The "Survival on the Train" game has bugs, it's really laggy!

"Hey, dinner's ready!"

Su Yuan picked up a train coin and, just like last time, stuck it directly onto the surface of the treasure chest.

However, the anticipated scene of the coin transforming into a stream of light and merging into the box did not occur.

The train coin just sat there all alone on the box, unmoving.

The treasure chest itself was unresponsive, lifeless, just like an ordinary wooden box.

Su Yuan then took out the second and third coins and stacked them on top of each other, but the result was still the same.

"Um?"

Su Yuan frowned.

"Playing dead with me?"

He reached out and tapped the box, making a "knock knock" sound.

"Hey! Open the door! The community is bringing you some warmth!"

The box still didn't respond.

"Hey, you fatso, you're getting cocky, aren't you?"

Su Yuan was a little annoyed.

Last time I used three train tickets, at least you gave me a vibration and some kind of response.

What happened this time? Did he fall asleep? Or was he too scared to come out after being frightened by himself last time?

"Xiao Huo, what do you think it means?" Su Yuan turned to ask the driver's seat.

"Master, this..." Little Fire's flame flickered, its voice tinged with schadenfreude. "I reckon it was probably scared by you last time and is now hiding inside pretending to be dead. These kinds of spirits, if they don't want to come out, no matter how loudly you call them from outside, it won't do any good."

"Yeah?"

Su Yuan narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth suddenly turned up.

He then turned to Xiao Huo and asked, "Is this box found all over the world, or is this the only one?"

Little Fire immediately replied, "There's only one, Master! It's a cursed spirit, and it doesn't have the power to create so many incarnations."

"Oh..." Su Yuan deliberately dragged out the sound, then stroked his chin, feigning deep thought, "What if I bought some cement on the trading platform, sealed this box up, and then found a chance to throw it into the sea?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Huo immediately understood Su Yuan's meaning and chuckled: "Then this guy will never be able to get out again! And he can forget about collecting any more gold coins!"

Su Yuan deliberately spoke loudly, and occasionally let out a regretful sigh.

"Oh, I see. Well, it seems there's no point in keeping a box that can't be opened. It's taking up quite a bit of space."

As he spoke, he took out all the remaining train tickets and counted them in his hand with a clattering sound.

"Twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two... What a pity, so much money. I was planning to work together and pull off a big heist. Alright, Xiao Huo, it seems we're the best of friends."

Just then!

A sudden change has occurred!

The previously lifeless wooden box suddenly trembled!

On the surface of the box, where the three train tickets that Su Yuan had taken off were originally stuck, a faint light suddenly appeared, forming a small vortex.

The three train tickets that Su Yuan had placed on the table were instantly drawn away by an invisible force and disappeared into the vortex with a "whoosh"!

"Squeak—"

The lid of the box slowly opened, and the familiar chubby little gray-blue figure emerged once again.

This time, however, the expression on its face was no longer fawning, but rather tinged with guilt and embarrassment. Its small eyes darted around, but it dared not meet Su Yuan's gaze.

As soon as it came out, it rubbed its hands together, pretending not to have heard anything, and said with a forced smile:

"Oh dear! My sir! Why didn't you tell me you were coming? I... I was asleep inside, I didn't hear you, I didn't hear you..."

Su Yuan was secretly delighted by its blatant attempt to cover up its treachery, but he remained outwardly calm, merely offering a slight smile.

"Oh? Asleep? I understand, I understand."

Instead of pointing it out, he went straight to the point and briefly explained the current situation.

From the eeriness of the farm, to the scarecrow, to the stitched monster he had just killed, and finally, he took out the key tainted with the aura of an evil god.

"So you know what I mean, right?"

"Right now, there's a big guy locked up in the basement, a monster that's even more troublesome than the Frankenstein's monster, and has been tainted with even more evil god energy."

"I need your help, give me something to control it."

The money-guarding spirit looked at the key in Su Yuan's hand, its round body trembled uncontrollably, and its small eyes were instantly filled with fear.

It knew better than anyone what the scent lingering on the key meant.

It opened its mouth, about to say something, but was silenced by a look from Su Yuan.

"Don't give me any of that lottery or roulette stuff." Su Yuan's voice was calm, but the pressure was palpable. "You and I both know that what you give out depends entirely on your mood."

"Now, I need tools that can solve problems, not chocolate-flavored poop or poop-flavored chocolate."

Su Yuan grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

"Of course, I won't let you work for nothing. You'll get your share of the benefits once it's done."

The money-guarding spirit looked at Su Yuan, then at the key. Finally, a struggle flashed in its small eyes, which ultimately turned into a pang of heartache.

It gritted its teeth, as if it had made a huge decision, and then burrowed back into the treasure chest.

Su Yuan only heard a series of clanging sounds from the outside, indicating that the guy was rummaging through things.

What Su Yuan didn't know was that many of the treasures were actually intended by the Treasure Guardian Spirit for its own future use.

Although it was given eternal torment, it also gained an infinite lifespan and was cursed with the inability to touch wealth.

After that deity suppressed it, the Treasure Vault of the Myriad Realms was shattered at some unknown time. The Treasure Guardian Spirit can, like a gold miner, seize those treasures over endless years and retrieve them into its own little treasure vault. Then, it can contact the outside world through the treasure chest itself.

Later, another deity made a pact with it, saying that it would appear and take away the 9,999,999 train coins after collecting them, and then break its seal.

But the main god also promised that all the treasures it obtained from the Vault of All Realms would be its own.

Therefore, the money-guarding spirit is very stingy. These things are all accumulated little by little over countless years, even prepared for when it leaves. Of course, it will feel the pinch when it leaves them.

The clanging stopped after a full five minutes.

The money-guarding spirit, with a face more ugly than crying, slowly crawled out of the treasure chest, carrying an exaggeratedly shaped warhammer in its little hands.

The warhammer was made entirely of a silvery-white metal, with a polygonal head engraved with complex and sacred runes, and a handle wrapped in dark red leather. The entire hammer exuded a solemn yet murderous aura.

The money-keeper slammed the hammer down on the table, making a dull "thud" that seemed to shake the entire train carriage.

It looked at the warhammer with eyes full of reluctance, as if it were looking at its daughter who was about to be married off to a distant place.

"My lord..." the miser's voice trembled with tears, "This...this is my most treasured possession! Paladin Augustus's 'Exorcising Magic'!"

"Are you satisfied now?"

Su Yuan smiled slightly, then took the hammer, and several lines of information appeared before his eyes.