Weird Apocalypse: Rebirth Starts with Trillions of Ghost Money

Chapter 1480 I truly trust you to handle things!

Hong Wenli gave Chen Mu a thumbs up; he was now truly convinced of Chen Mu's abilities.

I belong entirely to Mr. Chen, following behind him and clinging to his coattails.

Now, Hong Wenli no longer addresses Chen Mu as "you" but instead uses "you (formal)".

Hong Wenli said, "Boss Chen, if you had just told me directly, I would definitely have agreed. Why did you suddenly tear up the letter and give me such a fright?"

Chen Mu shrugged. "I also want to tell you, but do you think you would believe me if I suddenly said—'Tear open the letter, and you won't die'?"

At that point, you need to get close to the recipient. If you stubbornly refuse to listen and just throw the letter at the recipient, you're doomed.

Once the recipient receives the letter, it will be automatically delivered, and the recipient will be killed by zombies or other enemies, and you will also die.

I had no choice but to coax you a bit to get the letter so I could explain things to you properly.

Hong Wenli immediately understood that Boss Chen had put a lot of thought into this.

"Mr. Chen, I really misunderstood you! I feel extremely guilty for your good intentions."

Even though Chen Mu had lied to him, Hong Wenli was immediately moved to tears by Chen Mu's explanation.

Chen Mu patted his chest and said, "Do you remember what I told you back then? You can trust me to get things done! Now, looking back, I see I was right."

I'm telling you, I'm 100% certain you won't die if I tear up the letter. You can trust me with this!

Chen Mu spoke arrogantly, clearly testing the waters for survival, but he spoke as if he were absolutely certain, completely dominating Hong Wenli.

Now that the truth has been clarified, looking back at Rule 2, it is actually quite obvious.

Peeping into customer privacy is prohibited, as is viewing [letters] without authorization. If a [letter] is opened without permission, the person associated with it will die.

The core of this rule is to imply to players that they must protect the recipient. If the recipient dies, the corresponding player will also die.

Chen Mu said, "Alright, let's hurry up and catch up with that father and daughter. Once we escort them to the Central Hospital, our mission will be complete."

As long as Chen Mu knows the destination, escorting someone there is exceptionally easy.

Which stupid zombie dares to attack the person Boss Chen is protecting?

Xiao Ye shouted "Alright!" and spurred his horse forward, quickly approaching the dilapidated cart.

Hong Wenli also breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that now all he had to do was follow Boss Chen and he could win without lifting a finger.

Hong Wenli didn't notice that Chen Mu's gaze towards him held a hint of amusement.

Actually, there are still some small details that Chen Mu hasn't mentioned.

It's like a bizarre scene in space. Why would Hong Wenli and Lin Shanshan happen to participate?

And in the mailbox, there are clearly four players, so why are there only three emails? Moreover, Hong Wenli and Lin Shanshan each received one email, while Chen Mu and Xiao Ye shared the last one.

Most importantly, every player must have a chance to survive. Even if this chance varies—the chance of being the first to die is the smallest—there must still be a chance.

Does Lin Shanshan really have a chance to survive?

Many of the clues Chen Mu obtained were deduced from Lin Shanshan's death.

In fact, Lin Shanshan's death itself could be considered a key clue!

Lin Shanshan, the first to deliver the message, could she deduce the way out of the world with incomplete clues?

While Chen Mu was pondering this question, Lin Shanshan most likely couldn't deduce a way out.

Even if there's a way out in a bizarre mission, it doesn't mean everyone can find it. That's only possible after obtaining clues; everyone has a chance to find a way out, but not everyone can survive.

Does Lin Shanshan really have a chance?

Does this violate the unspoken rules of bizarre missions?

Or perhaps it's about Lin Shanshan and Hong Wenli...

Chen Mu looked at Hong Wenli, and an idea slowly emerged in Chen Mu's mind.

"If that's the case, then this bizarre scene might not be as difficult to observe as it seems."

Chen Mu thought this to himself, but he didn't say it aloud.

Now is a critical moment, and Chen Mu doesn't want any unnecessary complications.

He simply called out to Hong Wenli, "Hey buddy, where are you from again?"

Hong Wenli was completely confused, wondering why Chen Mu was asking. Had he forgotten?

“It’s a bizarre apocalypse, Mr. Chen. I’ve been living in this bizarre apocalypse for several months now,” Hong Wenli said truthfully.

From Hong Wenli's micro-expressions and movements, Chen Mu could tell that Hong Wenli was not lying.

Or rather, Hong Wenli felt in his heart that he had not lied.

"It's nothing, just asking casually." Chen Mu didn't say anything more.

Hong Wenli scratched his head. He was used to it now. Boss Chen's thinking was unconventional and beyond the comprehension of ordinary players like him.

Mr. Chen's thinking has probably jumped several steps ahead.

Why did Mr. Chen ask himself this question?

For some reason, Hong Wenli had a vague feeling of unease.

Could it be... that Boss Chen discovered something...?

Why didn't you tell me?

Hong Wenli began to feel worried again. He wanted to ask Chen Mu, but he didn't know what to ask.

At this moment, the sedan chair started moving alongside the dilapidated car with a clatter.

The recipient floored the gas pedal, almost to the point of smoke, but couldn't go any faster.

The speed of this beat-up car has been pushed to its limit!

When the recipient saw the sedan chair chasing after them again, despair filled his face.

"No...don't give it to me, please don't give the letter back to me, please."

The recipient was saying this, but it was clear that he was under a lot of psychological pressure, and he was even becoming somewhat incoherent.

"I took a gamble, and I lost," the recipient said. "Don't give it to me, or I'll be finished. Take it, even if it can't help me, don't give it to me..."

At this point, the recipient was completely out of options.

This is his maximum speed; he can't go any faster. This means he can't shake off the sedan chair, nor can he shake off the letter.

Now that we've slowed down, we can back up behind the sedan chair, turn, and escape.

But don't forget, behind the sedan chair is an army of tens of thousands of zombies!

If he dares to slow down, the horde of zombies swarming behind him will completely engulf him and his daughter.

He's in a real dilemma right now!

The sky had darkened, and the whole city was beginning to enter night.

The zombie apocalypse becomes even more terrifying and dangerous at night.

Many zombies lie dormant and sleep during the day, and only move around at night.

The fact that the people in the sedan chair returned the letter at this time suggests that the zombies are stronger at night, and they are no longer able to do it.

Thinking of this, the recipient's heart tightened again.