Antique Shop Zero: Disfigured School Beauty Becomes a Succubus to Pay Off Debts

This isn't a no-go, it's a recommendation for the treasure book "Zero Antique Shop: Disfigured School Beauty Becomes a Succubus to Pay Off Debts":

Listen to me, everyone!

Never eat anything the train staff provides!

Never open your eyes after nightfall!

There is no signal on the train, so please don't waste your time calling the police.

We must stick together and believe that we can survive this train journey!

Zhongshu stood before everyone and shared the lessons he had learned from Baitasha.

Baitasha looked up at Zhongshu, her face full of admiration.

She has been stuck on the train for a month.

Over the past month, she has witnessed too much despair.

Some rebelled, some pleaded, and some even held onto their crosses, begging God for His favor.

But it was no use.

Everyone must immerse themselves in the experience of despair and death.

She is a lucky one, the only lucky one, because she is still alive.

Now that a big brother has appeared who can stand up to the train conductor and is willing to lead everyone to survive, she finally feels the light of hope.

Everyone listened quietly to Zhongshu's speech.

Some people just kept crying.

A woman holding a child said:

"Sir, please tell us what to do, we will do whatever you say."

Zhongshu was taken aback when he heard this.

How does he know what to do?

Other passengers also began to speak:

"Young man, I listened to you and didn't eat that meal, so I'm still alive."

"We'll do whatever you say."

The male and female actors dared not say a single bad word this time.

They knew that only Zhongshu could save them.

Zhongshu never took the lead in anything and never acted as a leader who gave orders.

His mind went blank.

You idiot, hurry up and think of something we should do!

Suddenly, Zhongshu asked himself a question.

If... it were Li Xinyuan, what would he do?

Li Xinyuan – the protagonist in Zhong Shu's online novels.

Zhongshu had an idea and began to speak:

"I just checked, there aren't many passengers, and one carriage is enough to accommodate everyone."

We're all sitting in this hard-seat carriage so we can look out for each other.

Now I'll go to the other carriages and call the survivors here.

If you encounter a train conductor, do not speak to him. Just pretend you didn't see him and say, "I'll be right back."

All the passengers nodded in agreement with Chung-shu's words.

In the current situation, the more people in the carriage, the safer they feel.

Suddenly, someone shouted:

"Holy crap, where did the car go?!"

After he finished speaking, everyone looked out the window.

The train was speeding towards a vast sea.

Everyone's face turned pale.

If the train goes into the sea, wouldn't everyone drown?

Zhongshu stared out the window in disbelief, his hand gripping the flintlock pistol tightly.

Baitasha said softly:

"You won't die. This train can travel on the sea. It will be on the sea until it reaches Liancheng."

Sure enough, just as Baitasha had said, after the steam train sounded its whistle, it sped steadily across the sea without even stirring up a wave.

Baitasha tilted her head back to look at Zhongshu:

"However, the train conductor said that after the next station, the train will reach its final destination."

The final destination means death.

Zhongshu was also afraid, but he gave Baitasha a confident smile:

"It's okay, you won't die as long as I'm here!"

After Zhongshu finished speaking, he called out to the crowd:

"Is there anyone willing to come with me to call the passengers from the other carriages over?"

All the passengers in the carriage fell silent.

They were afraid and unwilling to take risks.

As long as Zhongshu is the hero who steps forward, they are willing to be the cowards.

Just as Zhongshu was about to turn around and leave to find someone, a voice rang out:

"I'll go with you."

Zhongshu turned around and saw the red-robed boy in the wheelchair raising his hand.

Zhong Shudao:

"good!"

The young man in the red robe winked at his companions.

.......

Lotus City, Blue Sea Area.

A speedboat is traveling at high speed.

At the bow of the boat, Yang Xiao, dressed in a white suit and sporting bizarre makeup, opened his arms to embrace the setting sun.

"The ocean is vast and boundless, full of unknowns; that's what life is all about."

A group of people wearing black hooded raincoats and masks with the same pattern were standing on the boat.

They are scavengers, corpses that have transcended life and death.

Yang Xiao suddenly pulled a butcher knife from his crotch, pointed it forward, and shouted:

"My little ones! Row! I have a date with the horizon!"

The cleaners looked at each other in bewilderment.

Crank the hammer paddle!

This is clearly a modern, high-tech speedboat powered by an engine!

Yang Xiao glanced back at them and shrugged:

"You guys really have absolutely no sense of humor."

Suddenly, a street cleaner pointed ahead and exclaimed:

"Happy Ghost Lord, what, what is that?"

Yang Xiao frowned as she looked at him:

"Don't panic when something happens, okay?"

You are the elite I carefully selected through a brutal game.

If Mr. Twilight saw you like this, he'd start to doubt the quality of our entire team!

The cleaner said with shame:

"Yes! It won't happen again!"

Yang Xiao glanced at the other cleaners:

"His attitude in admitting his mistake was quite good, what about you guys?"

Although you haven't made any mistakes yet, I need to give you a heads-up.

A steam train was speeding across the middle of the sea, occasionally letting out a whistle.

"Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! A train has run into the sea!"

Yang Xiao's eyes almost popped out.

He turned back, glaring, pointing at the train, and shouted at the scavengers:

"Look! It's true, I'm not lying to you!"

The cleaners stood calmly, motionless.

Yang Xiao frowned:

"Are your thresholds for surprise all that high?"

Good heavens, what kind of monsters am I living with every day?

The cleaners looked at each other, each seeing the helplessness in the other's eyes.

First of all, they have already seen it.

