PFRG: Chapter 120

The employee at the gas station was visibly stunned by the lack of panic that he had expected. But he quickly came to his senses and the mouth sewn out of wool on the doll’s head mask clearly showed a smile.

As the two claws hidden beside him loosened when the threads were torn apart, they gradually peeled off like a giant python shedding its skin. What came into view were the densely entangled wriggling threads that were enough to make one’s scalp tingle at first sight.

It poured onto the ground like liquid and gradually spread to Song Xuefeng as if driven by some force.

It was like some dense creature enveloping him. The threads clustered together were twisting and turning in different ways. This was enough to make anyone with trypophobia faint on the spot.

After noticing Song Xuefeng’s gaze, the creepy smile on the gas station employee’s face became even more ferocious.

He didn’t allow any communication with the customer and stared at the player in front of him, obviously trying to catch a glimpse of the player’s expression of collapse and fear with great interest.

However, what he waited for was only one more question from Song Xuefeng. “As long as these threads are burned, you should be gone, right?”

The smile on the face of the gas station employee froze.

He obviously didn’t want to answer this question, but as Song Xuefeng looked up at him in an inquiring manner, the principle of serving customers forced him to answer. “…Yes.”

The moment the words came out, the threads extending from his body suddenly retracted. Song Xuefeng also had several bloody wounds on his body.

The exposure of his weakness forced him to be more vigilant and to be prepared to deal with more troublesome situations at any time. It also made the two black holes on his hood appear more unpredictable and difficult to identify.

However, the unexpected situation didn’t occur. Song Xuefeng’s expression didn’t change much despite the pain. He just sighed with regret. “I know. It is a pity that I didn’t bring any tools. The firepower might not be enough.”

In the red team’s surveillance room, Chi Ting and Yue Ren exchanged looks when they heard this conversation.

Even without saying a word, they could be sure that the other person was focusing on the same detail.

It sounded like a casual question from Song Xuefeng, but if it was really as the staff member said, the operating space of this arcade was probably a bit larger.

Chi Ting had already made some guesses. When he met Yue Ren’s gaze, he raised an eyebrow slightly and asked, “What are you thinking about?”

Yue Ren blinked lightly. “I am thinking about what you are thinking about.”

There was a brief pause before the two of them looked at each other and smiled.

Under the seemingly warm expression, one could feel that the surrounding airflow was a bit subtle.

Ji Xingque muttered, “Captain, that…”

“Huh?” Chi Ting thought Ji Xingque was asking because he didn’t understand what they were saying. He turned around and found that Ji Xingque’s eyes were completely fixed on Song Xuefeng on the screen. He was touching his chin with a serious expression. Chi Ting asked, “Little Bird, what’s wrong?”

Ji Xingque asked, “The tool that Old Song just mentioned… the one that caused insufficient firepower because he didn’t bring it with him? Is he referring to me?”

Chi Ting was silent for a moment. “.’

To be honest, Little Bird usually had trouble understanding complex questions, but in some aspects, his sensitivity was truly beyond the reach of others.

But the child was still naive after all. Who else could this so-called tool full of firepower refer to if not him? He had to ask it like this. Wasn’t it obvious that…

“Of course not.” Chi Ting looked at the ceiling silently after he answered.

At the same time, the confrontation in the instance also ended because of Song Xuefeng’s answer.

The gas station employees completely relaxed after hearing that the other person seemed to be at a loss.

The eyes on the hood just stared blankly at Song Xuefeng. Without any hesitation, the threads that were supposed to flow in the middle twisted and moved along his body.

A greasy and sticky feeling instantly spread through his body, causing Song Xuefeng to frown slightly due to discomfort. The moment he lowered his eyes to look, he discovered that these seemingly soft threads had unknowingly become as sharp as blades. In the process of winding up, they had already left hideous cuts on this thick racing suit.

If he made any other movements, these live threads would easily embed into his skin and cause a bloody mess.

Rule 4 of the gas station’s employee code of conduct stated that even if they worked overtime or stayed overnight, they had to serve at least one customer and have the customer leave a five star review before they could leave work.

Now it seemed that the so-called ‘service’ probably wasn’t what he thought. Perhaps only after the customer stayed in the gas station for eight minutes and something else happened could the customer leave the so-called five star review. No wonder why the gas station employee had to guide him to find the fuel card while not wanting him to succeed.

It was so contradictory and twisted. He looked like a poor person bound by the rules.

Song Xuefeng shook his head silently. He kicked the chair he was sitting on to the side and walked towards the gas station employee.

Such a move made the audience in the live stream room, who was already paying attention to the development, feel a tingling sensation on their scalps.

[No way, no way, doesn’t he feel any pain?]

[Hiss, Brother Song is really a ruthless person. He is ready to use force directly.]

[He is shedding too much blood. Let’s stop. If these threads aren’t dealt with, he won’t be able to get through. He will lose too much blood!]

