Zu'an snorted coldly, and then the River of Oblivion around those dead souls suddenly closed in, instantly swallowing them up.
They were just shielded from the view by some inexplicable power of rules, and could only watch helplessly as so many souls ran past them. In particular, some despicable creatures dared to provoke them, and the water ghosts of the River of Oblivion were already thirsty and hungry.
A series of piercing screams instantly calmed down the restless spirits behind them.
Immediately afterwards, they all ran to the shore, holding up donation coins and shouting to Zu'an, "Sir, please accept our payment, we want to get across too."
Zuan refused to accept the money and coldly said, "Now you either pay three times the fare, or leave all the merit coins you have on you."
He still left a way out for some of the dead, after all, not all of them could afford three times the fare.
"Didn't you just say double?" many of the dead cried out.
Zuan snorted: "I've changed my mind. It's your fault for making me unhappy just now."
The departed souls were immediately conflicted. If they gave it to them, it seemed too expensive. If they didn't, and continued to linger there, who knew when they would be able to cross the river?
You must know that every extra day spent on this shore will damage your soul, and over time you will easily turn into a muddled monster.
Getting a shot isn't the scariest part; the scariest part is the time spent waiting for that needle to go in.
The same applies to these departed souls. Just thinking about the Yama's Palace and Hell, and not knowing what kind of punishment awaits them, makes this state of mind extremely agonizing.
So in the end, these souls gritted their teeth, paid three times the fare, and decided to get across as quickly as possible.
At the same time, he was filled with regret, thinking that if he had known this would happen, he would have paid the fare at the very beginning.
But back then, who would have thought that he could even separate people from the River of Oblivion!
Could he be a man from the River of Oblivion?
At this moment, the ferrymen on the other side of the River of Oblivion finally noticed the abnormality: "Wait, what's going on over there?"
Actually, some people noticed it from the beginning, but because they were involved in a financial war of borrowing and lending, everyone got angry with each other in order to compete for resources.
Some of the ferrymen even got into fights.
So even if someone notices it, they can't get away to check it out right away.
Now, with hundreds of thousands of souls crossing the river, it's hard to miss them.
"How did that guy do that?!" All the ferrymen of the River of Oblivion were shocked.
However, everyone quickly reached a consensus: what's the point of arguing here? If that guy really manages to help so many souls pass through, his merit points will be far ahead of everyone else's. How can their little merit points catch up with what they're arguing about?
It turns out this guy was just lying to us about loans and installment payments!
Realizing they had been tricked, the ferrymen of the River of Oblivion were furious.
The rage value from Ferryman A of the River of Oblivion is +999 +999 +999...
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