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

At the same time.

[Zhouchi City Defense Section] Headquarters.

"It's over! Liu Xuan! Do you know how to break this deadlock now?"

Hou Yong kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. The hot water in the cup had gone cold from his handling, and he didn't dare to take a sip.

"This hurdle..."

"It seems like a dead end... but it's not actually!"

Liu Xuan shook her head, and Yan Ying stared at her intently: "Captain! What do you mean?"

"Everyone instinctively sat at the front of the carriage! That's because they escaped from the previous carriage. So, the subconscious suggestion is to sit closer to the front..."

"An Lan's escape now is also instinctive! She just ran forward!"

"But have you forgotten?"

"The rear of the carriage, because of the break in the previous section, is now the last section! If you go through the rear door, wouldn't you be going straight for a blood vessel?"

"Hiss—I see! This step requires climbing out of the car?!"

After Liu Xuan finished speaking, everyone suddenly understood.

But she herself frowned, somewhat puzzled: "But even if I climbed out of the car... the roof of a car traveling at high speed is still very dangerous! I can't just stay on the roof forever, can I?"

"besides..."

"What Sandy gave me is probably tailored to the specific situation in each tunnel..."

"Those digestive tablets, are they for dealing with 'pig cravings'? Do you take them beforehand to prevent getting a bloated belly and being misled?"

"Damn it... I feel like there's something I haven't figured out..."

"Anlan...now that you've lost so many memories...can you still understand?"

He looked at the live stream screen with a worried expression...

......

Just as Liu Xuan and the others were holding their breath for An Lan, An Lan was completely engulfed in grease! Amidst a series of bubbly bubbles, he coldly shouted, "Menloka! Forget about that monster!"

"That's a trap!"

"Drag me into the [Golden Heroes] world!"

"ah?!"

"What do you mean?!"

Menloka's voice echoed from the void.

Although the other party was still puzzled by An Lan's intentions, a golden halo descended and An Lan, who was almost suffocating in the grease, disappeared instantly!

"Buzz—"

"Buzzing—"

In the world of [Golden Heroes], Menloka, covered in marks from wearing restraints, stood on the other side of the palace, looking at An Lan with surprise: "Tiezi? Haven't we all regained our senses?"

Why is your face so oily?

"Could it be—haha...you little glutton?"

Menloka jokingly walked towards An Lan, whose face darkened: "Don't move! I'm coming to find you! Your current space should still correspond to the place where you disappeared, right?"

"So, you're in the first carriage?"

"hold head high--"

"What's wrong?"

"The train is now overflowing with grease; if we leave, we'll be instantly submerged and suffocated!"

"So what? We can just stay hidden inside the [Golden Hero]!"

"Heh—if the train arrives at the station, are you still hiding and refusing to get off?"

"this..."

Menloka's naive idea was instantly shattered by An Lan.

The "Golden Hero" strategy is temporarily safe, but it's not a long-term solution. Even if you can hold out until the train arrives at the station, what about getting back to the station later? Mencalo eventually needs to rest, doesn't he?

For the next five stations, can you keep the "Golden Hero" running the whole time? Or... are you sure the outer carriages won't derail while you're driving the "Golden Hero"?

There are just too many interfering factors.

"Then... what are you going to do?"

"Do we get past these grease-covered carriages? Find a safe carriage?"

Menloka immediately thought of the same thing as Anlan, but Anlan decisively shook her head: "No...we can't go forward...we have to go backward!"

"ah?!"

"There's a gap in the rear compartment. Once we can open the rear compartment door, the grease inside can be drained. This is the only reasonable solution at the moment!"

"Will it work?"

Menloka was clearly still hesitant, and Anlan's tone grew colder: "It has to be done, or are you planning to spend the rest of your life with Youzhi?"

"Okay... alright—"

"Step back, try to get to the very back!"

After exchanging a glance in the palace, the two walked together to the very back of the palace.

"Are you ready?"

"Hold your breath..."

"Also, once you see the back door, swim towards it immediately and try to open it in one go!"

"clear!"

"Buzz—"

As the golden halo flashed again, a burst of viscous bubbles exploded, and An Lan and Menloka reappeared in the trunk! A wave of rancid liquid hit them, and the two squinted, swimming towards the rear door...

"Ho—"

"I told you...you're all dead!"

"I'm doomed!!!"

"You're all dead!"

"..."

Can!

A venomous voice suddenly rang out from behind.

"Kim Bon-seok" was still submerged in the grease when its seven heads flew out simultaneously, surging through the oil like water snakes, and immediately chased after An Lan and Menloka.

"Anlan!"

"later!!!"

Menloka cried out in alarm, letting out a whimper as a large amount of grease rushed into his mouth, nearly choking to death on the spot!

An Lan didn't respond, rushing towards the back of the train regardless. He knew that "Kim Bon-seok" would definitely appear behind him, but he also knew that Menloka would help him block him.

For myself, to repay the debt of gratitude, and for the possibilities to come!

"[Gold]...Gurgle—[Hero]!!!"

"Buzz—"

A golden halo flashed, and the seven heads that had charged forward disappeared after creating ripples in the oil, which then dispersed in a wave. An Lan mustered all her strength and finally reached the rear door!

