64: We have to do something

In the live stream, mocking comments were already flooding the screen like a waterfall.

"Hahahahaha, protect us? Old Han, are you awake? Are you protecting us from being scammed out of money?"

"The strongest Streamer transformation of the year! An anti-scam Streamer eventually became the person he hated most. So inspiring!"

"Unfollowed, unfollowed. He'll do anything for traffic, it's disgusting."

Liu Lian leaned over and glanced at it, his face darkening.

"Damn it, what do these keyboard warriors know?! If I wasn't here, they wouldn't even know how they died!"

Fang Yuan also saw it. He was thin-skinned, and being cursed at so directly made him feel a bit awkward, so he silently sat back down.

Han Li, however, acted as if nothing had happened, even flipping through the comments with interest.

The harsher these netizens cursed, the more swollen their faces would be later.

He liked this feeling.

Just then, a girl with a ponytail and black-rimmed glasses walked over from the seat behind him, her face showing clear worry.

She was Li Xin from the Formation System.

"Han Li," she lowered her voice, nervously glancing at the ordinary passengers around them, "Are you crazy? What did the Dean tell us before we left? Absolutely no exposing the existence of Cultivators in the mortal world!"

"Exposing?" Han Li turned his phone screen towards her. On it was a line he had just typed.

"Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion."

He faced the live stream camera, his expression switching freely, once again becoming that cynical anti-scam Streamer.

"Family members, don't get excited. It's just a joke to liven up the atmosphere."

"To be honest with you all, we're going to participate in a film crew's shoot this time, a big Xianxia drama! Everything I just said was part of the script, you understand?"

"Right, right, we're all actors." Liu Lian also reacted, shaking his yellow hair flamboyantly at the camera, "I'm playing the third male lead, a ridiculously handsome Sword Cultivator Genius. How about that, method acting, right?"

The direction of the live stream comments indeed changed.

"Oh, oh, oh, so it was a script, you scared me."

"I knew it, how could Old Han believe that stuff? Turns out he got a promotion deal."

"This little blonde's acting is good, quite natural. Which company is he with?"

"So it's just filming, boring, I'm leaving."

Li Xin watched as Han Li defused the crisis with a few words and smoothed things over. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief, nodding and returning to her seat.

Han Li snorted inwardly.

A script?

The script for later will be ten thousand times more thrilling than what you imagine.

Just then.

"Woo—!"

An extremely sharp alarm sound, without warning, tore through the previously calm air in the carriage.

The entire bullet train shook violently, and everyone was thrown off balance by the enormous inertia.

Things on the luggage rack crashed down, and screams instantly erupted.

"What's going on?!"

"Did we hit something?!"

The lights in the carriage flickered wildly, dimming and brightening, illuminating everyone's terrified faces.

Over the broadcast, the flight attendant's anxious, distorted voice came intermittently.

"Dear passengers... Dear passengers, please note... The train... the train's braking System has... malfunctioned... Please... hold on to the handrails and don't panic..."

Don't panic?

How could they not panic!

Braking System malfunction—these five words were like a heavy hammer, striking everyone's hearts.

Passengers could clearly feel that the train's speed had not only not decreased, but was getting faster and faster due to the downhill section!

The scenery outside the window rapidly receded, blurring into a streak of light.

"Mommy! I'm scared!" A child burst into tears.

"Wife! Wife, listen to me! I love you!" A middle-aged man pulled out his phone, shouting hoarsely, but the signal had long since cut out.

Panic spread like a plague.

A sense of despair enveloped the entire carriage.

Just then, a flight attendant who had just communicated with the front via walkie-talkie collapsed to the ground, her face pale, muttering to herself.

"It's over... It's all over..."

"The tunnel ahead... has collapsed... blocked by huge rocks..."

These words became the last straw that broke everyone's psychological defense.

The iron coffin, accelerating relentlessly, was irresistibly rushing towards an immovable wall of stone.

The shadow of death loomed over everyone.

In the carriage, cries, curses, and desperate prayers mingled together.

However, in this chaotic doomsday scene, only sixteen young people remained quietly in their seats.

They were islands in this ocean of panic.

Liu Lian licked his somewhat dry lips, a morbid excitement on his face.

"Heh, just as I said, this is much more exciting than fighting small monsters."

Fang Yuan clenched his fists. He looked at the ordinary people crying together, a surge of hot blood stirring in his chest.

"We... must do something."

Han Li's live stream phone had fallen to the ground, its camera still on, faithfully recording this scene of human Hell.

In the live stream, there was no longer any teasing or mockery, only a screen full of "Holy sh*t" and "It's not a script?!"

All the viewers were stunned.

This sudden turn of events, this incredibly real panic, could not be acted out by any script!

It was real!

Han Li and the others were really facing a life-or-death crisis!

"Brothers, what should we do?" Han Li looked around at his classmates.

No one flinched.

On their faces, there was tension, solemnity, but not a single expression of fear.

They were students of Kunlun Cultivation Academy.

They were the only superhumans of this era.

If they all stood by, who else could save the people on this train?

"Let's do this!" Liu Lian was the first to stand up, slamming the table, "Isn't it just stopping a train? I'm going to open the eyes of these ordinary people today!"

"Count me in." Fang Yuan also stood up.

"And me."

"And me!"

One after another, all sixteen students of Kunlun Academy stood up.

They would become the last line of defense against death.

Han Li took a deep breath and bent down to pick up his phone from the ground.

He aimed the camera at himself again, grinning to reveal his two distinctive small tiger teeth.

Against the backdrop of wailing behind him, his smile seemed particularly striking.

"Family members, don't panic."

His voice was not loud, but it carried a reassuring power.

"The grand scene we promised is now officially beginning."

"Next, please enjoy..."

"—Stopping a Harmony train with bare hands! Brought to you by the Kunlun Special Effects Team!"

After speaking, he tossed his phone onto the seat, the camera perfectly aimed at the aisle.

"Go!"

Han Li let out a low shout and took the lead.

Liu Lian, Fang Yuan, Li Xin... Sixteen young figures, moving against the panicked, scattering crowd, walked resolutely towards the front of the train.

Their silhouettes, under the flickering lights, were stretched long, very long.