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

[Estimated arrival time from the next station, "Pearl River Bay," is 00:20:08.]

Time flew by, and when Su Yuan opened his eyes again, he found that there were only twenty minutes left until the third stop.

He looked out the window; the sky was still overcast, and the rain was heavier than the night before. Large raindrops pounded against the car window, making a dense, pattering sound.

Su Yuan sighed, walked to the platform forecaster, and glanced at the weather forecast for the next 24 hours.

[Next hour: Thunderstorms, strong winds, temperature 8℃, not suitable for travel.]

[Next 3 hours: Thunderstorms, strong winds, temperature dropping to 6℃.]

[Next 6 hours: Extremely heavy rain and strong winds, please take precautions.]

[Next 12-24 hours: Heavy rain turning to clear skies; fresh air after the rain, please be aware of muddy roadsides.]

"Well, it looks like this rain isn't going to stop anytime soon."

Su Yuan looked at the weather forecast and felt a little helpless.

The weather forecast made it clear that the rain would not only last for more than six hours, but would also escalate into a severe downpour.

Encountering this kind of weather by the bay is not a good sign.

【Master, I also hate rainy days the most, they're so damp!】

Inside the driver's cab, the small fire's core flickered listlessly, its voice tinged with disdain.

Su Yuan ignored it, casually took a piece of nut-filled dark bread from the warehouse, grabbed a can of beef, and drank some cold water. Breakfast was finally sorted.

Twenty minutes passed quickly.

【ding dong——】

Please sit tight and hold on, the train is about to arrive at your third stop...

[This stop is at Zhuhui Bay (multi-person station)]

[Maximum stopover time: 5 hours.]

As the broadcast ended, the unchanging desolate scenery on both sides of the car window was instantly replaced.

A blinding light flashed, and a strong, pungent smell of the sea mixed with damp air rushed towards us.

The train slowly came to a stop.

With a whoosh, the car doors slid open to both sides.

A cold wind mixed with rain suddenly rushed into the carriage, causing the temperature inside to drop abruptly, and the floor was instantly covered with a layer of damp moisture.

【Eek!】

The small flame clearly couldn't stand the damp and cold environment; its core suddenly contracted, emitting a remarkably human-like sound of disgust.

It's clear that it really doesn't like rainy days.

Su Yuan was the same, but this temperature didn't affect him at all.

He glanced at the torrential rain outside, then looked down at his dry camouflage uniform, and an idea immediately came to him.

Wearing wet clothes on a rainy day and having them stick to your body is not a pleasant feeling.

Anyway, I'm thick-skinned and not afraid of the cold, so I might as well...

Su Yuan quickly stripped himself naked, leaving him only in his underwear.

Feeling the coolness in the air, he stretched his limbs with satisfaction, feeling completely relaxed.

After doing all this, he walked to the treasure chest containing the treasure-guarding spirit, took out three train coins from his storage bag, and pressed them directly onto the chest.

A wisp of smoke rose, and the familiar chubby boy emerged. He was about to habitually rub his hands together and smile obsequiously when he immediately spotted Su Yuan's bare, muscular physique.

The treasure-guarding spirit's smile froze on its face instantly, its little eyes widening in surprise. The next second, it shrieked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and "whoosh," it darted back into the treasure chest.

"My sir! Let me make this clear first, I'm straight! No matter how much gold you give me, I would never do that kind of thing! Unless... unless you ask for more money!"

The sharp, thin voice of the guardian spirit, tinged with sobs, came from inside the box.

Su Yuan's face instantly darkened.

"What the hell is going on in your head all day long?"

He walked up to the treasure chest and tapped the lid impatiently.

"Can't you see it's raining heavily outside? I just don't want my clothes to get wet! Get out here right now!"

"Really? You're not kidding me!" The voice from inside the box was full of doubt.

"I'll count to three, two, one!" Su Yuan, too lazy to waste words, half-jokingly said, "You should know, this stop happens to be in the bay!"

Upon hearing the word "bay," the money-guarding spirit immediately cowered.

"No, no, no! I'm coming out! I'm coming out right away!"

