Train Survival: One colored hexagon per level!

"puff!"

Sun Wuxing chose to self-destruct at the last moment!

His body turned into a blood mist, completely merging into the howling airflow.

He would rather die than be mercilessly tortured by Lu Xingyuan!

Want some chili water to stave off hunger? We've even thoughtfully provided you with some healing medicine!

Tell me, who could stand this?

On the ground where he died, an ancient bronze box gleamed with an eerie light.

"What kind of treasure is this?"

Rambo instinctively reached out to pick it up.

But the moment he saw it clearly, a shrill scream escaped his throat, and as if he had been electrocuted, he abruptly pulled his hand back!

"what!"

The bronze box was inlaid with nine hundred and ninety-nine miniature human face reliefs, each face with its mouth agape in pain.

They weren't dead, but living beings, staring intently at him with wide, empty eyes.

Lambo had never seen anything so eerie before; he was so scared he almost peed his pants!

But Teemo remained calm, as if he were used to it, and reached out to pick up the ancient bronze box.

Rambo blushed, feeling both ashamed and angry, realizing he had embarrassed himself in front of Teemo.

But he had to admit that Teemo, the little soft cat, seemed to have become much bolder than him. Was this the magic of the Train World? It could bring about earth-shattering changes.

He made up his mind. He would work hard under Lu Xingyuan's leadership. If Timo could be transformed, so could he!

【The Thousand-Faced Magic Box】

[Category: Extraordinary Creations]

[Level: 7]

[Description: A cursed artifact. You may place a treasure within it, and the magic box will assess its value, ranking it from highest to lowest as SSS, SS, S, A, B, and C. But remember—the higher the rank, the deeper the curse you bear. It never misses, yet it is never still.]

Before Lu Xingyuan could react, he felt a sharp pain in his palm.

The magic box pierced his palm and swallowed his blood!

The magic box, having swallowed the blood, became even more lifelike. On those pained faces, a rare look of enjoyment appeared, as if they were tasting the most wonderful flavor in the world.

[A treasure has been placed in the magic box; its rank is being assessed...]

Hundreds of faces on the box began to rotate wildly—crying, laughing, angry, sorrowful—flashing past one after another at high speed, so fast that it was impossible to tell which was whose. Finally, all the faces stopped at the same time, freezing on the same face.

It's laughing.

[Judgment complete!]

[Rank... SSS!]

Lu Xingyuan was startled!

The Magic Box will be judged based on the value of the treasures; the higher the value, the higher the level.

And SSS-class is undoubtedly the highest level!

This means that the treasures Sun Wuxing chose to place were absolutely top-tier treasures!

"This must be the gadget he was talking about that allows you to catch up with other trains..."

But what Lu Xingyuan wants to know more about now is how to open this magic box, and what kind of curse it carries.

Why does this feeling always make me so uneasy?

Lu Xingyuan suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and arrived at Sun Wuxing's train, which was already riddled with holes.

He then opted for transfer decomposition.

It's a pity this guy is a poor wretch.

They didn't get any decent resources.

The only thing they could boast about was that bow without strings—the Empty Melody.

Unfortunately, to unleash the full power of this bow, you must master the power of the wind element.

"Forget it, if it really doesn't work, we can just take it and reassemble it."

After sorting through all his spoils, Lu Xingyuan returned to his train.

Teemo took Rumble to the warehouse and tidied up all the scattered items.

"Does such a trivial matter require my intervention?"

Rambo crossed his arms, looking completely unwilling.

"Are you planning to make the boss do this dirty and tiring work?"

Teemo didn't force Rumble to do anything and continued tidying up on his own.

Rambo leaned against the car door, initially appearing lazy and indifferent. However, seeing that Timo, despite being drenched in sweat, hadn't uttered a single complaint, Rambo was deeply moved and joined the packing effort.

Teemo looked at him and smiled.

Rambo turned his head away, somewhat embarrassed and annoyed.

"No! Don't! Overthink it! I just don't want to be seen as a lazybones by someone!"

Lu Xingyuan then went to the control panel and activated the train's automatic repair module.

With a durability rating of 2710, only 1500 points remain.

The two violent impacts were far more destructive than Lu Xingyuan had imagined.

Fortunately, the train incorporated Extreme Iron Obsidian and was further enhanced by the Tranquility Monument; otherwise, it would have truly fallen apart during those two impacts.

[Do you wish to use 317 Train Coins and some materials to repair the train's durability?]

hiss!

Lu Xingyuan felt a sudden pang of pain in his teeth—it actually cost more than three hundred train coins!

He felt he had let that Sun Wuxing off too easily; he should have given him some chili water to fill his stomach!

There's no other way; the train has to be repaired!

This is, after all, the foundation upon which he stands in this world.

I could only spend these three hundred-plus train coins with tears in my eyes.

Not only are train coins deducted, but also materials in the warehouse—you'll have to pay for the materials needed to repair the train yourself.

After completing the repairs on the train, Lu Xingyuan opened his friends list and found Wen Zeda:

"Uncle Da, do you know any secrets about Sun Wuxing?"

He got straight to the point, without beating around the bush.

"50 train tickets."

The other person is also a straightforward person.

"So expensive?!"

"I'm only giving you a discount because of Nanzhi; otherwise, it would be even more expensive!"

"All right."

Lu Xingyuan gritted his teeth and still chose to pay the fifty train coins.

Actually, he wasn't sure if the secret Wen Zeda had randomly overheard was what he wanted, but he had no choice but to take a gamble.

As for the fee... to be honest, he didn't see anything wrong with it. After all, they make a living by selling secrets.

"When he was investigating the cause of his younger brother Sun Wuqi's death, he contacted a train conductor named Qi Haoyu."

Qi Haoyu?

Lu Xingyuan's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that he was the one who told Sun Wuxing that he was the murderer who killed Sun Wuqi?

He opened the chat channel and typed in the name Qi Haoyu.

There are three people with the same first and last name.

Lu Xingyuan quickly ruled out two of them. One was an older man, but only a second-level train conductor, and the other was a fat man wearing glasses who didn't seem very smart and whose rank was also not high.

As for Qi Haoyu, the person he was really looking for, just by looking at his profile picture, he exuded a sense of shrewdness and competence, and his level had reached level four.

No matter how you look at it, Qi Haoyu, the third one, is more suspicious.

The key issue is that this is not either of the two train conductors he encountered in the Mansheng Library—after being enhanced by the mental potion, he had already achieved photographic memory, and he still clearly remembered the appearances of those two train conductors.