Weak in affinity talent? Female ghosts are eager to give hints.

"Clang, clang, clang—"

Just as the train started moving, Menloka collapsed inside the carriage, drenched in sweat, his face filled with relief at surviving the ordeal. He looked at An Lan and immediately gave him a big bear hug!

"Tiezi!"

"Your suggestion was so helpful!"

"I rattled off a whole list of drinking, fighting, racing, and playing with bears, but the [sculpture] didn't react at all!"

"Huh? How did you get out of here?"

An Lan looked at Menloka in surprise and pushed him out of her arms.

joke!

He only hugs female ghosts; men, get lost!

"Well..."

"My [Golden Hero] technique involves imprisoning a designated individual in a different dimension, where we coexist! Within this dimension, our physical abilities are synchronized to a single level, allowing us to engage in a one-on-one duel!"

"So, when that thing tried to strangle me, I grabbed its hand to stop it from moving! Then it went on to talk about taking a bath, picking up girls, logging, until it started talking about picking mushrooms..."

"It just stopped!"

Menloka spoke with great enthusiasm, and everyone around him looked at him as if he were a monster.

Not a buddy!

To think that you could manually pinch the sculpture to stop it from moving and randomly ask questions to get the correct answers, only a genius like you could do that, right?

"Well..."

"I'm glad you survived!"

An Lan shook her head helplessly. Menloka's approach to overcoming the challenges was completely different from her own.

This kind of reckless man, combined with his "talent," is quite a good match.

"Clang—"

"Clang—"

The train began its rapid journey again, and this time, snowflakes drifted gently down outside the window. Looking out, the foreground was a vast expanse of gray, like the monotonous gray of an old black-and-white photograph...

"Buzz—"

I don't know why.

The tinnitus returned to An Lan's ears, and she realized what it was, subconsciously starting to recall past events.

My memories from kindergarten to high school are hazy, and my memories from university to now are also fragmented and vague. But right now, everything I just experienced at the train station is still clear in my memory.

past...

Memories of the past are fading away...

At the end of the carriage, An Lan felt a sense of familiarity with the curly-haired train attendant, but she couldn't fathom what they had done together. Only the Goddess Conquest System seemed to sense her, its heart beating at [25]...

Fortunately, this fact was enough for An Lan to conclude that the person she had previously pursued was indeed her!

"Perhaps I should continue trying to win her over? To gather new information?"

After watching the "CG" at [25 Favorability Points] again, An Lan discovered that all memories of watching the "CG" had vanished. He could only clearly remember events from the last 30 minutes...

"No...no..."

"If this continues, I'll soon forget why I even came to this [dungeon]... At that point, I might become an idiot..."

"I need to leave some kind of clue..."

After thinking for a moment, An Lan touched the "strawberry mark" on her neck and wrote a line of small words on her palm.

Please believe the words you hear.

After writing this sentence, An Lan felt inexplicably relieved.

Yes!

He might lose his memory next, and might not even realize he's in a [dungeon world], foolishly throwing his life away. But while he might not remember, the "Zhouchi City Defense Department" watching the live stream remembers!

If you encounter problems, as long as you trust the advice from others, you will still have a chance!

Looking up at the other "replica participants," they seemed to realize something as well, and began writing keywords on their bodies.

For example, key information such as [Talent], [Survival], and [Return to Station].

These tips are all correct.

But only...

An Lan looked at the beautiful Karin, who hadn't moved an inch and was actually resting with her eyes closed!

"This guy's [talent]..."

"What is it?!"

So far, apart from Matsumoto Keisha's [talent] which has never been displayed, Mikarin's [talent] is the most mysterious. As An Lan observed her, she seemed to sense it, opening her eyes and looking blankly at An Lan...

The train is about to enter the tunnel...

[Please note, the train is about to enter a tunnel...]

As their eyes met, a warning sound inexplicably rang out from inside the train.

"Um?!"

Everyone instinctively looked out the car window.

Outside the window, where ice flowers had already formed, lay a dark and deep passage that stretched as far as the eye could see, except for the darkness itself!

"Clang—"

As the train plunged into the tunnel, the entire carriage instantly went dark, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

"Click...click...click..."

but!

In the darkness, a series of eerie cracking sounds emanated from the roof of the car. Then... a deafening explosion rang out, and one of the car windows shattered into countless fragments, sending a blast of cold wind into the cabin, instantly covering the interior with frost!

"Ta-da!"

In the dim light, a small, thin figure seemed to have crawled in through the crack in the window!

"What?! What's going on?!"

Bill was the first to make a move. With only one leg left, he wobbled as he tried to stand up, only to be shocked to find that his buttocks seemed to be fused to the chair!

No matter how hard you try, there's only a series of "crackling" sounds!

"ah?!"

Reaching out to touch it, I felt layers of ice! Ice had formed between my bottom and the seat! Even... on my moving arms, the skin was covered in frost!

"Damn it! Damn it! What kind of terrifying rate of temperature drop is this?!"

"Damn it..."

"Ta-da!"

Bill was about to curse when he suddenly heard a frozen sound above him. Strange breathing sounds, "ho ho ho," "ho ho ho," slowly descended from above, and gusts of cold air enveloped him!

"A generous gift of crab! Just what..."

Look up!

Bill's pupils dilated instantly: "You...it's you?! How...?"

Before he could finish speaking, a withered, pitch-black humanoid body, crawling on all fours, hung in the air above, its head strangely bent and pointing downwards, opening its mouth wide towards Bill's face and spewing out a torrent of freezing air with a "ha!"

"Click click click—"

The look of astonishment was still frozen on his face; Bill was instantly frozen into a statue.

"ha--"

In the darkness, the figure vanished again. Only the freezing air above increased, and the temperature inside the carriage was estimated to have reached tens of degrees below zero, and was still dropping!

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"What is that?!"

"Run! Run faster! You dead legs, move! Move!"

Kim Bon-seok's seat was near Bill's. He vaguely sensed something and desperately pulled himself out of his seat. Having finally gotten out, he collapsed to the ground with a "thud!"

"Click click click!"

In an instant, his face and the ground froze into a layer of ice!

"Ugh! Ugh!"

I want to move, but I can't move my body at all!

cold!

it's too cold!

My skin was frozen black and purple. I tried to move my thighs, but my torso seemed to be frozen to death and didn't respond at all!

"Aish! Aish!"

"What...what the hell is this?!"

"Ho—"

"Thump!!!"

Suddenly!

Kim Bon-seok heard a thud on his back, as if something had landed on him! He turned his head and was shocked to see a familiar face!

It's Picardlin!

Pikaslin from India was now lurking on his back like a spider! He was completely shriveled, like a dried corpse. His skin was covered in frostbite, and freezing air was constantly emanating from his seven orifices!

"ha!!!"

This guy just came close and exhaled a breath of freezing air, and Kim Bon-seok's face instantly froze into ice. He died with his head tilted back and lying on the ground!

The train is passing through a tunnel...

[Attention! The train is passing through a tunnel...]

The LED lights in the overhead light of the carriage flickered a few times, and the remaining three people, including An Lan, stared in astonishment at the flickering light!

Snowflakes fluttered in the passageway, which was frozen solid by a thick layer of ice. The frozen sculptures of Bill and Kim Jong-seok flashed by in the light, their expressions of astonishment!

"Holy crap!"

"Dead?! They're dead?!"

"What the hell?!"

Mencalo cried out, his massive body moving constantly, yet he still couldn't escape the icy grip.

"Ta-da!"

After the light shone, that eerie voice rang out again!

"ha--"

The suffocating cold air rushed towards... An Lan, who was struggling in her seat!