Amidst a flurry of activity, the chubby boy, sporting an embarrassed smile, climbed out of the treasure chest once again.

Su Yuan was too lazy to argue with it and went straight to the point: "When you go out later, go find all the treasure chests, but don't open them yourself. I'll open them all together after you bring them back."

He paused, then added, "Because I can use my talent to integrate and upgrade these treasure chests into higher-quality ones, which will yield better items."

"So, regardless of quality, if you find a treasure chest, I'll give you three train coins as a reward, but everything inside is mine. How about that? Pretty good deal, right?"

"Okay... alright..."

In any case, the power of interpretation rests entirely with this great demon, so it can only obediently follow orders.

"By the way," Su Yuan suddenly remembered something and asked, "What else do you know about that plague god?"

The moment the "Plague God" was mentioned, the money-guarding spirit's chubby face fell, and its spirit became somewhat unstable.

It waved its hands frantically, its voice filled with fear: "My lord, please don't mention that name! That's one of the oldest and most powerful evil gods! His followers, those flesh-and-blood trial-takers who walk the 'Plague' path, are the most hated group of lunatics among all extraordinary beings! They're like rats in the street, attacked by crowds wherever they go!"

"What are their pathway abilities?"

"I don't know, I don't know!" The money-guarding spirit shook its head like a rattle-drum. "All I know is that the plague carried by their Sequence Nine beings can even kill Sequence Eight beings and above. Anyway, it's disgusting! My lord, I advise you, if you ever encounter anything related to the plague, stay as far away as possible! Don't get involved!"

It seems that its knowledge is also limited.

Su Yuan nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

He walked up to the perfect scarecrow shell and said to the money-guarding spirit, "Alright, stop dawdling and get inside to work."

The money-keeper glanced at the torrential rain outside, then at the new body he was about to have, and a hint of hesitation appeared on his face.

It's common knowledge that a body made of straw is afraid of water.

If it gets wet in the rain, it will not only become heavier and affect movement, but it will also easily mold and rot over time.

Su Yuan noticed its concerns and pursed his lips: "Don't worry, I make it myself, so the quality is guaranteed. Besides, with only thirty minutes of activity time, how could I possibly soak it all up?"

The money-guarding spirit thought it made sense, and without further hesitation, it transformed into a wisp of green smoke and entered the scarecrow's body.

A moment later, the scarecrow with the blank face moved.

It stretched its limbs, feeling the cool touch of the rain on its "skin," and a sense of unprecedented freedom welled up inside it.

With a "whoosh," it excitedly rushed into the rain, opened its arms, and tilted its head back to welcome the baptism of the downpour.

That look instantly reminded Su Yuan of a scene from a classic movie.

However, it seems this guy has actually been imprisoned for much longer than the protagonist. No, much longer.

After basking in the rain for a moment, the money-guarding spirit glanced back and saw Su Yuan preparing to get out of the car. As if remembering something, it instinctively covered its rear end, then ran off without looking back, shouting, "Don't worry, my lord! I'll turn this bay upside down!"

Su Yuan looked at its comical back and shook his head helplessly.

He slung the epic Demonbane Warhammer over his shoulder and leaped into the torrential rain.

The moment my feet touched the ground, the familiar semi-transparent text appeared as promised.

[Note: Because your perception has surpassed the limits of ordinary humans, you will automatically receive more detailed information each time you enter a new instance.]

[Current number of players in the station: 3 (You are not the first person to arrive here)]

[Intelligence 1: This bay is inhabited by some low-level merfolk, who are skilled at using their songs to bewitch people and hunt any living creature that comes near the shore.]

[Second intelligence report: Beneath the cliffs of the bay lies the lair of the merfolk, led by a mutated elite merfolk who guards a stone slab engraved with mysterious patterns.]

[Intelligence 3: Follow the route indicated on the stone slab and dive into the deep sea; you will discover a forgotten ancient underwater ruin.]

[Intelligence 4: The heavy rain will affect the spread of the merfolk's songs, but it will also make them more agitated and hungry.]

[Friendly Reminder: Once you choose to take action, please kill as many merfolk as possible. If the merfolk manage to gather and begin their grand chorus, a terrible danger may ensue...]