Lin Jian woke up from the bed in a daze. The surrounding scene was as blurry as wrinkled water. When he rubbed his eyes to calm down, he noticed that he was the only one beside him.
"Where is the person?" Lin Jian slowly stood up. He had lost all feeling and did not feel the same weakness or "expansion" as when he got up.
Often people are unable to clench their fists hard when they first wake up, but in this death train, all these are omitted.
Even the seven emotions and six desires disappeared, and the monk's temple didn't help.
Lin Jian pressed the power button on his phone, turned on the screen and looked at the time.
Eight o'clock in the morning.
He had forgotten what time he went to bed. On this death train, his sleep addiction seemed to be controlled by an invisible force. If someone suddenly made him fall asleep during the battle, the consequences would be disastrous.
ah……
Turning off the screen, Lin Jian saw through the screen a lazy look that had just woken up early in the morning. Under the fine black eyelashes was a pair of charming peach blossom eyes, which of course are also called scumbag eyes, and light pink lips.
The face that is fair and full of youthful collagen is really... "The more you look at it, the more handsome you become!" Lin Jian secretly sighed, and as soon as he got up, he saw Xia Weiwei's little head poking over.
Holding fried dough sticks and soy milk in his hand, the breakfast in the Death Train was no different from outside. However, Lin Jian still couldn't smell any fragrance. Without fragrance, he couldn't taste any delicious food. It seemed like... anorexia.
Xia Weiwei stuffed a cup of freshly ground soy milk into Lin Jian's hand and made a habit of doing it, which seemed to be a bit of a slut.
"Thank you. By the way, where are Fanzi and the others?"
"Still queuing up. After all, people in ten carriages have no breakfast at one stop, so it takes a long time."
"and you?"
Xia Weiwei stuck out her tongue and Lin Jian understood the meaning without saying anything.
What's wrong with the little fairy jumping in line? Of course, it could also be that she jumped in line passively. After all, not everyone on the train treats beauties other than Li'er as unfazed as he does.
Lin Jian rubbed a fried dough stick and tasted it. Sure enough, there was no oil smell at all. He opened the lid of the soy milk and dipped it in the soy milk. It was very good and the soy milk had no taste at all.
Just like a hungry person, he wolfed down a few mouthfuls of food, quickly finished it, got up and left the carriage for a walk.
Walking on the road, he thought to himself that according to the rules of the past few days, there is generally not much danger in the morning, but there will be a zombie craze at noon and evening. At noon, it is a small trial, and only in the evening there is a certain level of danger.
of danger.
In other words, he needs to survive the last evening before he can safely leave the train and return to Yiyang High School.
But he still has one doubt: why has this train not returned yet?
Not to mention the round trip, it seems like it hasn't even arrived at the station now. It seems like this train is an infinite train with no terminal at all. He doesn't know if it's his imagination, but he always feels like everything on this train is gone.
Reality.
On the way there, he happened to see Fanzi buying breakfast. He saw Lin Jian eagerly handing him a fried dough stick, but Lin Jian refused with the words "I've eaten it."
"Hey, where are these people?"
Lin Jian saw that he had been looking for the classmates in various carriages after leaving the mortal world, but so far he had not seen any of them, but there was still one place he had not searched.
"Car No. 10..."
When he walked into carriage No. 10 on the first day, there were nine people inside. Why was there one person missing in this carriage when all the other carriages were filled with ten people?
Lin Jian glanced at the scarlet jade scimitar at his waist. The blade still had not returned to the scabbard, leaving a slight gap.
Guessing is not as good as putting it into practice. Lin Jian came to the door of Car No. 10 and walked in. He still didn't find any of his classmates. These nine people looked the same as when he first saw them.
Wait, why haven’t these nine people changed...
He became more and more suspicious. Whether it was the classmates who disappeared out of thin air in the death train or the secret of Car No. 10, he had an inexplicable and ominous premonition.
About 30 minutes.
The classmates who disappeared out of thin air returned to the car where they were originally. After questioning, the girls said they went to the toilet together, while the boys bought breakfast, and they might have been buried in the dense crowd.
At noon, there was the usual zombie craze, but the level of these zombies was low and they did not pose a threat at all. After being dealt with, the train continued to move, and there was no sign of coming or going.
"You said that the Death Train journey is over today, but why is this train still not going back and forth?" Lin Jian asked what the others meant.
Fanzi raised his head and said with a look on his face: "Strength means everything. It can't be said that there is a visual shielding spell that blocks it."
"That's somewhat possible."
However, compared to Fanzi, Xia Weiwei's words were more convincing, "Maybe it's a teleportation gate. You know, we came through the whirlpool gate when we came here, so we have to go through the teleportation gate when we go back."
Lin Jian automatically imagined the scene of the train rushing into the portal and everyone returning to Yiyang High School. Let's just think of it like this for the time being, otherwise it would not make sense.
In the afternoon, Lin Jian spoke to Xi Lier on a daily basis.
