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Chen Miao remained silent as he looked at the panel that suddenly popped up in front of him. He had never known that good performance on the Hell Bus could result in an invitation, let alone a Best Employee Award.

To go or not to go.

It was a choice.

He looked at the countdown on the panel that was about to expire.

He sighed softly and chose to accept the invitation.

"Ding, player Chen Miao has accepted the invitation. Please, player Chen Miao, board any bus in ten hours," the system notified.

In the end, he chose to accept the invitation.

He didn't know whether this decision was wrong or wrong.

'Chen Miao at present does not know that this decision would ruin the rest of his life,' he suddenly added a narration in his head, but soon felt it was a bit too ominous, and quickly changed it in his mind to 'Chen Miao at present does not know that this decision would bring him immense blessings.'

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he hated the narration the most when it said, the current xx doesn't know yet, this decision xx...

If his life was also a movie, then perhaps every time he made a decision, there was also a narrator spoiling it for the audience, right?

...

"Miao?"

Zhou Shen tentatively looked at Chen Miao and spoke up. Chen Miao had been talking to him when he suddenly became distracted as if he had seen something.

"It's nothing,"

Chen Miao shook his head: "I need to go out for a bit. Please take good care of things here."

Zhou Shen nodded, then handed over a black card with both hands: "Miao, you've been out of reach these past few days. The owner of the Haina Supernatural Store in District 7 couldn't get in touch with you and was quite anxious."

"Having no other choice, he contacted me to deliver this card to me. It contains 70 million credit points, asking me to deliver this card to you as soon as possible."

"Hmm."

Chen Miao took the black card and touched it to his wristwatch, and the 70 million credit points were transferred into his account just like that.

This card was an anonymous black card.

It had no set password.

Anyone who got this card could access the money inside.

He had been too busy with numerous matters these few days and had forgotten about the promise from the store owner to deliver 58 million within three days.

He glanced at the balance and asked casually, "Wasn't it supposed to be 58 million? How did it become 70 million?"

Zhou Shen hurriedly explained, "The owner said the auction was very successful, and the revenue exceeded the expectations by a lot. If not for Miao's support, he would never have achieved this success. So, he added all the earnings from the first auction into it as a gift for Miao."

"To thank Miao for your support, and he also said that from now on, one percent of the proceeds from all of Haina's brand's businesses would belong to Miao."

"Oh?"

Chen Miao slightly arched his eyebrow and chuckled, not taking the conversation further, only waving his hand to summon Yuan Buping and Hungry Monkey to his side, and began discussing pressing matters: "Let's not talk about this for now, I will be going to the Hell Bus in 10 hours."

"Again?"

A hint of confusion flashed through Zhou Shen's eyes.

That was the Hell Bus, fixed event number 128. Everyone who knew about this event considered it a disaster, like floods and wild beasts. Yet, from the way Chen Miao spoke, one could sense a feeling of returning home.

Fixed events, normal supernatural beings might not encounter even one in their entire lives.

Miao had only been a few days, but it felt like one fixed event followed another, busier than the average supernatural explorer venturing into secret realms.

"Well, there's another trip."

Time was short, and Chen Miao didn't elaborate much, "I still hold the position of ticket collector on this Hell Bus, responsible for collecting fares from passengers along the way, and this time the starting station is Zhenba City."

"The city that just went through the Sea of Human Suffering."

"You need to dispatch the brothers to Zhenba City as soon as possible to be ready for action."

"This mission might be a lot tougher than the last one."

"And there's something you need to report quickly to the mayor, I need his help, because there's... Lord Miao on the passenger list."

"The regrets of Lord Miao, given our Strength, I estimate will be very hard to address, I need the help of Fengtian City."

"Do you understand?"

Zhou Shen's eyes flickered with shock, then he nodded furiously like a chick pecking at grains, the fact that Lord Miao was on the passenger list of the Hell Bus was certainly not good news.

Those passengers are euphemistically called passengers.

In fact, they are lost souls with partial memory loss, acting based on their personalities; if they touch any taboo, these lost souls won't forget their identity, and it's estimated that Chen Miao will find it very difficult to deal with the lost soul into which Lord Miao has transformed.

This was a matter of great consequence!

Logically speaking, only lost souls with great injustices in their hearts are guided onto the Hell Bus, so what great injustice harbors within Lord Miao's heart? Could it be that the so-called sacrifice made for the sake of Zhenba City wasn't the whole truth?

...

The mayor of Fengtian City was quickly made aware of this message.

According to the mayor's secretary in the future, the mayor's face changed dramatically that day as if he had seen some alarming information, then he retreated to his office and made continuous phone calls, apparently contacting many people.

The second full-scale action of the "Tomb Guardian" commenced.

Just ten minutes after Chen Miao issued the order, all members of the "Tomb Guardian" were already seated on a container truck, on the highway to Zhenba City, which lies in the Land of Extreme Cold at the northernmost tip.

The distance from Fengtian City was very far.

Normally, it would require a twenty-two-hour journey.

But they only had ten hours.

Along the way, they had to pass through thirteen cities; no matter which city's highway they entered, the highways had already been closed to all traffic, allowing only their vehicle to speed through.

These were the effects of those calls made by the mayor in his study.

Being the mayor of Fengtian City did not mean his words were disregarded outside of Fengtian.

After all these years, he had built some foundations.

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At this moment, no one was more worried about Chen Miao than him, not just because Chen Miao was the representative of Fengtian City but also for deeper and personal reasons... He wanted to verify whether his long-held suspicion was correct or not.

Is there always a chosen one who arises in response to each catastrophe?

Chen Miao, is he the chosen one for this disaster?

And...

He knew more than the average person, he knew all too well the extent of damage to reality a highly powerful supernatural being could cause when transformed into a bitterly aggrieved lost soul, especially if this soul hasn't been appeased and erupts completely.

Logically speaking,

Lord Miao voluntarily sacrificed himself for the salvation of mankind.

Constantly extolled and admired by the people, even the greatest resentment should have been purged clean amidst the collective righteousness and goodwill, and yet... Lord Miao had become a passenger on the Hell Bus.