I Slaughtered Through the Dungeon Worlds with My Cheats

Chapter 45: Chapter 45 The Huge Power of Tipping [Vote for Monthly Ticket!]

The service had changed now, from free to paid food.

Thinking it over, Mu Rufeng spoke, “Didn’t your train use to provide free food before? Isn’t it provided now?”

“Indeed, contractors like bedbugs are all poor ghosts.”

The attendant, with a look of disdain, scooped out a portion of something black and mushy from a slightly smaller bucket next to the iron one and handed it to Mu Rufeng.

Mu Rufeng could clearly see that this mushy black mixture also contained some hair and some unidentifiable insects.

There was also that nauseating stench, and it was hard to imagine where this free food came from.

“Stinky, unbearably stinky. How can this be edible?”

“Is this the only food your train provides?” Mu Rufeng asked sternly.

“Hmm? So, you don’t want to eat it?” the attendant coldly said.

“Is this fit for human consumption? Is this the kind of service you provide?” Mu Rufeng rebuked.

“Is there something wrong with my service?” the attendant licked her tongue, her gaze at Mu Rufeng tinted with a hint of bloodthirst.

“Just look at this—free food with hair is one thing, but look at the paid food you provide—there is a maggot squirming inside.”

“If I’m not mistaken, that must have fallen from the mouth of a previous passenger?”

“With all this, you still want to continue selling this food, and you say there’s nothing wrong with your service?” Mu Rufeng stood up and scolded coldly.

“So, what about it?” the attendant asked, tilting her head, her face expressionless as she looked at Mu Rufeng.

“What about it? This food isn’t fit for humans at all. I want to go to your dining car to eat,” Mu Rufeng declared.

“Dining car?” the attendant sneered, a terrifying malevolence radiating from her.

Visible ghost qi began to dissipate.

“Want to go to the dining car? Did you not know that the minimum charge in the dining car is a thousand soul coins?”

“Since you’ve suggested changing cars, I’ll accommodate you, but if you can’t produce the soul coins, I wouldn’t mind twisting off your head to quell my anger,” the attendant said, licking her tongue, her face full of bloodthirst.

Mu Rufeng communicated with his Black Gold Card mentally, and with a flash of black light in his hand, ten hundred-yuan banknotes appeared.

“Is this money enough?” Mu Rufeng said indifferently.

Looking at the stack of banknotes in Mu Rufeng’s hands, the attendant was clearly stunned.

With a loud “smack!”

Mu Rufeng forcefully slapped the stack of banknotes onto the attendant’s fair face.

“This is your tip. Can I go to the dining car now?” Mu Rufeng said.

The ten hundred yuan soul coins scattered.

Everyone nearby, already aware of the abnormalities, ogled the scattered soul coins.

Especially the old grandma sitting next to them, completely incredulous.

“He has soul coins, this human actually has so many soul coins.”

“A thousand, that’s a thousand soul coins.”

…

Finally, the attendant came to her senses. She immediately knelt down and swiftly started gathering the soul coins.

When she stood up again, she had a smile on her face.

“Respected sir, please accept my apologies for my earlier rudeness.” @@novelbin@@

“You may now proceed to the dining car, located in car number 1,” the attendant had become extremely cordial.

The ghost qi she had released earlier was withdrawn immediately.

“Then why don’t you move those black silk-clad legs and clear a path for me? What, should I fly over?” Mu Rufeng said indifferently.

“Sorry, sir, it was my negligence,” the conductor immediately pulled her cart back a few steps, clearing a path for Mu Rufeng.

“Right, sir, here is your meal card. With this proof, other cabin attendants will not attack you.”

The conductor said as she handed a meal card to Mu Rufeng.

“Uh-huh.” Mu Rufeng nodded, and made his way down the corridor towards Carriage Seven.

[You Die, I Live, skill activated successfully, the enemy is dead, all attributes enhanced threefold for one hour]

[You Die, I Live, skill activated successfully, the enemy is dead, all attributes enhanced fourfold for one hour]

…

[You Die, I Live, skill activated successfully, the enemy is dead, all attributes enhanced tenfold for one hour]

All the eerie passengers in this carriage showed extreme malice towards Mu Rufeng.

This allowed Mu Rufeng to fully max out his rule skills.

At this moment, Mu Rufeng felt filled with strength, and his mind was clearer than ever before.

Mu Rufeng now also confirmed that to identify an enemy was simple; anyone who harbored malice towards him could be considered an enemy.

Moreover, if he harbored malice towards someone, that person could also be deemed an enemy.

Indeed, in this Mysterious World, all abnormalities were in a “dead” state, making it a paradise for his rule skills.

Mu Rufeng opened his personal status panel.

[Name]: Mu Rufeng

[Age]: 24

[Level]: LV1

[Strength]: 154 (14+140)

[Spirit]: 121 (11+110)

[Constitution]: 154 (14+140)

[Contract Slot]: None

[Skills]: [You Die, I Live]

Items: [Aroma Bandages], [Resentful Kitchen Knife], [Dormitory Lady’s Secretly Made Candle x2], [Matches], [Loving Singing Mouth], [Black Gold Card]

Soul Coins: 10000000000003178

Looking at the endless line of zeros in the soul coin count was satisfying in every way.

Tipping, huh? He had never tipped in the real world, and he hadn’t expected that his first time would be giving to the eerie conductor in the Mysterious World.

But to be honest, the feeling of giving a tip was quite exhilarating, haha!

At this moment, Mu Rufeng approached the two new players and stopped.

It wasn’t that Mu Rufeng didn’t want to continue walking; rather, the two individuals stood up and blocked his path.

“You’re called Mu Rufeng, right? You must be an official, you need to save us.”

“Yeah, that’s right, that black mushy stuff is disgusting, I don’t want to eat it.”

“We see you have a lot of soul coins, can you lend us some? We also want to go to the dining car.”

The two, a man and a woman, the man in his forties or fifties, plump, dressed in disheveled clothes with lipstick marks on his face and reeking of alcohol.

Clearly, they had just been pulled into this instance from some bar.

The woman, around twenty-five or twenty-six, was dressed flamboyantly, with so much makeup that her face would leave a print on any black cloth.

“How much do you want to borrow?” Mu Rufeng asked.

“Borrow…one thousand~~!” The flamboyant woman just started to speak when she was abruptly interrupted by the middle-aged man.

“Borrow ten thousand, lend me ten thousand, I promise to pay you back quickly.”