"Click—"

"Click click click—"

Just as he was struggling to open the back door, no matter how much he pulled on the door handle, the iron door remained unmoved.

"Puff puff puff—"

What can be vaguely seen is that countless fleshy buds are wrapped around the cracks in the door. This door... it is alive too!

"Damn it!"

"Gurgle—gurgle—Ugh!!! Ugh!!!"

With her breath almost completely drained, An Lan glanced at the "Most Perfect Timeline" skill panel, her face hardening: "Let's take a gamble! Anyway... I still have one more chance!"

"Gurgle—"

Another burst of bubbles shot out of his mouth!

"Hey! Bill! I know you're watching! Gulp—"

"Aren't you going to come and help?! Do you think you can stay holed up inside the [Golden Hero] forever?! You should know what opening this back door means, right?!"

"Gurgle—"

The foul, pungent, and irritating smell of grease rushed into Anlan's mouth and nose as she spoke, and her eyes were already turning white.

He's gambling!

I bet Bill will definitely make a move to ensure his survival!

Yes!

My role may not seem very significant, but it concerns our future survival. Will Bill still be watching?

"Gurgle—"

Just as An Lan was about to give up and was about to press the [Most Perfect Timeline] button... "Buzz buzz buzz" A golden halo flashed, and two figures appeared in front of her!

Bill, his face cold, slammed his remaining large foot into the iron gate with a loud thud.

"Buzz—"

A huge tremor shook the grease layer, and the iron door was actually dented!

"Shit!"

"Hey kid, I'll play along with you this once!"

"I'll see if it's as you think!"

"Glug—the 'generous gift' crab! It stinks! Glug glug—"

Bill grumbled and kicked the back door again. Looking at An Lan, whose eyes were glazed over, and then at the constantly shifting door crack, Mikalin hesitated for a moment before decisively pulling out her dagger and sliding it across the fleshy growth inside the crack!

"Pfft—"

"Pfft—"

at last!

"Boom!"

Under Bill's seemingly pathetic one-legged attack, the rear door of the car lost its fleshy bud connection and shot out of the car with a "whoosh," heading straight for the top of the railway track where the train was passing and disappearing into the fleeting light!

At the same time!

"Pfft! Pfft—"

Because the rear door of the car had been opened, the grease in the entire compartment seemed to have found an outlet, and suddenly sprayed out a jet of oil like a fountain through the rear door!

"Puff puff puff—"

The train spewed oil violently as it accelerated!

but...

Despite the large vent discharging of grease, the grease level throughout the entire carriage remained high and did not decrease by the slightest!

"A generous gift of crab!"

"Young Chinese man, you've guessed wrong! It's not like that!"

"Goodbye! I'm not keeping you company any longer!"

"【Golden Hero】!!!"

"Buzz—"

The moment he saw that there was no way to turn things around, Bill immediately activated [Golden Hero], once again bringing himself and Mikarin into the world of "Golden Hero"!

"Puff puff puff—"

A terrifying vortex of oil formed in front of the door, frantically sucking up the surrounding oil. An Lan stared at the fractured floorboards behind the door, his memory twisting strangely, and he subconsciously touched his chest!

There...

There's a bottle of medicine!

He remembered clearly that the medicine in the bottle was a digestive aid tablet, used for indigestion.

"This thing...this thing must have been obtained by my past self through some means..."

"Then it must be useful for something..."

"If the grease inside the carriage isn't properly drained, what about outside?!"

"Ugh—"

With her eyes closed and teeth clenched, An Lan plunged directly into the whirlpool, instantly being sucked out of the train! A cold wind howled, and jets of water lashed her back, nearly throwing her off the train!

Good thing!

He grabbed the door frame with one hand and the roof of the car with the other. After dodging the water jets to the side, he actually jumped slightly and climbed onto the roof of the car!

"Clang, clang, clang—"

"Clang, clang, clang—"

As the train sped along, the wind blew, and An Lan clung tightly to the roof, slowly wriggling like a maggot.

now!

Looking further out, the terrifying flesh-colored walls inside the carriage appear to be a perfectly normal, calm carriage from the outside!

Facing the wind, An Lan crawled along, clutching the medicine bottle in her arms, a slow smile playing on her lips: "I think... I roughly know... who has indigestion..."

......

At the same time.

In the United Nations' live broadcast room, the barrage of comments surged wildly.

[Private Forrest Gump: One second, I saw four teams from different countries work together to score! Wow, the world is united! The next second, the car door opened but it didn't help; everyone just scattered!]

[Old Cat: To be fair, An Lan is indeed suited to be a commander, right? Look at him, even in his condition, he still managed to scheme to get Bill involved and help! It's a pity... a real pity he guessed the wrong way out!]

[Haqi Continent: Wait, if even releasing oil isn't right, how are we supposed to get through this? Are we supposed to rely on spatial "talents" to get through? A dungeon couldn't possibly have such a mindless design, right?]

[Meeting her real-life celebrity husband on her wedding day: Overall, the outcome wasn't bad, right? At least An Lan survived? Her only way to live was to lie outside the car?]

[Hey, hey, stop making noise! ​​Look at Anlan! It's one thing for him to be lying on the car roof, but why is he still climbing?! What is he trying to do?!]

Holy crap! He's almost at the front of the car!!!

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