Chapter 844, How Dare You Question Me? (One update today, 5000 words.)

Tickets were spat out, fluttering in the air.

Soon the ground was littered with them.

The Three Ghosts widened their eyes in shock, and Wu Heng was also surprised.

They had discussed the ticket machine before, not expecting it to directly absorb Souls.

It truly matched the "Phantom Train" name; the tickets were converted from souls.

On the battlefield, zombies fell in batches.

Turned into Remnant Souls, they were continuously absorbed by the ticket machine and converted into tickets.

The total number of zombies in the village wasn't very high.

Apart from the initial swarm of zombies, only a few dozen remained, still grappling with skeletons.

They were continuously pierced by spears and fell to the ground.

"Uncle, there's smoke, the ticket machine is smoking," Xiao Xiao pointed out midair.

The distant ticket machine, either overloaded or operating too quickly, was emitting some smoke.

"Not many left," Wu Heng glanced at the number of zombies.