"..."
Inside the train compartnt.
Chen Mang looked up at the fighter jet circling continuously overhead, quietly admiring; he liked this thing, it looked authentic.
The speed of his train exceeded 3000km/hour, requiring at least Level 10 armor.
Otherwise, the train risked disintegration.
But in reality, this was because he didn’t have an Energy Shield; with a Level 10 Energy Shield, a Level 10 armor would suffice.
And his fighter jet had 0-level defense, with a maximum speed of 5040km/hour, yet without any armor restrictions.
However, it consud Energy Stones.
...
Ti quickly reached evening.
Almost midnight.
Residents numbered within the first 1000 had already orderly entered Neon City, while the rest remained on the train.
Inside Neon City.
Almost exactly at midnight, several Train Captains arrived punctually at Neon City with their thugs, a mix of newcors and veterans.
"So bustling..."
A young man had just appeared at the spawn point. Seeing the scene before him, he was so shocked that he froze on the spot, having never seen such a bustling, lively Adventure Map.
It even gave him a sense of disorientation, as if it were before Doomsday.
"Phew..."
The young man took a deep breath, glanced at the street shops, and imdiately started exploring along the street. Based on his experience, adventures are often not hidden in such easy-to-see shops.
He had read many online ga novels.
In online ga novels, adventures are found in hidden places.
After spending a full thirty minutes.
The man’s eyes suddenly lit up, attracted by a shop—
"chanical Train Confession Room."
The na alone sounded extraordinary!
It had so substance.
He cautiously looked around and, seeing that there was virtually no one in this area, quickly pushed the door open and entered.
The interior was decorated in black and white.
There were no shopkeepers, only a mat on the floor and a screen introducing the shop’s details.
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"When you feel guilty for sothing you’ve done, you can co here to confess."
"Confessions are divided into three levels."
"1. Ordinary Confession: Pay 100 points per minute."
"2. Advanced Confession: Pay 1000 points per minute."
"3. Extre Confession: Pay 10000 points per minute."
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"Ten thousand points per minute?"
The young man looked down at the balance on his watch, 1 million points, which he had just exchanged for iron ore, equivalent to ten thousand units of iron ore per minute. That price was a bit steep, and he wondered what kind of reward he might get.
He gritted his teeth slightly.
He chose the most expensive, Extre Confession, and began kneeling on the mat to confess with sincerity.
...
anwhile, outside the "chanical Train Confession Room," several Train Captains exchanged glances, all seeing the smiles in each other’s eyes.
"Ever since I got scamd by this store, every ti Neon City opens, my favorite thing to do is to wait here and watch newcors get fooled."
"Indeed, who would have thought there’d be such a scammy place in Neon City."
"What’s more, this store is well-hidden. Imagine coming to this place for the first ti and discovering such a hidden shop. How could you not have any little suspicions in your heart?"
"Indeed."
"But whether it’s just an illusion or not, after making a confession, I really feel much better, like paid confession works a bit better than free confession."
"You’re such a sucker."
Monts later.
"It’s been ten minutes already, isn’t that guy planning to co out?"
"Yeah, how many thunderous deeds must he have done to still be confessing after ten minutes?"
"He’s out, he’s out. That con artist beggar is conveniently coming this way. Do you think he’ll get duped again?"
"Surely he will."
The young man walked out of the "chanical Train Confession Room" with a livid face, clenching his fists, feeling like cursing inside. What the hell is this place, was it really just pay-to-confess?
No reward at all?
Do they think he won’t smash this place?
Isn’t this pure deception?
Just then—
An old beggar, clothed in rags, hobbled over on a cane, his voice trembling: "Young man, it’s been a long ti since I’ve eaten. Could you spare so Fixed Star Coupons for a al?"
"You..."
The young man, with a troubled expression, hesitated slightly. Initially, he would have given it without a thought—it looked like an adventure—but now, having been scamd once, he felt sothing was fishy.
But...
After hesitating for a mont, he still asked, "Is 100 Fixed Star Coupons enough?"
To him, 100 Fixed Star Coupons were not much. If it was a scam, then so be it. After all, this was the first person he encountered who could speak to him in the Adventure Map, and he didn’t know if it was an NPC or what, but he had to give it a try.
"Enough, enough."
"Young man, you’re really kind. I’ve always had no use for this stone, so I’ll give it to you."
The beggar shakily pulled out a stone from his coat and handed it over.
"A stone?" The young man was slightly stunned, then, in disbelief, couldn’t help raising his voice: "Murphy Stone?! Damn it, man!"
He was about to say sothing to the beggar, only to find the beggar had already walked away, leaving just a mysterious silhouette.
Hey, believe it or not, I just spent 100 Fixed Star Coupons to buy a Murphy Stone.
Yes, a Murphy Stone worth nearly a million.
"What the heck?!"
"Is it really a Murphy Stone?"
All the train captains who had been watching the scene earlier crowded over in disbelief, staring at the Murphy Stone in the young man’s hand: "Why is that, I gave him 1000 Fixed Star Coupons last ti and got nothing."
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