“Weird Tales? Mystery?”
Tang Shifu was confused.
“I don’t understand, but it sounds impressive.”
Not only Tang Shifu, but even Ye Qi and Mo Cha were only half-understanding this information.
Just by looking at the station names, they were far less clear than “XX Doomsday” or “Supernatural.”
Mu Bai had only refined some important content to read, and didn’t explain the descriptions that differentiated these sub-stations.
For people who don’t usually read web novels, this simple information wasn’t enough to give an intuitive understanding of the station’s peculiarities.
Seeing this, Mu Bai gave a brief explanation to help her teammates understand the characteristics of these two types of stations.
Meanwhile, the three teammates opened the chat room to search through the message history.
“So that’s how it is. There are actually stations this dangerous…”
Mo Cha had already finished breakfast, holding a milk carton in one hand while the other hand subconsciously pressed against her chest.
She sucked in a cold breath.
After all, most methods of dealing with the supernatural required consuming mental power.
For many players, even if they had tools to handle spirits, they were extremely cautious when using them.
Even if the tools in hand weren’t consumables, the vast majority of players had a weakness in mental power.
There were too few ways to enhance or restore it.
Weird Tales and Mystery stations actually placed even more restrictions on survivors.
The former tested mental acuity; you couldn’t just brute-force through with powerful tools.
The latter directly attacked the players’ common weak point: mental power.
Leaving aside the time before meeting Mu Bai, even now, if the four of them encountered these two types of stations, it would be a near-death experience.
They were fortunate not to have encountered them before.
They had originally thought that a promotion site being a Level 5 Supernatural station—an instance where the team’s strengths couldn’t be utilized and they could easily fail—was bad luck.
Now that they learned there were even harder ones, they felt somewhat balanced.
While her teammates were marveling at the station difficulty, Mu Bai realized something.
To be fair, people who could encounter these two types of stations and still survive to bring out information were terrifyingly strong.
“Can’t underestimate the heroes of the world.”
Having obtained useful information from the screen this time, Mu Bai closed the system panel contentedly and ate her meal properly.
“Speaking of which, Ye Yin and I once encountered a Game-type Trial Station. It should have some Mystery-type characteristics. The station was a labyrinth, and inside the labyrinth, all basic stats were continuously drained, including mental power…”
Mu Bai swallowed her last bite and chatted casually.
“A labyrinth? Then how did you get through?”
Tang Shifu asked curiously.
A labyrinth—without a god’s-eye view, it was largely a matter of luck.
It didn’t test intelligence or combat power.
Was it really just that Mu Bai and the other person were lucky?
As soon as Tang Shifu asked this question, Mo Cha facepalmed in exasperation.
How else could they have gotten through?
Thinking about Mu Bai’s [Power Bank Constitution], the answer was obvious.
“It’s not like you haven’t carried Little Mu Bai before.”
“Ye Yin carried me through. Our luck that day was really bad. It took half a day to clear the labyrinth, and then a group of people ambushed us at the exit… Thankfully, my [Power Bank Constitution] had evolved to Gold Quality with a new effect, otherwise I wouldn’t have known how to treat Ye Yin’s gunshot wound.”
Mu Bai recalled the past with lingering fear.
Tang Shifu nodded in agreement, then suddenly thought of a blind spot:
“Hey, I have an idea… I’m strong enough that carrying you wouldn’t affect my movement at all. How about I become your mobile transport from now on?”
As soon as she said that, the train hall fell silent.
Ye Yin froze.
Mu Bai almost choked on her milk.
“Wait, someone actually volunteers to be a mount?”
At first thought, it sounded a bit cool, but Mu Bai rejected it on the spot.
From others’ perspective, this was a confusing human behavior. It wasn’t proper.
Besides, Tang Shifu carrying her wouldn’t affect movement, and she could continuously replenish stamina, but normally, she didn’t consume much stamina anyway.
Doing this would only speed up travel for the team.
In combat, being a pendant would just add a weakness.
Tang Shifu thought about it and realized that was true, so she dropped the subject.
Under the table, Ye Yin’s fingers, which had been tightly digging into her palm, finally relaxed.
Although she considered herself to have established a relationship with Mu Bai, and their connection was no longer limited to “teammates,” if someone else got a privilege she didn’t have, she would still get jealous.
The station announcement was a few minutes away.
Mu Bai walked over to the touchscreen and checked the trading progress.
She was delighted.
More than half of the medicine had already been sold, exchanged for over ten jin of silver.
Unlike before the first Kill Po Station, back then there were too many weak players struggling to survive.
Most could barely meet their basic needs.
When even basic survival requirements were hard to maintain, medicine’s value naturally wasn’t that high.
But now, the situation had drastically changed.
After the Kill Can Station, many powerful players had been injured.
The average station difficulty had also risen significantly, and the probability of players getting hurt or sick increased.
At this point, the vast majority of players no longer had to worry about food and clothing.
The value of medicine had skyrocketed.
Moreover, the medicine provided by the train were the categories players were most likely to need.
So, even though Mu Bai’s designated trade item was silver—a scarce and important train upgrade material—some people chose to trade for it to solve their immediate problems.
There were probably also people like Mu Bai who were not short on silver resources and traded for some common life-saving medicine to prepare for emergencies.
As for the silver bits obtained from these trades, Mu Bai directly listed them back on the trading market, choosing to trade for Train Coins!
Continue buying low and selling high!
This wasn’t redundant.
You see, people’s valuation of items is influenced by their own perceptions, not absolutely rational.
Take an analogy: In elementary school math tests, there’s a classic question.
Which is heavier: x catties of cotton or x catties of iron?
There are always children who instinctively think iron is heavier.
Mu Bai had also gotten this question wrong before.
Medicine’s value was fluctuating and unstable.
Converting it to silver made it much more objective and easier for people to accept.
If they used medicine to trade for Train Coins, people would hesitate whether it was worth it—whether they would die without this medicine, or if taking the medicine would definitely cure some ailment.
But silver was a resource urgently needed by all mid-to-high-level players. It was either worth it or not, quite stable.
Exchanging one upgrade resource for another upgrade resource was very reasonable.
Mu Bai was in a good mood.
Who would have thought that at the beginning of survival, she had made her fortune by selling water resources to fleece the train system, and after so many days, the wool had grown back.
One step ahead, every step ahead.
Back then, there were competitors selling water resources.
This time, there wasn’t a single player with a Level 4 train in the entire chat room.
From the looks of it, she would soon gather the resources to open the promotion site again.
Mu Bai’s only concern was whether the station for obtaining the Train Upgrade Module next time would be too difficult.
After all, going from Level 3 to Level 4, they could encounter a Level 5 Supernatural station.
The scene of Ye Qi being sent flying and severely injured by a single blow from the lingering power of the seal was still vivid in her memory.
Level 4 to Level 5…
She felt it was best to take a long-term view.