Doomsday Train, I went crazy by hoarding billions of items.

Chapter 62 Riot
Jiang Ran's gaze was fixed on the last page of the journal.

On one of the monsters, whose shape was indistinguishable due to the overly hasty brushstrokes, the pattern following the name Zhe Zhou was clearly outlined!
Jiang Ran suddenly felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head.

What exactly is Paro Island?
Is the scene described in this so-called explorer's journal a past, a future, or a cycle?
What about my own rebirth?
If Zhe Zhou in her previous life was after the "energy" within her, then why was she reborn?

A hint of confusion flashed in Jiang Ran's eyes. She had originally thought that the path to survival was a straight line, and that if she followed it, she would naturally find the solution to all the problems.

But now, a thick fog began to rise in front of her.

"Owner……"

Little White, standing to the side, also showed a rare hint of unease.

The puppet's emotions follow its master's. Although it doesn't know Jiang Ran's current thoughts, it can sense the turmoil in Jiang Ran's heart.

But clearly, Xiaobai isn't the only one who can sense this.

Zhezhou's tone became increasingly intense.

"Do you know how many seats there are on the Heavenly Ranking? Only a thousand. But in the entire game, there are countless trains like this. Without the help of the gods, do you think you can squeeze onto such a cruel Heavenly Ranking on your own?"
"Only the God! Only He can grant your true wish! Rest assured, the God never forces anyone. I don't have much time, but you have plenty of time to think it over. If you've made up your mind, you can find me after the trains merge."

"You know how to find me."

After sending this last message, Zhezhou's profile picture went black.

Jiang Ran opened the chat window with him, and as expected, a system notification popped up.

This player does not exist!

She let out a soft breath and collapsed backward as if deflated.

Xiao Bai, who was beside her, quickly used his palm to support her neck and carefully placed her on a soft cushion.

Jiang Ran closed her eyes, enjoying Xiao Bai's massage. After a while, she suddenly asked, "Xiao Bai, do you think... there are gods in this game?"

Xiao Bai was silent for a while, then slowly replied, "Master, I cannot answer this question. But to Xiao Bai, you are the only god."

Jiang Ran opened her eyes in surprise, meeting Xiao Bai's clear and determined gaze.

She paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "You're right, what's with all this talk of gods and spirits? If they were really that powerful, how could they have gone astray in their search for people?"

Moreover, she always felt that when Zhe Zhou said he was "giving her time to consider," he was actually just saying that the time for casting the spell had come.

She didn't believe that she could travel to other trains without paying anything in return.

Since she's subject to the same train rules, what does she have to worry about?

The only thing Jiang Ran is concerned about right now is the issue of eligibility to enter Paro Island, which Zhe Zhou revealed.

If we could collect all the explorers' notes, would we be able to glimpse a bit of the truth?
*
When Jiang Ran woke up the next day, Xiao Bai did not prepare a meal for her in the cellar as usual, but instead stayed by her bedside.

Seeing that Jiang Ran had woken up, Xiao Bai seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "Master, there's been some trouble outside."

Jiang Ran would place several cameras outside each time she set up a safe house.

The camera didn't trigger an alarm, which means it's probably not a large creature, so it can only mean...

Jiang Ran got out of bed and checked the security camera feed: "Are those nematodes?"

The surveillance camera was completely black, and nothing could be seen at all. Jiang Ran had a premonition.

Xiao Bai nodded and said, "Around 3 a.m., they suddenly appeared in groups. I kept an eye on them, and fortunately they couldn't get through the walls of the safe house, so they didn't disturb the owner's rest."

Jiang Ran had already seen the shocking scene through the replay.

The cellar, which originally had some space, suddenly swarmed with countless nematodes.

They gradually filled the entire cellar space around the safe house. Through the partially obscured camera, Jiang Ran watched the tiny worms wriggling and twisting, and felt a little nauseous.

After confirming that the insects posed no threat to the safe house, Jiang Ran opened the game panel.

The first thing that popped up was messages from friends.

Magical Girl: "Thank you, boss, for saving my life!"

This was sent at 3:30 AM, so it must have been due to a nematode riot.

There was also a message from Whirlwind Slash: "Young Miss, do you have any salt?"

It was also around 3 o'clock.

In addition, there were endless friend requests, especially last night, when the long string of requests made Jiang Ran wonder if everyone in the instance was trying to add her as a friend.

She soon found out the reason.

Last night, the magical girl posted information about the nematode's weakness in the trading hall, selling each one for only 1 health point.

So in the latter half of the night, everyone was trying to buy salt.

Some lucky ones found table salt in the village and successfully escaped a catastrophe.

Some, backed by caravans, raise prices arbitrarily, selling a small bottle of salt water for the equivalent of 100 health points or items and supplies, yet demand still exceeds supply.

Especially around 4 a.m., the entire chat room was in chaos, with countless voice messages filled with wailing and lamentation.

Players who previously thought the nematodes were so obvious that they could quickly evacuate even if they spotted them were caught off guard by this sudden riot.

In just one night, at least half of the profile pictures went black.

If things continue like this, by the time the second instance ends, probably less than one in ten players will still be alive, which would truly meet the prerequisite for train merging.

Jiang Ran felt that her guess was correct. The appearance of things that had never appeared before in this life was all to increase the elimination rate of the players.

Or perhaps, they're using a breeding program to select players who can travel to Paro Island.

This feeling is really unpleasant; there's a broken boat lurking ahead, ready to pounce.

Jiang Ran sighed; she still needed even greater power.

She absolutely had to make it onto the Survival Rankings, and even if Paro Island was a den of dragons and tigers, she was determined to venture there.

But before that, she needs to gain more leverage.

*
After a night of activity, the chat room was much quieter, but there were still people asking to buy salt.

Jiang Ran had previously acquired a salt processing plant while stockpiling goods, so she wasn't short of salt. However, she was now unsure whether the rankings were based primarily on health points or resources.

Therefore, she only put out 100 bottles of saline solution to sell. They were slightly larger than the saline bottles that others made themselves, but she didn't adjust the price. Each bottle still sold for 100 life points.

It sold out instantly upon release.

But she noticed that one ID bought almost fifty bottles in one go.

Bloodstained, Yan Zikai.

Jiang Ran's smile gradually turned cold.

If she hadn't gone looking for trouble, would this guy have dared to come knocking on her door?

Thank you so much, Mi Xinlan, for the 30 Xiaoxiang votes! I didn't see the votes on Xiaoxiang because there were no system notifications. I'll add an extra chapter for you next week, baby! Love you! (′‵)~
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