This card game is kind of weird

Chapter 109

Although the two young men didn't see the scene of the woman's death, the sound they heard made them terrified enough!
Their hands began to become unsteady, and unexplained whimpers came from their mouths.

They regretted not listening to Wednesday's words at this moment, but it was obviously useless to regret now.

The long-tongued ghost dealt with the boy with the mushroom head neatly as before, and then...

The yellow-haired boy escaped unharmed.

Relying on his physical strength, he quickly got dressed while the long-tongued ghost was finishing off the two of them!
Although his breathing was still shaky and his clothes were still a little disheveled...he was indeed dressed.

The long-tongued ghost put away its tongue, and threatened everyone present with its eyes: "You bedbugs had better be obedient, or you will end up like him!"

The other players nodded in fear.

On Wednesday, he was secretly regretting the 12 cards that disappeared when the players died...

"A person in a black suit and uniform, go to the front desk of the bank as a teller, and help customers withdraw money and things!"

"The rest of the people who got the sanitation clothes, go to be cleaners! Clean all areas of the bank according to the assignment!"

The long-tongued ghost glanced viciously at everyone who put on clothes.

It seems that it is different from the souls on the bus. It can only kill people under the rules, not at will.

That's definitely good news for Wednesday.

only…

According to the job, the danger level of bank tellers is much greater than that of cleaners.

After all, tellers have to face evil customers directly.

But this may also mean that the greater the danger, the greater the reward!
He is different from other players, but he knows that there are white squares!

Only this time... I don't know what form the white square appears in?
"After getting dressed, go to Lao Tzu to get the work card!"

Hearing its words, Wednesday took the lead and ranked first. He hoped to "lead by example" and let everyone understand that only by adhering to the rules of the game can one survive!

"You are in charge of receiving the guests at window number three."

On Wednesday, he took the plastic sign that was handed to him, looked at the words "bank teller at window No. [-]" written on it, walked aside and waited.

"You are responsible for the hygiene of the bank's lobby."

"You are in charge of the guests at window number two."

"You go clean the bathroom."

……

"The work has been assigned, you follow me to work!"

After finishing speaking, the long-tongued ghost opened the door and walked out of the locker room, followed by the players.

With the lessons learned from those two people, they are now acting more advanced than Wednesday... especially the yellow-haired young man.

It is estimated that he will not hear "Dad" in his mouth for a long time.

After all his dad is not in the game...

Half a quarter of an hour later, the long-tongued ghost led the players to the bank lobby, and then pointed to the counter with a glass cover and said, "This is where the bank tellers work. Find the window you are in charge of and wait for the bank to open and receive guests. I told You, most of the customers have bad tempers, your work keys are wrong...you deserve to be killed."

After saying this, the players in black suits stayed and sat down at their workstations one after another, including Wednesday.

He looked at the somewhat crude desk.

A table, a chair and a money counter.

Sitting down on a chair on Wednesday, I looked up and saw a very neat booklet on the table.

"This is?"

He picked up the booklet and silently read the eight words "Working Manual for Bank Tellers" on it, muttering to himself.

When I opened the booklet, I saw five simple and easy-to-understand rules listed on a thin piece of paper inside.

[Input the quantity required by the customer into the money counter, and the money counter can spit out ghost money]

[Do not give less or more ghost money, or you will bear the consequences]

[If the guest wants to take away the items stored in the bank, please contact the supervisor in time]

[Tellers are not allowed to leave the workstation without authorization during working hours]

[Try to strive for high-quality reviews, this is related to your accommodation and meals tonight]

"Are the rules so simple? There must be fraud in it."

The cards provided by the game are still the same three types as before. If the mission of the game is really that simple this time... why do we need displacement cards?And exorcism cards?
Customers are God, how can we treat God like this?

As Wednesday was thinking, a radio suddenly sounded in the bank.

"Customer No. 001, please go to window No. 1 to handle business."

"Customer No. 002, please go to window No. 2 to handle business."

"Customer No. 003, please go to window No. 3 to handle business."

……

The game is on!

Conversely... Wednesday will also welcome his first guest.

The glass of the counter was transparent, and he looked outside the door, and then saw an extremely obese female ghost covered with disgusting pustules slowly walking towards the No. [-] window.

The sound of its heavy footsteps shook the whole bank.

I saw it sitting on the opposite side of Wednesday, the fat on its body was shaking constantly, and the chair under it was making the sound of being unable to bear the load...

"Withdraw money!"

It can be said that Wednesday has little experience in serving people. Now thinking of the good reviews related to the accommodation and dining conditions, he immediately squeezed out a stiff smile that was uglier than bitter: "How much do you want to take?"

The pustule female ghost kept her head down, but now she heard a voice and raised her head. After realizing that he was a human being, she suddenly frowned in displeasure: "Why is it a bedbug? How bad luck!"

Here, humans and souls seem to be incompatible...

Both parties hated each other by nature, so it was not surprising that the Pussy Ghost had such a reaction.

Wednesday smiled awkwardly and smiled patiently.

"Forget it, it will take time to change people, please get me one thousand ghost notes." The pustule female ghost shouted in a loud voice.

"Please wait."

Wednesday smiled and nodded, turned around and entered the four numbers of 1000 on the money counter.

After a while, ten 100 ghost notes automatically popped out of the money counter.

He counted the number carefully, and then made some fake flattery: "How do you maintain your sister so beautiful?"

After hearing this compliment, the pustule female ghost's originally impatient expression changed instantly.

"Ouch! You human being is really sweet!"

"Let me tell you the truth, sister, just tell me, what do you use for maintenance?"

Try to appear sincere Wed.

If his current expression was made in front of the mirror... I'm afraid he could spit out the things of the night before on the spot... although he hasn't eaten for a long time.

"What maintenance? I just wash my face with blood every day."

The pustules female ghost waved her hands, the corners of her mouth had reached to the base of her ears.

The fat on his face drooped crazily as if he wanted to cover his entire mouth.

"Ouch! Is that pure natural? Sister, you are simply born beautiful!"

"Ha ha ha ha…"

The pustule female ghost's laughter was deafening, and it could be seen that she was really happy.

Wednesday can even smell the nauseating stench from its gaping mouth...

"Brother, what do you mean? You're not trying to flirt with your sister, are you?"

(End of this chapter)