25: Chapter 25 Charging Punishment

The air in the corridor seemed to freeze solid.

Lin Lin slumped on the cold metal floor, clutching her neck which bore red marks, gasping for breath.

Her proud C-grade mental charm was like a ridiculous bubble before this man, shattering at a touch.

Not only that, due to the forced and failed use of her ability, the backlash of psychic energy struck the depths of her mind like a heavy hammer.

Lin Feng looked down at her from above, his eyes not holding anger, only a kind of indifference as if looking at trash.

"Did you think I would be controlled by your third-rate tricks like those lustful idiots?"

Lin Feng slowly crouched down, extending his long, powerful fingers to grasp Lin Lin's chin once more.

This time, he didn't squeeze her neck hard, but the icy sensation from his fingertips made every hair on Lin Lin's body stand on end.

"Train Master... I was wrong... I won't dare again..." Lin Lin's voice trembled, her peach blossom eyes filled with terrified tears.

Her tattered shirt slipped, revealing large patches of snow-white skin that broke out in fine goosebumps from fear.

She tried to evoke a trace of sympathy from Lin Feng with her pitiful appearance.

But Lin Feng's heart was colder and harder than the iron rails of this abyssal tunnel.

"If you do wrong, you must pay the price."

With a single thought from Lin Feng.

The Train Master's privilege not only allowed one-way infusion of life energy but also the forced extraction of a player's mana within the carriage—an absolute class suppression.

A faint, nearly imperceptible blue light flashed at Lin Feng's fingertips.

"Ah!"

Lin Lin suddenly let out a shrill, miserable scream.

She felt the already thin mana within her body being forcibly drawn out through Lin Feng's fingers.

The sensation was like someone using a pump to forcibly drain the blood from her veins.

In just a few seconds.

Lin Lin's mana pool was completely depleted, even the basic energy required to maintain her succubus form was drained dry.

"No... give it back... it hurts so much..."

The terrifying backlash of mana hunger instantly swallowed her.

Lin Lin's body twisted and rolled uncontrollably on the floor.

Her cheeks, once flushed from seduction, were now deathly pale.

Her internal organs felt as if they were being roasted over a blazing fire, an unbearable dry heat drilling out from her very bones.

She tore at her already scant clothing, trying to alleviate the terrifying high heat radiating from within.

Her slender demon tail thrashed weakly in the air, her small bat-like wings curling up in agony.

Her pink peach blossom eyes completely lost focus, leaving only a maddened craving for energy.

Like a dying dog, she crawled on all fours toward Lin Feng, wanting to cling to his leg and beg for a little "charge."

"Thud."

Lin Feng mercilessly kicked her away.

The force was precisely controlled—not enough to shatter her bones, but enough to make her curl up on the floor in pain, unable to get up again.

In the rear core living area, Su Ya, Xia Wanqiu, and Tong Tong, among others, covered their mouths tightly, watching the tormented Lin Lin on the floor, their eyes filled with shock and fear.

This was the real Lin Feng.

Kindness and charity did not exist with him. The only way to obtain survival resources from his hands was through irreplaceable value.

Lin Feng bent down, grabbed Lin Lin by the hair like dragging a bag of garbage, and strode toward the steel blast door at the rear of the carriage.

"Train Master, spare me..." Lin Lin let out a faint sob, but before absolute power, she was utterly powerless to resist.

"Click."

The blast door rose, leaving a half-meter gap.

The icy wind from the rear half of the carriage, carrying the stench of excrement and thick blood, instantly howled in through the gap.

Through the gap, one could see Zhang Meng and over a dozen other laborers, half-frozen, huddled in a corner like soulless lumps of meat.

With a flick of his wrist, Lin Feng directly threw the extremely weak and mana-starved Lin Lin through the door gap.

A dull *thud* sounded as Lin Lin heavily struck the frost-covered metal floor, rolled twice, and came to a stop at Zhang Meng's feet.

"Ah! What is that!" The girls in the labor area were startled, letting out faint cries of alarm.

Lin Feng stood outside the door, his cold, sharp gaze sweeping through the gap over every despairing face inside.

"This is your new roommate."

Lin Feng's voice was like an ice spike in the dead of winter, piercing everyone's eardrums.

"Here, put away your self-righteous little tricks. If you have no value, then die. My rules are the only rules on this train."

After speaking, Lin Feng did not spare another glance at Lin Lin on the floor.

"Boom!"

The blast door slammed shut, sealing all the wails and horrific scenes once again within the icy hell.

Killing the chicken to scare the monkeys.

This move not only suppressed Lin Lin's presumptuous ideas but also sounded a stern alarm bell in the hearts of the girls in the core area.

Lin Feng turned and walked back to the core living area.

The air still seemed to carry the enticing yet deadly sweet scent from Lin Lin's body, but the looks in Su Ya and the others' eyes had become utterly clear and filled with awe.

They stood ramrod straight, not even daring to breathe too loudly.

"Back to work." Lin Feng walked over and sat down in the Train Master's exclusive leather chair, his expression returning to its usual calm, as if he had merely disposed of an insignificant piece of trash.

Tong Tong shivered, quickly picked up the faintly glowing [Micro Nutrient Soil Cultivation Box], and carefully placed it on the empty ground nearest the heating vent.

The nutrient soil inside the box showed an eerie purplish-black color, emitting a faint fishy smell.

Five shriveled mutated potato seeds had already been buried in the soil.

A few drops of purified water that Xia Wanqiu had just condensed using her frost mana had already seeped into the soil.

"Su Ya, temperature control." Lin Feng issued the order.

"Yes."

Su Ya took a deep breath, walked over to the cultivation box, and sat cross-legged beside it.

She had just drunk a large bowl of sweet porridge, recovering a little stamina.

But in this icy tunnel, maintaining mana output was still a huge challenge.

She extended her fair hands, palms facing each other.

A soft orange-red flame danced between her palms. She carefully controlled the heat, evenly radiating the flame's temperature around the cultivation box.

As the temperature rose, fine beads of sweat quickly appeared on Su Ya's forehead.

Her tattered white shirt, soaked with sweat, clung tightly to her skin, becoming somewhat translucent.

The full contours of her chest were clearly visible under the firelight, rising and falling with her somewhat rapid breathing in a breathtaking rhythm.

Her slender legs were pressed tightly together, that ice-blue demon tail slightly taut behind her.

It was a picture full of post-apocalyptic contrast—the once lofty academic genius now sitting disheveled on the floor, using her precious mana to act as a "human thermostat" for a few potato seeds.

"Tong Tong, your turn." Lin Feng looked toward the twin-tailed junior hiding in the corner.

Tong Tong was an ordinary girl, having awakened what seemed the most useless [E-grade Plant Affinity].

After seeing what happened to Lin Lin, she was so scared she almost cried. She was terrified that she, being useless, would also be thrown through that icy iron door.

Hearing Lin Feng call her name, she trembled all over, quickly walking over to the cultivation box and kneeling on both knees.

"Train Master... I... I will do my best." Tong Tong's voice trembled. She closed her eyes and pressed her hands against the cultivation box's cold metal casing.

A grayish-green glow lit up in Tong Tong's palms.

This was her mana—weak, yet carrying a vibrant, life-filled aura.

The mana seeped through the metal casing, slowly infiltrating the purplish-black nutrient soil.