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

"Holy shit... Holy shit..."

"What...what is he doing? Is he beating up that female ghost?"

"Holy crap! Has this kid gone mad?!"

On the other side, the people in the carriage gasped as they watched Sandy lying in front of the glass door, looking so pained!

Ruthless!

An Lan is definitely a ruthless person!

Without saying a word, he started beating the female ghost.

"Well..."

"Why do I feel like that wasn't a beating?"

Menloka raised an eyebrow, while Mekalin unconsciously rubbed her belly and licked her lips. She seemed... her eyes were full of envy...

【drop--】

[Mikarin's affection for you +10!]

[Current favorability: 50!]

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

"ah?!"

Outside the carriage, amidst the howling wind, An Lan listened to yet another feedback from the system, her expression growing even more astonished!

Not a buddy!

Why did my affection level increase again?

I didn't do anything!

He looked into the carriage, puzzled. The train had stopped at a platform, and the station's loudspeakers were announcing: [Train arrives at "Xizai Station"! Stop time at this station is one hour!]

[Next stop for the train: The Future!]

Passengers, please disembark in an orderly manner and return to the train with your transfer tickets!

【列车发动时间剩余：00:59:59...00:59:58...】

At the top of the carriage, the corresponding prompt appeared again on the LED display screen.

The passengers in the carriage looked at each other and then walked towards the exit at the end of the carriage.

"Oh, honey, I'm waiting for you to come back!"

"Next time, it has to be even more exciting!"

"Clatter!"

An Lan felt a hard kiss on her cheek before Sandy pulled her to the front of the carriage. He didn't get out immediately, but instead pinched Sandy's slender waist with his large hand: "Sweetheart...don't you have any hints?"

"Giggle giggle—"

"I don't need a man who lacks ability..."

Sandy rolled her eyes at An Lan, and this time gave no hints, walking straight into the next carriage...

"call--"

An Lan remained silent, but eventually got out of the car.

......

Unlike [Past Station], [Cherish Station] has an additional exit elevator in front of the platform, in addition to the waiting hall. Taking the elevator down to the underground level allows you to leave the station...

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

I don't know why, but even though the weather was sunny and bright, a thick, milky-white fog rolled down around the platform.

An Lan only got off the bus a little late, and she couldn't even see the teammates who got off the bus in front of her anymore.

"Why?"

Where are they?

He subconsciously walked towards the "waiting hall," but in the thick fog, he inexplicably ended up in front of the "elevator."

"Buzz!!!"

Suddenly, a loud tinnitus rang in her ears, like the buzzing of a hundred cicadas in summer! An Lan felt a wave of dizziness in her head, and a sharp pain as if steel needles were piercing her temples.

"Ugh! Ugh—"

Clutching her head, An Lan swayed and staggered from side to side.

As the pain gradually became clearer, his eyes inexplicably became cloudy.

He looked at the "elevator entrance" and pressed the down button directly.

"Ding-dong—"

After the elevator doors opened, An Lan pressed the bottom floor button again, and the elevator descended.

Inside the cramped elevator, An Lan rubbed her head and muttered to herself, "Hey—wasn't I supposed to be playing at home? How did I end up here? Did I drop off a client here last night and fall asleep after drinking too much?"

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey..."

"Hurry home, find a corner, and start it!"

Standing in the elevator, An Lan seemed to have reverted to her true self as a corporate slave, her face filled with longing for her day off.

"Ding-dong—"

When the elevator doors opened again, the brightly lit underground exit was deserted and eerily silent.

"Why?"

"What's going on at the station today? There's nobody here!"

Unsure of what was going on, An Lan quickly walked towards the exit of the passage, where a thick layer of white fog immediately enveloped her vision.

"Hey! Driver! Anyone have a driver?! I'll give you 50 yuan, just take me directly to ** residential area! Is anyone there?!"

Shouting into the fog, An Lan remembered that the station exit should have been lined with taxis waiting for fares. But upon exiting the station, there was only thick white fog...

"I'll offer 50..."

"Offer 50..."

"50..."

His own voice echoed, reverberating endlessly in the fog.

Helpless, An Lan quickened her pace and walked into the fog: "Tsk! So annoying, why are there no cars?"

"Hmm..."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a terrifying hiss suddenly echoed from within the oppressive fog!

"Um?!"

An Lan looked around warily: "Who?! Damn it! You're playing this game with me! I'm filming this right now and uploading it to Douyin! Come out here! You dare to mess with your Tiger Brother?!"

You're not on Shenyang Street at all! Where are you?!

After shouting and yelling for a while, the strange hissing stopped.

An Lan frowned and ran wildly into the fog again!

"Da da da—"

The more he ran, the more chills he felt down his spine!

"Hmm..."

A balloon-shaped shadow suddenly appeared overhead. An Lan looked up and was startled!

In the murky fog, a circular shadow appeared and disappeared.

Upon closer inspection...that's...that's a human head!!!

It was a human head with dark skin, its appearance somewhat resembling that of an Indian! It was staring wide-eyed at me, hovering and swirling in the air...

Holy crap! Holy crap!!!

"Damn it!!!"

"A human head balloon?!"

An Lan was so startled that she fell to the ground with a thud, but didn't forget to take out her phone and start taking pictures. "Holy crap! If this gets posted online, I'll be in big trouble!"

"Ho—"

Anlan opened "DY" with great satisfaction, but was dumbfounded the next moment!

No signal!

Not only was it showing as out of service area, but An Lan also experienced a sudden, inexplicable itching and swelling on her neck. She scratched it and discovered a huge lump had formed!

The tumor grew larger and larger, eventually revealing the outline of a human face!

"Anlan! Anlan!!!"

"Hehehe—I want you to come down and keep me company! I want you to come down and keep me company!!!"

Suddenly!

The tumor on his neck transformed into the head of an Indian man, who grinned at An Lan!

"Holy shit!!! Holy shit!!!"

"Help!!!"

Frantically slapping the head on her neck, An Lan ran wildly into the fog.

"Hehehe..."

"Hehehe..."

but!

Unbeknownst to him, the floating "human head balloon" slowly followed him, and with a series of "poof poof poof" sounds, the fleshy growths on its face swelled up, squeezing out a second human head...

That head was unmistakably the face of a woman with cherry blossoms...

"Giggle..."

"Anlan, come down and keep me company!!!"

"..."

[I met a woman with syphilis on a blind date who demanded a dowry of 380,000 yuan: Holy crap! What's going on? What's going on? Why is An Lan suddenly acting so alarmed? It's just a weirdo, why is he so panicked?]

[Ace pilot Snake: It wasn't just An Lan; all the other national athletes seemed to change completely the moment they stepped off the train, becoming timid and submissive!]

[Let me see: Is the train station starting to devour memories again?! I feel like they've never seen a ghost before, and An Lan's current behavior is like that of an office worker seeing something strange for the first time...]

Wait a minute! The previous station, "Past Station," swallowed up memories of the past! So this station, "Cherish Station," won't swallow up memories of the present, will it? If so, then the contestants won't even know they're contestants anymore!

They just think of themselves as an office worker in that world?!

Holy crap! If that's really the case, then there's no way to solve this!

At the same time, the live stream chat was already flooded with comments.

The saying goes, "Those involved are often confused, while bystanders see things clearly."

Viewing the "instance" from a god-like perspective, the audience immediately understood! But at the same time, they were even more astonished by the difficulty of this "instance"—if no one interfered...

Can the participants in this instance know who they are and what they are doing?!