As for his ferry not being able to accommodate so many people, that's no longer a problem; let's deal with this guy first.
Seeing the once chaotic and agitated ghosts now lined up like obedient children, Zu An thought to himself that these guys were indeed afraid of power but not morality.
The only downside is that I just lost twenty merit points, and I don't know how the Netherworld calculates these actions.
Fortunately, I had just ferried a boatload of souls across the river, earning several dozen merit points. In addition, those thrown into the River of Oblivion were all villains, so killing them would have been very costly. Otherwise, I wouldn't have had enough merit points to lose.
After all the dead souls had lined up, Zaun began collecting the fare.
At first, the spirits cooperated and handed him merit coins.
After collecting dozens of them, the remaining souls suddenly realized something was wrong.
Given the opponent's imposing manner, there was nothing they could say, and several dozen more souls paid their fares.
Zuan didn't stop and continued to collect the remaining data.
When he had received several hundred, everyone finally couldn't hold back any longer, and someone whispered, "Aren't you going to send over the ones from the front first?"
That move was truly intimidating; despite everyone's existing discontent, they still asked the questions so gently.
"Don't worry, I've taken your payment, so I'll be responsible for getting you there," Zuan replied, continuing to collect the money.
"But……"
The agonizing screams of those unfortunate souls who had fallen into the River of Oblivion still echoed in their minds. The many spirits opened their mouths, but ultimately dared not say anything more.
After Zu'an collected several thousand merit coins, some of the bolder ghosts finally couldn't hold back any longer: "You've only been collecting fares here, but you haven't even delivered a single one yet. How can you possibly deliver them all?"
Are you kidding me? There are so many people now, he couldn't deliver them all even if he did it for three days and three nights. He's still receiving them.
Although what had just happened frightened them, they only had these merit coins left. If this guy tricked them out of them, they wouldn't be able to cross the river, and they would be in the same predicament. Rather than that, they might as well muster up the courage to ask him what had happened.
"Of course I can deliver them all." Sensing the commotion among the undead, Zu'an knew that if things continued like this, these guys might mutiny. So he said loudly, "Don't worry, everyone. Since I'm taking you in, I will definitely deliver you here today. This is the River of Oblivion, and the laws of the Netherworld dictate that I cannot cheat you out of your merit coins."
"The River of Oblivion bears witness: if I cannot send you across today, I will compensate you with double the merit coins; otherwise, my soul will be forever trapped in the River of Oblivion, unable to escape."
Hearing him make such a solemn vow, the departed souls were all stunned.
You must know that this is the Netherworld, right next to the River of Oblivion, so the oath will definitely come true.
Most of the people here were villains in life, and it was common for them to make oaths and vows. Nobody took them seriously, and they often regretted them afterward.
After arriving in the underworld and passing the Mirror of Retribution, they realized just how terribly wrong they had been back then.
Every person who breaks their oath is recorded, and they carry an additional burden of sin.
And oaths made in the underworld are even more serious; the consequences won't take long to come true, they will come immediately.
Although I don't think the other party can really get everyone there in such a short time, he made a vow, so isn't double merit points a good deal?
Even if this guy can't afford to pay, watching a ferryman of the River of Oblivion sink into oblivion forever is still a rather pleasant thing.
Many of the ferrymen of the River of Oblivion who were engaged in financial warfare in the distance also heard the commotion. They sneered inwardly, wondering if this guy had gone mad in order to earn merit coins.
In such a short time, with so many souls lost, let alone him alone, even if all the ferrymen on the River of Oblivion were combined, they simply wouldn't be able to send them all away in a single day.
This guy is doomed to lose. He doesn't have enough merit coins to pay out. It seems he's destined to sink into the River of Oblivion.
He must have resorted to this desperate measure to win the competition, but unfortunately he failed to send those souls to the other side. These merit coins were only temporarily in his hands and did not truly belong to him, so they would not be counted in the selection data.
This newbie is ridiculous, trying to take such a crooked and unorthodox approach.
Seeing the reactions of the ferrymen of the River of Oblivion in the distance, Zu An thought to himself that if he had a mockery value system, his own mockery value would probably be off the charts by now.
Without delay, he continued collecting the donation coins.
However, after receiving ten thousand souls, he eventually couldn't take any more.
Although he had made a solemn vow, it was clear that so many souls could not be sent away, and no one wanted to hand over the few merit coins they had left.
Although the other party said they would offer double compensation if they didn't deliver it, he simply couldn't afford to pay that.
Although it was satisfying to see a ferryman of the River of Oblivion sink into the River of Oblivion, the thought of losing a merit coin made me feel a little pained.
Zuan knew it was about time. Actually, he was also a little annoyed that collecting merit coins was a bit slow, so he glanced around and said in a deep voice, "Everyone should think it over carefully. If you pay now, it's one coin, but if you think about it later, it will double."
The ghosts all looked away from him, secretly sneering. This guy really knows how to act, but only an idiot would fall for his trick now.
Seeing that no other souls were willing to pay, Zu'an was not in a hurry and went directly to the shore: "Those who just paid the fare, stand in front; those who haven't paid, stay back."
At this moment, the first few dead souls couldn't help but swallow hard—although they were now in their dead form and didn't have much saliva left, they had only recently died and still retained some of their instincts from their previous lives: "Sir, safety comes first. Don't overload the ship and cause it to sink."
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