Chapter 796: Outrageous Demands

The train ticket was traded through a designated deposit method. Once Xu Huo paid, the seller would store the ticket in a certain location, then give him the address, and the buyer would go retrieve it with the password. This was a relatively convenient and safe way to trade. Signposts, trash bins, any of these could be hiding spots. Xu Huo left Xiao Yuan at the hotel and went out alone to pick up the ticket. Non-player train tickets looked similar to player tickets, except the destination wasn't a dungeon location or name, but rather a specific station in a game partition, and the departure point wasn't the player platform nearby either. On his way back, he brought two sets of children's clothes, plus a backpack and a hat. She was almost ten, but she wasn't very tall. Xu Huo took out one of the prop dresses he'd bought for Little Pink Hat and had her put it on. Clothing-type props like this generally had anti-corrosion and anti-toxin effects. If the material was better, even ordinary sharp weapons couldn't cut through it. The defensive capability was quite good. Besides regular customers, non-player trains could also carry players who had suspended their player status. Once player status was suspended, aside from reactivating the train ticket, none of the items in the game panel could be accessed, but the items themselves still had defensive and offensive capabilities, so wearing them and using them as ordinary tools was fine. So the people on the train weren't completely harmless, but overall it was similar to long-distance travel before the game appeared. Moreover, unlike player trains, non-player trains had an explicit rule prohibiting fighting and killing. Xu Huo specifically prepared a children's wallet for Xiao Yuan. He also tucked some extra bills into the inner pocket of her clothes, then handed her his communicator from District 011 before sending her off. After that was handled, he began tracking Jiangjiang's schedule online. Zone 009 was showing signs of increasing chaos, and with the "assassination" attempt on Jiangjiang, and the fact that the other side knew he hadn't left, she not only failed to reduce her public activities but had arranged an even tighter schedule than before, like she was inviting someone to take advantage of the opportunity. However, the players protecting her had increased, at least double what they were before. Judging from her fan website, some of them were people sent by player organizations. In other words, even if Jiangjiang was putting herself out there as bait, getting close to her would still be difficult. But the day after tomorrow, there was an exhibition in the capital. However, the capital had player control regulations in place. Borrowing props was one thing, but without identification, getting through the normal checkpoints to enter the city would be somewhat difficult. "Knock, knock!" Someone knocked on the door. Xu Huo got up and opened it. Standing outside was a woman with heavy makeup but a haggard expression. She smiled and said, "Mister, would you like some special service?" Xu Huo pulled out a hundred White Bills and handed them to her. "Do you know where I can get documents made?" The woman tucked the money into her bra and lowered her voice. "I actually have a channel right now, and the documents are one hundred percent verifiable, but it'll take five or six days..." "Can it be done today?" Xu Huo interrupted. "Price isn't an issue." The woman hesitated for a moment before saying, "This isn't something I can decide. If you're in a hurry, I can take you there directly." Xu Huo walked straight out and closed the door. "Let's go." The woman was stunned for a moment, then plastered on a smile and led the way. After crossing two streets, Xu Huo followed her into a small supermarket. The warehouse door in the back opened, revealing a small gathering spot for idle members of society. Two tattooed men were counting money, and another man wearing sunglasses had his feet propped up on the sofa, leaning back as he chewed gum. Seeing Xu Huo, all three paused their movements. The woman quickly explained, "This gentleman wants to get documents made. He's offering a very good price." The sunglasses man waved his hand to signal she didn't need to say more. "Plenty of players want documents. Ready-made ones are fifty thousand White Bills, thirty thousand for five days, twenty thousand for ten days. If you can afford it, we'll do business. If not, get lost." Xu Huo counted out fifty thousand White Bills. "I want the ready-made one." The two tattooed men exchanged glances. One of them stood up to take the money, but Xu Huo pressed down on the stack of White Bills first. "The goods." The other man pulled a document out of the drawer. The sunglasses man said, "This document is real. The person just died and the information hasn't been updated yet. It'll last at least three months." He then tossed out a facial mask. "Put this on and you'll look exactly like the photo. You should know how to use it. It only lasts one day." Xu Huo pushed the document back. "That's not the kind of identification I want. This document isn't worth fifty thousand." "You want a stamped ID?" The sunglasses man smirked. "Those are only given to citizens recognized by both the government and player organizations. You can't get one without two hundred thousand White Bills." Xu Huo swept his hand across the table, and the White Bills disappeared. He stood up. "Then there's nothing to talk about." "Snap!" The warehouse door automatically locked. The next second, two rows of metal grilles rose from the floor, one in front and one behind, trapping a cage in the middle of the room. The woman who'd brought him here had already slipped out. The sunglasses man and the two tattooed men took cover behind the office desk and raised their guns, firing at the cage. "No matter how fast your props are, they can't beat a gun..." But before he could finish the sentence, two flashes of cold light swept through the room. The rows of cylindrical metal were sliced clean through at the middle, and the person trapped in the cage vanished in an instant. Then came two heavy thuds as bodies hit the ground! The sunglasses man's face changed. He triggered a mechanism under the desk, and in an instant, poison filled the entire room. Taking advantage of the chaos, he opened a hidden door nearby, but his foot had barely stepped through when a sword was pressed against his neck! "A gentleman uses words, not force!" the sunglasses man shouted. The sword on his shoulder immediately slid away, but that didn't mean he was free, because a thin thread had pierced through his body, stabbing right into his heart! Xu Huo pulled him back, kicked his right leg clean off, and stomped on his back. "Now, let's try again. How much is a stamped ID worth?" "It's worthless... worthless... I have one on me right now, I'll give it to you immediately..." The sunglasses man reached into his chest as he spoke. Xu Huo's expression didn't change as he shot him through the throat. As the body hit the ground, a miniature bomb rolled out of his hand. Xu Huo casually picked up the bomb and placed it under the corpse, then dragged the other two bodies over and piled them on top. He raised an air barrier. "Boom!" This type of miniature bomb had a small blast radius, but it was more than enough to blow two or three corpses to pieces. Running a fake document business to this degree—it was a waste they hadn't switched careers to become terrorists. Kicking aside the body fragments, Xu Huo pried open the office desk drawer and found two stamped IDs inside. The stamped ID was a form of identification that had gradually emerged in Zone 009 after the game began. Regular IDs couldn't freely enter and exit safe areas, but the stamped ones could. To enter the capital, you first needed this kind of identification. He glanced at the photo on it, then rummaged through the sunglasses man's belongings and pulled out a prop.