[This scene is indeed a bit bloody, but are the people above stupid? Is Brother Song afraid of getting hurt?]

[That being said, treating others is different from treating yourself, right?]

[…I suddenly have an idea. Is it possible that God Song simply thinks this method is more convenient?]

The last comment abruptly caused the comments in Song Xuefeng’s live stream room to pause for a moment.

Then it exploded directly. [F*k, now that you mention it, this really is possible!]

Song Xuefeng had always been willing to use the simplest method. The gas station employee had obviously never seen such a scene.

In his impression, these sharp threads should be enough to form the strongest shackles to stop this person from approaching him. As long as he couldn’t get close, it would be easy to keep this person in the gas station. He just never expected that he would meet Song Xuefeng this time. This man would rather choose this shocking method of self-mutilation for the sake of convenience and efficiency. He was too lazy to waste time considering other ways to solve the problem.

He was surrounded by sharp threads, and a single step would be enough to cut a hideous wound on the body, let alone Song Xuefeng walking straight forward in a blind manner.

The originally neat racing suit had long been torn into pieces. Through the gaps, one could see a bloody mess of flesh cut by the threads deep inside.

These moving threads were completely soaked with sticky blood. However, Song Xuefeng’s expression remained calm as he walked up to the employee.

His eyelids lowered as he looked down and asked slowly, “Can you give me the fuel card now?”

It sounded like a good-natured conversation, but the gas station employee looked down at the glass cabinet Song Xuefeng tapped lightly to see what was inside. It was a special lighter sold at the convenience store and could be exchanged with the game coins.

He trembled in an imperceptible manner and glanced at Song Xuefeng’s wounds from the corner of his eyes. He wanted to deduce the possibility of this person dying of blood loss, but his eyes completely stopped with this glance.

From this angle, the employee could clearly see that under Song Xuefeng’s racing suit, the wounds that had just been cut by the threads were visibly healing.

This made him fall into a trance.

The interval between these cuts and the present was only a few seconds. This might look terrifying, but the time it took for this wound to be formed wasn’t as fast as it healed, right?

“One last time. Can you give it to me?”

The repeated words once again drew the employee’s attention. The threads on the headgear of the gas station employee turned into a very sincere curve. “Yes!”

The moment these words came out, a cut suddenly appeared on the front of the doll costume, which had been very smooth.

The gas station employee stretched out his paw as if to grab it, but he seemed particularly clumsy due to the interference of the live threads. A shadow flashed in front of him, and he saw that Song Xuefeng had already taken out a stack of fuel cards personally. He glanced at them and asked, “Should one be enough?”

The gas station employee: “…Yes.”

Song Xuefeng nodded. He counted out five and kept them. Then he stuffed the others back and looked up. “Can you loosen these threads for me?”

The gas station employee: “.”

He wanted to curse madly in his heart, but this man had obviously realized the thread that the special lighter had brought to him. He could only loosen the threads helplessly and angrily.

Song Xuefeng was quite satisfied with his regained freedom. He was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something. He paused and looked back. “This is really the last question.”

The smile outlined by the threads of the gas station employee’s headgear became a bit distorted. At a glance, one could almost guess the wonderful world of cursing in his heart.

Song Xuefeng asked, “So you were a player before, right?”

It wasn’t just the convenience store, but the entire live stream room fell silent after this sentence was uttered.

There was a long pause before the gas station employee replied, “Yes?”

The tone was obviously full of hesitation compared to before, but Song Xuefeng understood it instantly.

He waved to the current NPC and returned to the go-kart with the fuel card in his hand. According to the prompt, he exchanged enough gas with the game coins and sat back in the car.

So far, it had been exactly seven and a half minutes. This was enough time for him to leave the gas station.

Just as he was about to drive out of the gas station, he saw the shadow of another go-kart in the distance.

It was none other than Wang Yu, the member of the Jazz team who was stranded on the roadside after turning into a paramecium.

Even though he barely got rid of the depressed mood, there was still a residual gray influence that disturbed his mood. This made Wang Yu almost cry when he found out that there was no gas.

At this moment, Wang Yu also saw the red go-kart driving out of the gas station, and he instinctively stepped on the brakes.

Instead of passing by as he imagined, the other party slowed down right beside him.

Wang Yu looked up vigilantly and met Song Xuefeng’s direct gaze.

Just like that, Song Xuefeng casually pointed to the convenience store behind him and reminded, “If you want a fuel card, just go to the convenience store.”

Wang Yu: “……”

Wang Yu said, “…Okay, thank you.”

Song Xuefeng nodded and left without looking back.

Wang Yu stayed in place for a long time. It was only after confirming that the other person couldn’t come back that he continued driving into the gas station. As he walked, he said, “Bah! His whole body is injured like that, and he wants to trick me into going in to die. Not even a dog would believe him!”

Such words fell into the live stream room. The audience, who had just jumped over from Song Xuefeng’s live stream room to take a look, heard these words clearly and felt: “……”

Yes, this man was really smart.