I'm in the Ark, a player.

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His companion followed his gaze, and both of them noticed the cardboard box that stood out conspicuously in the middle of the road.

There was no way around it; it was just too conspicuous.

Such a large cardboard box is impossible for anyone who isn't blind not to notice.

The two men exchanged a glance, stubbed out their cigarettes, and placed their hands on the weapons at their waists, about to step forward to investigate—

Unexpectedly, the thug in front of them grabbed the arms of the other two and pulled them towards him!

"Don't make a sound, don't let him realize we've found him!"

The thug's voice was extremely low, even trembling slightly.

"My patrolman wasn't going to buy cigarettes at all."

You have no idea what happened to my fellow patrolmen...

As he spoke, he seemed to still feel lingering fear; he swallowed hard, then closed his eyes in alarm.

"I guess it was because they found him that they brutally broke his arms and legs, and shattered them into ten pieces!!!"

The other two people's expressions changed.

"With that kind of injury, he'll definitely be paralyzed for the rest of his life. The surgery will probably cost a lot of money, not to mention the probability of success—even if he does have the surgery, he probably won't be able to fight or do anything afterward. The gang might not even want a piece of trash like that."

The thug's knuckles were white as he gripped the two men's arms; his hands were trembling.

"Take my advice, brother. Don't ruin your future just because of the promises made by the higher-ups!"

"Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely—"

He took a deep breath, finally opened his eyes, and looked at his two companions who were already terrified.

"Don't let him find out we've already spotted him!!!"

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I've reached 100 monthly passes. I was originally planning to start calculating from the data at the beginning of the bounty, so I'd have time to play Slay the Spire 2.

But after thinking about it, I decided to include the previous data in the calculations, hence the extra update.

Chapter 18, I dared not open my eyes, hoping it was just my imagination~

Hearing the thug's words, the other two patrolmen stopped approaching.

They themselves knew that they were just low-level members of the Anchor River Gang, and certainly not members with any chance of climbing the ranks.

Those who were truly favored by the higher-ups and intended to be recruited as core members had already been taken away by the junior leaders. What remained were just ordinary gang members, doormen, patrolmen, and deliverymen, who would be used as cannon fodder if anything went wrong.

Moreover, to be able to break one of his companions' limbs into ten pieces right under their noses... that kind of strength is definitely not that of an ordinary person!

They are not beings that can be easily provoked!

They joined gangs just to make a living; they weren't the kind of young men who thought being in the underworld was cool, and they wouldn't risk their lives recklessly!

"Come on...come on...have a smoke, have a smoke!"

A moment later, one of the men hurriedly pulled out cigarettes, his hands trembling so badly that he accidentally dropped a few as he handed them to the others.

The cigarette fell to the ground, and he bent down to pick it up, almost losing his balance.

"Okay, okay... have a smoke, have a smoke!"

The others took the cigarettes and stood still, refusing to move.

They know everything now, they just don't want to face it.

Time passed, and they had finished the entire pack of cigarettes, yet they still hadn't left. Cigarette butts littered the ground, but they still hadn't left.

They dared not move.

Because that cardboard box is still there!!!

It was there, motionless, like an abandoned delivery package.

But everyone present knew what was hidden inside.

Why are you still here?!

Could it be that they've already discovered that we discovered him but are pretending not to?

His gaze pierced his back like a sharp sword, sending a chill down his spine from his tailbone to the top of his head.

He dared not move, not even turn his head to look in the direction of the cardboard box.

He didn't even dare to breathe too loudly.

A long time passed again.

It went on for so long that he felt his legs no longer belonged to him.

Finally, the thug couldn't hold back any longer.

He turned his head slightly and glanced at it out of the corner of his eye—

That direction was empty.

The cardboard box finally disappeared.

"call--"

The thug let out a long sigh of relief; the tension finally eased, and he then noticed the strange thing about his body.

Somewhat damp,

Is it sweat?

The thug reached up and touched his forehead.

It's very dry, with no water stains.

Not sweat?

The thug reached down and touched her again.

Oh, so it was urine........

Indeed, how could I possibly sweat when facing such a terrifying enemy?

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Chen Huijie's feelings were complicated.

She watched as Qin Tianling, carrying a cardboard box on his head, crawled into the red brick building, and then crawled out again a moment later.

Could it be that bringing a cardboard box really has some magical effect?

Chen Huijie shook her head, dismissing the absurd thought, and stepped down from the rooftop.

She was just about to go find Qin Tianling when Qin Tianling seemed to know her location and came directly to her.

"Turn in the quest! Turn in the quest!"

"Okay, give me the stuff, I'll give you the money later."

"There's a lot of stuff. Could you step back and make some room?"

Qin Tianling waved to Chen Huijie, signaling her to step back.

"?"

No, it's just a document. Why are you asking me to step back?

Although she didn't understand, Chen Huijie obediently stepped back.

Next second,

An office desk appeared out of thin air in front of her, fell from mid-air, and crashed to the ground with a "bang," kicking up a cloud of dust.

Chen Huijie's eyes widened.

Then there was a chair.

Then there's the sofa.

And there are many, many more things.

One by one, those things appeared out of mid-air and fell down with a crackling sound, as if an invisible moving company was dumping goods onto this open space.

Office desk, chair, sofa, coffee table, filing cabinet, desk lamp, carpet, decorative paintings on the wall, a half-person-high blue and white porcelain vase in the corner, and even a water dispenser!

Qin Tianling was still digging.

Didn't I tell you to find useful clues?

Chen Huijie's voice trembled slightly as she pointed to the ever-growing pile of office furniture.

I don't think I asked you to dig up all of their rooms, did I?

Also, how exactly did you manage to bring all these things out?

Qin Tianling simply waved his hand dismissively at this.

"Your task is too vague. How am I supposed to know what you need to determine if it's a useful clue?"

I brought everything out; look for what you need yourself.

The game's hardcore nature is showing again. Qin Tianling gets a headache just looking at all those bills. The system doesn't give any hints, so how is he supposed to know what's useful and what's useless?

Since each item only takes up one slot in the system's backpack and doesn't add weight, I simply moved them all out.

This is so convenient!

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10 PM, Anchor River Gang's No. 7 Pier Outpost.

The junior leader led his men back to the stronghold.

Tonight's delivery went smoothly; it's from legitimate channels, so it's just a formality.

He was in a good mood, planning to brew a pot of tea when he got back and go over the accounts again for tonight.

With that thought in mind, the junior leader pushed open the door.

He was stunned, staring at the empty room before him.

What happened? There's nothing left.

He slowly left the room and closed the door.

You must have gone to the wrong place.