"Lin Jian Lin Jian, I heard Han Lu say that the number of deaths in the class today is more than 3, so we are exempted from the death mission."
"More than 3 people?"
Not to mention more than three people, he had just confirmed that no one was dead. Could it be that Han Lu was trying to create panic? No, this guy didn't have so much time. Where did the problem arise?
Xi Li'er on the other side saw Lin Jian's brief silence and said playfully: "The matter you asked Bailishi and the others to investigate has been investigated clearly. All ten people, including you, are carrying mobile phones."
"really……"
If everyone carries a mobile phone, what happens to the students who do not bring a mobile phone?
"Li'er, please do me a favor."
"What's the big deal? Don't worry, leave it to me~"
"I need you to help me bridge the gap."
1 hour later.
The sun sets in the west, half of the sky is red.
Lin Jian successfully contacted Liu Yinzi through Xi Li'er as a bridge.
"Have you arrived at the window of the fifth carriage?"
"Here we are, there is a number 5 next to it."
Liu Yinzi sent him a picture. The location in the picture exactly matched where he was now. He raised his hand, but there was no one in front of him.
"I see."
Why can't I use fire spells on this death train? Why do I lose my basic three senses? Why does this train never go back and forth but keeps moving forward? All this sense of emptiness comes from a dream and an unrealistic environment. All of this means
It makes sense.
The last words Lin Jian sent to Liu Yinzi:
"Don't believe anyone, including me, as long as we are on this death train, we are not the real us."
night.
Lin Jian was always ready to attack, preparing for the last wave of zombies, but what he received was congratulations shouted from a loudspeaker:
"Congratulations to everyone for passing the three-day Death Train survival journey. The death toll this time is 17. The remaining survivors are asked to return to the original workshop according to their classes. After one night, it will be over."
"After one night, it will be the end..."
Lin Jian didn't think this was a congratulation, but more like a warning. If this was a dream, how would it end? Could it be that the dream would automatically end after one night?
"Brother Lin Jian, if you want to have an in-depth communication, come and see me in class~"
"..."
Lin Jian said goodbye to Xia Weiwei. After spending the day together, he probably knew that Xia Weiwei was also a genius in Yiyang High School, so there would be no harm in getting to know her in the future.
In the original dormitory, in the evening, Lin Jian opened the curtains and enjoyed the quiet night under the moonlight.
"Wow! It turns out to be a big dormitory, just enough for our class of ten people~" Yan Lele said happily.
"I thought it was going to be so difficult. I won't feel any pain or itching for three days, that's it?" Jing Yi also looked indulgent, and didn't seem to feel any fatigue.
Guan Shuiping, who was next to him, remained silent and sat cross-legged in silence.
Lin Jian sighed and said to Liu Yinzi on the side: "Isn't the sunset in Car No. 5 beautiful?"
Liu Yinzi's eyes focused on the book raised slightly, and after a flash of strangeness, she said: "It's very beautiful."
"Too beautiful to be true..."
Yao Shu, who had been silent for a long time, suggested: "I think this death train is almost over. Doesn't it mean that it will end after one night? Why don't we go to bed first? It's not too late."
Lin Jian agreed: "Yes, classmate Yao's suggestion is good. Instead of chatting and eating all night, it would be much more comfortable to sleep peacefully."
When everyone heard Lin Jian say this, they all raised their lips and seemed to be smiling.
Suo Rongliang, who was usually sleepy, was unusually awake at the moment, but after Yao Shu's suggestion, he fell down and pretended to be sleeping, seemingly taking the lead for everyone.
After turning off the lights, Lin Jian fumbled for a picture on his phone. The picture showed a large room similar to a dormitory. The layout was almost the same as now. Counting the number of people, there were exactly ten people.
He turned off the screen of his phone and closed his eyes, but he held the scarlet jade scimitar tightly in his hand.
In the spacious ten-person room, only a glimmer of gemstones remained in the gap between the scabbard of the scarlet jade scimitar.
That painting was made by Suo Rongliang in class. At that time, he felt that the painting was a bit strange. Most of the reasons were due to Suo Rongliang's joblessness. He read on the forum that in the past, there would be extremely rare and unlucky jobless people.
, but most of these jobless people have an extremely powerful specific skill.
As for Suo Rongliang’s?
Lin Jian opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was that familiar classmates from the past were each holding a dagger, crawling on his bed, and stabbing his heart and brain with daggers.
It's a prophecy, it's a prophetic painting!
The fundamental way to break the dream is to remove all the unfavorable factors in the dream, and these unfavorable factors are the nine people in Car No. 10!
"Broken Spirit... Release!"
Lin Jian finally released the spiritual power that he had accumulated for a long time on the scarlet jade scimitar, and sheathed the sword. The ghosts in Car No. 10 who had used the scarlet jade gems to plant their marks on the first day exploded at this moment, and then
Turned into a black shadow and disappeared.
When Lin Jian opened his eyes again, he was in a place similar to a warehouse, surrounded by all his classmates who were sleeping peacefully on the death train.