Secondly, Master Happy Ghost just discussed and lectured on the issue of manners.

Li Xiaoan raised his hand and spoke crisply:

"Lord Happy Ghost, you told us to be wary of anything unusual at sea. I wonder if that train counts as unusual?"

Yang Xiao was startled, picked up the butcher knife, pointed it at the sea train, and shouted angrily:

"My lords! Set sail! Charge!"

After Yang Xiao finished speaking, a strange power surged from his body.

Several shadowy, ghostly hands gripped the stern, propelling the speedboat forward at breakneck speed.

.......

Meanwhile, inside the train.

A woman with her hair up, twin men, an old man with a long braid, and a boy in a wheelchair all hid in the two-seater carriage.

Although Zhongshu only chased away one train attendant, he successfully attracted the attention of all the train attendants.

They took this opportunity to search the train for clues about how to leave.

However, there were still too many train attendants.

Those creatures, like ordinary train attendants, patrolled the train sporadically.

They didn't want to antagonize the train unless absolutely necessary.

They sensed that the train conductor outside had suddenly disappeared.

The prayer beads in the red-robed boy's hand suddenly trembled violently.

He suddenly fixed his gaze on the direction of the locomotive's cab:

Something is about to come out.

......

The speedboat is approaching the sea train.

Yang Xiao was incredibly excited when he first saw a train that could travel on the sea.

A ghostly hand reached out from behind him and smashed the train window.

However, a mysterious barrier, like an invisible wall, blocked Yang Xiao's attack.

Yang Xiao exclaimed excitedly:

"Jump up!"

Yang Xiao was the first to leap up.

The cleaners, like ghosts, leaped from the speedboat onto the top of the sea train.

The sea breeze was strong and cool.

As Yang Xiao was trying to figure out how to break through the roof of the train, an ominous aura arose.

Train attendants in red or blue uniforms appeared on the roof of the train.

The people in red uniforms are women, and the people in blue uniforms are men.

They were all good-looking, but their faces were deathly pale, and they had strange, exaggerated smiles on their lips.

Yang Xiao shouted:

"Destroy their ship!"

Several ghostly hands shot out from behind Yang Xiao, grabbing at the train attendants.

After struggling for a moment, the train attendants were controlled by Yang Xiao's ghostly hands.

Yang Xiao is very strong. Although he can't kill these train attendants, he can keep them under control.

The scavengers rushed forward and fought with the remaining train crew.

The sounds of battle echoed from the top of the train.

The cleaners are like ghosts, swift in action and fierce in their attacks.

The train conductor was like a ghost; though he had no great destructive power, he was like a lump of water.

No matter what the cleaner does, it's like hitting cotton.

The cleaners are ghouls, the train conductors are living souls.

Neither side could gain the upper hand, and the battle was at a stalemate.

Yang Xiao laughed arrogantly:

"Hahahaha, you idiot!"

This train is mine!

Suddenly, a black light appeared over the locomotive.

All the cleaners became serious and stared intently ahead.

Then, a monster emerged from the locomotive.

That was an octopus-man.

Wearing a white captain's uniform and a sailor's hat.

It was dripping with disgusting black slime.

The octopus-shaped train conductor walked over step by step, his six scarlet glasses staring venomously at Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao's eye twitched for a moment:

"Don't think you're awesome just because you have a lot of eyeballs."

He felt pressure from the octopus train conductor.

The octopus train conductor let out a terrifying shriek, and its tentacles suddenly grew enormous.

The next second, the cleaners, like ants swept away by a strong wind, flew off the roof of the vehicle and into the sea.

Facing the giant tentacles, Yang Xiao dodged and weaved left and right with all sorts of incredible movements.

Two ghostly hands gripped the roof of the car, and Yang Xiao was suspended upside down in mid-air, grinning maliciously:

"You can't do anything to me."

The octopus train conductor got really angry and suddenly spewed out a thick black mist.

Yang Xiao seemed to have been hit by a train, and his body suddenly flew backward.

. . . . .

Yang Xiao and a group of cleaners surfaced.

He was a mess, soaked to the bone, and his carefully styled hair was now a drenched mess.

Yang Xiao glanced at the dejected cleaners and pointed to the speedboat not far away to encourage them:

"It's okay, at least we still have a boat."

That was more than just a ship; it was freedom!

Let's start over...

Before he could finish speaking, a giant octopus tentacle fell from the top of the train over the sea.

The Clippers looked tiny in front of those octopus tentacles.

The next second, the Clippers were smashed to pieces by the water, bursting into flames, and sank to the bottom of the sea.

Yang Xiao covered her head and let out a terrified, ear-piercing scream:

"No!"

The cleaners looked at Yang Xiao helplessly.

Sometimes I really want to call the police.

Yang Xiao's eyes gradually darkened:

"Old octopus, if you don't give me face, then I won't give you face either. It's time to use my ultimate move."

The cleaners stared at Yang Xiao in astonishment.

Big move?

As expected of the Happy Ghost, he actually had a backup plan!

Yang Xiao formed a hand seal with one hand and humbly said:

"My dear master, I am unaware that your most loyal servant is none other than myself, the lovely Yang Xiao."

Would you be honored to be invited to witness a beautiful sunrise over the sea?

Yang Xiao is not a fool in the true sense of the word.

Based on the speed of the sea train and the octopus-man's single-minded way of traveling, he determined that the train would arrive in the waters near the South China Sea in the early morning.

Yang Xiao is no match for the octopus train conductor. His original mission was not to contain the sea train; he was just a brave investigator!

Jiang Chaosheng's voice rang in his ears:

"it is good."

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