"That bus route is definitely haunted!"
The old black observer immediately prompted Hey Lao to use his remaining few dozen dollars to do exactly what Jiang Ran had done!
Although the man looked completely bewildered after hearing this, he did as he was told out of trust...
Jiang Ran returned to his room with the pistol in his pocket. It was still early before nightfall, and he seemed to have plenty of free time.
He loaded the pistol with seven bullets and slowly walked into the bedroom where the sunlight couldn't reach!
He wanted to see what kind of monstrous thing was hiding in the shadows!
Even though he had a gun, Jiang Ran remained vigilant. However, when he stepped into the bedroom, the expected attack did not occur, or rather, nothing happened at all.
"It seems that shadows don't necessarily represent danger, but rather that danger might occur in the shadows?"
If that's the case, everyone's stress will be much less, but it's still a big no-no to let your guard down without understanding what the danger is!
An afternoon passed by quietly.
Two of the 30 ghost story tellers have died. One was killed when he was crushed by falling equipment while carrying cement at a construction site, and the other was bitten to death by someone who came into the toilet while he was cleaning it.
Who told him to choose a place where the sun doesn't shine? Rules are always the most important thing!
Such a mortality rate is already considered extremely low. Just compare it with the number of deaths on the first day at the mountain inn, and you'll see that it's basically the opposite!
There are many other ghost story writers who have been harmed by their profession. Many of them are missing certain parts of their bodies. Of course, there are also ghost story writers with considerable skills who have successfully solved certain predicaments with their brains and earned a considerable amount of Nightless Coins!
Well, several hundred, surely no one has more than them, right?
Those netizens with a "God's-eye view" have also summarized several very important pieces of information.
First, apart from the 30 ghost story masters who enter the ghost story world and are safe with each other, all other "humans" are dangerous! Once you enter the shadows with them, you will be hunted down!
Second, every profession has its own rules to follow. Violating them won't necessarily lead to death, but it will deduct a lot of Nightless Coins. In the current climate where everyone is poor, you'll basically have to cut off a few fingers to pay off the debt.
Since each profession has different rules to follow, some are simple and some are difficult, choosing the right profession can be very helpful in earning Night Coins.
But it was obvious that all the jobs listed on the list were traps. These seemingly legitimate jobs often concealed hidden dangers. The ghost storytellers, however, found a different way to solve the problem.
Park Baek-bun from South Korea simply lay on the street and acted like a beggar, yet he still managed to earn over 100 yuan in a day. Meanwhile, Ode Bupiao from India transformed into a master of extortion, managing to extort 500 yuan in just one day!
Of course, the one who earned the most among them was Alansta from the White Eagle Country. He rushed into the casino and shouted, "My fate is in my own hands!" Perhaps due to his incredible luck as a novice, he actually won a full 800 dollars!
The observers from various countries secretly noted down these methods, preparing to have their own ghost story writers try them out the next day.
"What kind of lousy idea did that damn observer come up with?!"
Hey, Lao took the bus back and forth all afternoon, almost spending all his money, but didn't see a single penny. When he took the bus for the third time at the same stop, he clearly felt that the people around him were looking at him differently!
"When I get back to my country, I'll make sure the king cuts off your head and uses it as a chamber pot!"
He returned to the entrance of the community exhausted. He hadn't earned a penny today and had even lost tens of yuan. But the money was secondary. Even if he made it out alive, he would be left with a lifelong disability!
"Stop right there! Delivery drivers aren't allowed in!"
Hey, the guy was stopped by the security guard in his own residential community.
"I'm not a delivery driver! I'm a homeowner, a homeowner!"
Hey, that's when Lao remembered he was still wearing his delivery driver uniform. Unfortunately, delivery drivers aren't allowed to quit until they've completed three deliveries, so he really can't take this uniform off!
Now he dares not deliver food to that shady shop anymore.
"Ha, a cunning deliveryman!" The security guard sneered, his mouth twisting like a dragon king's. "You're not a deliveryman, are you wearing shit? Do you think I'm blind?"
"But damn it, I think I just said hello to you when I left this morning!"
"Trying to get close, huh? You're certainly full of tricks!"
He was so angry he almost exploded. As the sky grew darker and the sun began to set, he felt completely unsafe outside. At least he could lock the door at home!
Hey, Lao pretended to give up and then sneaked around to the back door to try to climb over the wall. But when he was only halfway up, a security guard poked him down with a stick!
"Delivery drivers these days are getting more and more lawless; they're even thinking of scaling walls to get here!"
The security guards kept their good deeds to themselves and continued their patrol.
In the end, perseverance paid off, and Hey Lao found a dog hole in a hidden location.
"When I have enough money to buy guns, I'll definitely give each of you a bullet!"
As night approaches, most of the ghost story tellers are frowning, because they have all discovered, to their utter dismay, that they have no money to buy bullets after buying guns. What, are they going to use their pistols as bricks?
Alansta from the White Eagle Kingdom currently only has less than 900 Nightless Coins. He was cautious and asked the shopkeeper about the price of bullets before making a purchase, quickly abandoning the idea of buying a gun!
He considered his 800-plus yuan to be a lot among ghost story tellers, but after calculating, it was only enough to buy one bullet. Working hard all day just to get one chance to save his life? That was too much of a loss!
Do you know why this is a weapons shop and not a gun shop?
"Boss, I want this short knife."
Aransta's gaze was fixed on a short sword priced at 500 Nightless Coins. After looking at all the items, he realized that most weapons were priced according to their power, but this short sword was five times the price of a pistol. This must mean something!
Furthermore, the biggest advantage of melee weapons is that you don't need to buy extra bullets, which is undoubtedly their best choice!
"Good eye, Ghost Hunter."
Aransta sheathed his dagger, but instead of leaving the shop immediately, he asked the shopkeeper a question.
"You seemed to know my identity from the moment I entered the shop. How did you know I was a demon hunter?"
Aransta wouldn't be foolish enough to ask "What is a demon hunter?", as that would only backfire. So he would try to get information out of his boss indirectly!
The boss gave a sinister smile: "Haven't you noticed? You completely stand out from everyone around you!"
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