58: Chapter 58 Death Train, Do Not Answer
While Lin Chuan was deep in thought, Chen Feng, who had been kneeling on the ground, slowly stood up.
Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, he respectfully responded to Lin Chuan in his heart:
"My Buddha! This Disciple will not fail your command!"
Immediately after, he looked around and found that the aberrant passengers who had been eyeing him with malice and resentment suddenly acted as if nothing had happened.
The many aberrant passengers had all returned to their previous states, chatting with smiles as if the recent events were non-existent.
However, this extreme sense of incongruity was even more hair-raising.
Clang! Clang!
As the doors closed, the train started up again, heading deeper into the mist... half an hour later.
The train slowly decelerated and stopped beside a dilapidated platform.
"Ka—"
The doors opened.
A gust of cold, eerie wind poured in.
Following that, four figures stumbled and rushed into the carriage.
"Quick! Get on! Those things are chasing us!!"
"Don't push! Let me go first!!"
These were three men and one woman.
They all emitted the rule fluctuations of B-Ranked Anomalys.
Clearly, they were all B-Rank Ghost Controllers!
But at this moment, they looked like stray dogs, their faces filled with terror.
"Phew... finally safe..."
"The note said that if we get on the train... we can live!"
After the doors closed, the four slumped to the floor, gasping for breath.
Chen Feng quietly observed these four new "passengers."
Their clothes were tattered and stained with blood and mud; they had clearly encountered some horrifying experiences.
Most importantly... they were all living people! Genuine living humans!!
"Hey, look..."
One of the young men with a buzz cut, who looked somewhat arrogant, suddenly pointed ahead, his voice trembling slightly.
"What is that?"
The other three followed his finger.
At the connection between carriages, several lines of blood-red text were emitting a faint red glow.
[Rule One: Do not open your eyes after the lights go out.]
...[Rule Ten: Those who survive to the final station can receive the Blessing of the "Great Dominator," or even... become a taboo!]
"Is this... a Rule Ghost Story?!"
"No... this is different from the Rule Ghost Stories in novels..."
Seeing the blood-red words, the only girl among the four—a pretty girl about nineteen years old wearing a JK uniform—turned pale with fright and tightly grabbed the buzz-cut man's arm.
"Brother Lin Ying, I'm scared..."
The girl shivered incessantly.
The rules were too absurd; half of them were fake! This simply left no way to survive!
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Lin Ying patted the girl's head and spoke with forced composure, but his trembling voice betrayed his inner fear.
Because just now, he had tried to mobilize the ghostly power within his body, only to find... no response!
The ghost inside him seemed to have vanished, falling completely silent!
Not just him, the other three discovered this problem as well.
"Damn it! My Ghost Hand isn't responding!"
"My Ghost Shadow too!"
The four looked at each other, their eyes filled with despair.
They had just escaped a wolf's den and hadn't even caught their breath before falling into an even more terrifying tiger's lair!
Worst of all, on this train filled with unknown horrors, losing their ghostly powers meant losing their life-saving trump cards.
"You all escaped onto the train as well?"
Just then, a calm voice sounded in their ears.
The four spun around.
A young man in a black trench coat with indifferent eyes was sitting not far away, quietly watching them.
The young man was Chen Feng.
"Are you... human? Or an aberration?!"
Another middle-aged man who looked honest but had a balding head asked with a trembling voice.
His name was Yu Wei. He was originally a programmer, and before the Terror Resurgence apocalypse, he had already controlled a ghost.
But even after becoming a Ghost Controller, he remained cowardly and timid.
"If I were an aberration, you would already be corpses."
Chen Feng said flatly.
Hearing this, the four breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Aberrations usually lacked intelligence.
Judging by Chen Feng's manner of speech, he was clearly a living person.
"Brother, did you see those rules too?"
Lin Ying stood up and asked with a hint of probing.
"I saw them."
"Did you discover anything?"
"No." Chen Feng shook his head. "I only just boarded the train myself."
"Tch, what are you acting all cool for?"
Lin Ying curled his lip in disdain, clearly annoyed by Chen Feng's cold attitude.
"Since we're all grasshoppers on the same boat, why don't we cooperate?"
At this moment, one of the middle-aged men among the four spoke up.
The man's name was Wu Jian. He looked honest and simple, but his eyes held a glimmer of shrewdness and calculation.
"Allow me to introduce myself. I am Wu Jian, a B-Rank Ghost Controller. I control... the Ghost Fist!"
"This is Lin Ying, also a B-Rank Ghost Controller who controls the Ghost Shadow. Don't take his words to heart, brother."
"As for him, Yu Wei, likewise a B-Rank Ghost Controller, controlling the Ghost Keyboard."
"And this one..."
After speaking, Wu Jian pointed to the last JK girl and continued:
"She is Ye Qian, a B-Rank Ghost Controller who controls Ghost Makeup."
"Chen Feng."
Chen Feng was brief.
"Cooperation is fine, but I'll say the ugly truth first."
"In here, no one can save anyone else. If you want to live, you have to rely on yourselves."
"Also..."
He pointed at the blood-red rules.
"If you don't want to die, you'd better memorize those rules."
"Tch, who are you trying to scare?"
Lin Ying snorted coldly, unimpressed.
Just then.
From outside the door, a woman wearing a bright red qipao and holding a folding fan walked in.
She was very beautiful, with a graceful figure and exquisite makeup on her face.
But her skin was unnaturally pale, as if it had been brushed with flour.
Furthermore... she made no sound when she walked.
It was as if she had drifted in.
[Rule Two: Do not speak to passengers wearing red clothes.]
Chen Feng's pupils constricted, and he immediately lowered his head, pretending to look at the floor.
Even though this rule might be fake.
No one wanted to take the risk of testing it.
After all, the price of error was death!!
The other three also reacted quickly, averting their gazes.
Only the programmer named Yu Wei, being too nervous, accidentally dropped the kettle he had been carrying onto the floor.
Clang!
The crisp sound was exceptionally piercing in the silent carriage.
The woman in red suddenly stopped in her tracks.
She slowly turned her head and looked at Yu Wei.
"Sir, you dropped something."
Her voice was soft and pleasant, like the gentle Wu dialect.
But upon hearing it, Yu Wei's entire body stiffened, and cold sweat instantly drenched his back.
He remembered that rule.
Don't speak! Don't speak!
He desperately warned himself in his heart.
"Sir?"
The woman in red leaned over, picked up the kettle, and held it out to Yu Wei.
A charming smile hung on her face, and her eyes were filled with kindness.
"It's very dangerous on this train. Without a companion, it's very hard to survive."
"I have a way to take you out of here..."
"Really?!"
Hearing the word "leave," Yu Wei suddenly seemed possessed and reflexively replied.