Train Survival: One colored hexagon per level!

As soon as he left the train, a cold wind swept over from the nearby undead town, and the faint salty smell in the air made Teemo shiver.

But he still followed closely behind Lu Xingyuan and did not fall behind.

After all, he had promised his companions, how could he go back on his word?

Besides, if he can't even overcome this fear, how can he become a powerful Yordle?

Lu Xingyuan gently rubbed his fluffy head and soothed him softly:

"Don't be afraid. I know most of the situation in the town. I'll let you know in advance if there's any danger."

Gu Wanqing provided very detailed information.

He clearly marked which part of the journey was dangerous and which part contained treasure.

He's no different now than before.

The formation of the town of the dead is inextricably linked to the failed experiment of the town's witch.

The accident caused a large amount of undead energy to leak out, engulfing the entire town and turning everyone in the town into terrifying undead creatures.

In fact, from the very beginning, many residents of the town made it clear that they did not welcome her arrival.

However, there were many self-righteous hypocrites in the town who, under the guise of benevolence and tolerance, forcibly accepted the witch despite all opposition.

Ironically, the aura of the dead leaked out, and these sanctimonious hypocrites were among the first to be infected!

They treated the witch with kindness and tolerance, but the witch retaliated in the most cruel way.

Timo nodded, seemingly understanding.

"So... the priority is to kill the 'holier-than-thou' types, right?"

"That little brain of yours is so clever, huh?"

"How can I tell the difference between a saintly mother and a hypocrite?"

"A saint who uses their own money to save people is called a 'saintly mother,' while a hypocrite who uses your money to save people is called a 'saintly bitch.'"

"oh."

Timo nodded obediently and silently made a mental note of it.

These are all very important life experiences.

As they were talking, they arrived at the edge of the town. Without even looking up, they could see the spirits of the dead floating aimlessly in mid-air.

They are translucent, with distorted and ferocious appearances.

Upon sensing the living aura emanating from Lu Xingyuan and Timo, they instantly went berserk, rushing towards them in a frenzy.

Timo instinctively took two steps back, her little face full of fear.

Lu Xingyuan, standing beside him, grabbed the Xuanbing Spear from behind.

Throw it with all your might!

The Xuanbing Spear spun rapidly in the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound!

The moment it made contact with the ground, the Xuanbing Spear shattered, unleashing endless cold air, and frost rapidly devoured every inch of space in the area!

Countless undead were frozen in mid-air, unable to move!

They did not regain their ability to move until five seconds later.

"Such a powerful control effect, it even works on the undead, and for such a long time..."

A glint flashed in Lu Xingyuan's eyes.

It's no exaggeration to say that this control duration is enough to kill your opponent seven or eight times over!

Most of the undead in front of us were only level one monsters, so dealing with them was a piece of cake.

Lu Xingyuan didn't even need to use the black dog blood he had prepared beforehand.

The main problem is that the power of the Ice Spear is simply too exaggerated.

One shot, and the damage is explosive!

Timo, standing beside him, looked at Lu Xingyuan with an adoring expression.

"You've really made us Yordles proud!"

"Keep going! With hard work, you can become as strong as me, and marrying Tristana won't be a problem."

A good leader will never miss an opportunity to promise employees something tangible.

Timo found it sweet.

I'm going to eat this pancake!

Tell me, who wouldn't want to marry Tristana and reach the pinnacle of life?

"This is it."

Lu Xingyuan stopped in front of a dilapidated house and kicked the rickety door open.

The spirit inside the house let out a mournful cry and bared its fangs and claws, about to pounce on Lu Xingyuan.

Lu Xingyuan promptly presented the token.

"etc!"

"I killed Sophia, Weber, Carlson... they were all dead."

"Look, this fell from them. You should be familiar with it, right?"

Upon hearing these familiar names, the spirits miraculously regained their sanity.

It gritted its teeth, its voice filled with boundless hatred.

"Sophia, Webber, Carlson... those damned bitches! If they hadn't insisted on letting that witch stay in town, we wouldn't be in this mess!"

"Thank you, conductor... thank you for avenging us. This is your reward..."

The spirit spat out a train coin from its mouth.

Lu Xingyuan gestured for Timo to accept the task quickly.

"Alas……"

Timo carefully held the edge of the train coin, feeling a strange and disgusting sensation.

"Alright, may I send you on your way now?"

Before the other party could answer, Lu Xingyuan swung his blade, cleaving the opponent into a cloud of white mist that dissipated into the world.

These tokens were dropped by the undead they killed earlier.

Their only purpose is to prove that you killed these sanctimonious hypocrites.

Then, with these items, one can travel to designated locations, find those former town residents who hate "holier-than-thou" types the most, and exchange them for rewards.

This information, of course, also came from Gu Wanqing.

That's all I can say is that this is very important.

If it were any other train conductor, they would probably be at a loss when faced with those fallen tokens, having no idea what their true purpose was.

"Why kill it?"

Timo took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the train coin clean, and then handed it to Lu Xingyuan.

"I'm helping it find relief."

Lu Xingyuan explained,

"It can only regain its clarity for a moment, and then it will turn back into a monster that only knows how to kill."

"I see."

Timo suddenly realized.

It turns out that killing someone is actually helping them find liberation.

Subsequently, Lu Xingyuan followed the same method.

Carrying the tokens of his sanctimonious hypocrisy, he visited each of the town's residents who harbored boundless hatred for them.

It can only be described as genuine hatred.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to briefly regain one's sanity after becoming an undead and hearing their names.

By the time he reached the last person, Lu Xingyuan had collected a total of 30 train coins.

"That's really good."

Lu Xingyuan once again clearly felt the power of his talent for platform intelligence.

If it weren't for Gu Wanqing, he probably would have missed out on those thirty train tickets.

"Sigh... If I had known it would turn out like this, I should have kept Gu Wanqing with me no matter what."

"I told her that she stepped onto the train with her right foot first, violating the first rule of the train, and was fined 10000 train coins. Since she couldn't pay it off in time, she had to stay on the train and work for me."

How could he not be worried about Gu Wanqing's safety?

The world of trains is so dangerous.

If something were to happen to me, who would provide me with intelligence in the future?

What was said in jest was taken seriously by the listener. Timo looked down at his short legs.

I secretly reminded myself that I must enter the train with my left foot first, otherwise I would be fined 10000 train tickets.

Even if you sold him, he still wouldn't be able to raise that much money.

"Found it."

After searching through the bookshelves in the room, Lu Xingyuan quickly found what he was looking for.

This is the key to delivering a crushing blow to the witch.

"Okay, we can go fight the final boss now."

Lu Xingyuan looked towards the end of the street.

That well-preserved little house was where the witch lived.