Train Survival: One colored hexagon per level!

The next day, Cai Cai had clearly recovered.

She carefully prepared breakfast for everyone: Nanchang mixed rice noodles and clay pot soup.

The rice noodles were glossy and had a wonderful aroma. After mixing the peanuts and dried radish with chopsticks, Timo, who had been drooling for a long time, didn't hold back and ate them in big mouthfuls.

The rice noodles were springy and smooth, the peanuts were crunchy with every bite, and the dried radish made a satisfying crunch. The sour, salty, and spicy flavors all rushed up at once, making his eyes light up.

"tasty!"

Rambo, standing to the side, looked utterly disgusted.

"Nothing tastes bad to you. Also, could you please pay a little attention to your appearance? People who don't know better might think you're a reincarnated starving ghost."

The brown earthenware pots were filled with steaming hot soup, and the flavors were varied.

Cai Cai thoughtfully put a label on each of the earthenware pots.

Lu Xingyuan took a pot of egg and meatball soup, ate it in one gulp, and his eyes lit up a little.

"So fresh!"

Teemo took the tea tree mushroom and pork rib soup:

"This tastes really good too. Boss, do you want to try some?"

"Dad drank mine; mine was mushroom and meatloaf soup."

Rambo looked at the last earthenware pot on the table, its label clearly indicating its contents:

"Century egg...meatloaf soup?"

His face darkened involuntarily:

"What the hell is this culinary monstrosity?"

Century eggs are evil enough in themselves.

To my surprise, they actually used it to make soup!

"Even a dog wouldn't drink this stuff!"

Timo couldn't help but show a look of sympathy.

This time, you really can't blame Rambo for being unreasonable; this soup is indeed a bit eerie.

He was somewhat relieved that he hadn't been the one to draw the prize; otherwise, he might not have been able to drink it even if he had to hold his nose.

Cai Cai sent a message:

"The preserved egg and pork patty soup is very famous; everyone who's tried it says it's delicious. It's their signature dish, a classic. Little Rambo, why don't you give it a try? You never know!"

Although she's Cai Cai, who cooks really well, and although she calls me Little Rambo very gently, but...

Rambo stared at the words "century egg," and finally shook his head in pain:

"No! I can't bring myself to do it!"

"Then let me give it a try, so as not to let Cai Cai's hard work go to waste."

Lu Xingyuan took the pot of preserved egg and meat pie soup. The moment he lifted the lid, a burst of the unique aroma of preserved egg rushed up. Fortunately, the aroma of the meat pie after simmering neutralized the burst, allowing the fragrance to settle down and not float away.

"The taste is alright."

Timo leaned closer and sniffed hard:

"It's really good."

"I'll give it a try first."

Lu Xingyuan took a small sip. Although the soup smelled rich, it tasted surprisingly refreshing.

Especially the preserved egg that has been cooked to a semi-melted state, when you take a sip, the sandy texture is coated with the fresh soup, and the aftertaste is slightly sweet.

As for the meat patty, after simmering, the fat has completely dissolved into the soup, making the meat tender and porous, soaking up the broth from the preserved egg. With one bite, the juices burst forth, and the salty and savory flavor explodes in your mouth.

"It really tastes good."

Lu Xingyuan couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Before drinking it, he also thought it was some kind of weird dish.

But after drinking it, I realized that Cai Cai wasn't lying; it really was her signature drink.

"Daddy, Alice wants to have a bite too."

The little girl beside him opened her mouth slightly, revealing a row of pearly white teeth. Her pink tongue gently pressed against her lower jaw, obediently waiting for Lu Xingyuan to feed her.

Lu Xingyuan scooped a spoonful of soup with preserved egg and meat patty and put it into Alice's mouth.

Alice swallowed hard, her almond-shaped eyes slightly opening, her dark, clear pupils gleaming like black pebbles soaked in water.

"It really tastes good!"

"I want some too! I want some too!"

Teemo, who was standing to the side, couldn't wait any longer.

Lu Xingyuan pushed the earthenware pot over.

Timo picked up the spoon, scooped up a big mouthful, and his eyes widened in surprise:

"Wow! This tastes even better than my tea tree mushroom and pork rib soup!"

The usually composed Lambo started to get restless.

Wait, why is everyone saying this weird food tastes good?

Could it be that I really misjudged him?

Seeing Timo spooning spoonful after spoonful into his mouth, he couldn't sit still any longer:

"Wait! Let me have a taste!"

You won't know until you try it, and once you do, you'll be shocked.

I never expected that something he considered so bad that even a dog wouldn't drink would be so delicious!

Sister Cai Cai didn't lie to him, this really is a good thing!

Oh oh oh!

He's the one who wronged Sister Cai Cai!

Rambo grew angrier the more he thought about it, and poked Teemo's forehead hard with his finger:

"Are you an idiot?! You drank so much of my water!"

Timo said, somewhat aggrieved, "Didn't you say you wouldn't drink it?"

After having breakfast and resting for a while, Lu Xingyuan began to review the emergency plan that had just been updated that day.

Basic plan: Consumes 20 train coins, increases field of vision by 10%.

Advanced option: Consumes 40 train coins, increases field of vision by 20%.

Full Power Plan: Consumes 60 Train Coins, increases vision by 30%.

The fog wasn't too thick today, so the price was lowered.

The chat channel was instantly flooded with praise and eulogy, as if it were a blessing or a mercy.

But who would have thought that on the very first day of the foggy season, the same group of people who had shouted their boycott so loudly and declared with unwavering resolve that they would rather die than be "lambs to the slaughter" have now become sheep vying to be grateful.

Lu Xingyuan watched their comments with great interest. Some familiar IDs had been the loudest critics back then, but now they were the most sincere in their gratitude.

After paying sixty train coins, Lu Xingyuan secured the full-fledged plan.

Anyway, these train coins were a friendly donation from Gu Wanqing, so he didn't feel bad spending them.

9:30.

Train operation notifications will pop up promptly.

[Next stop: Single-person platform - Rusty water tower]

This is a green platform.

Please prepare.

Lu Xingyuan frowned slightly.

Sixty train tickets and you only give me a green platform? That's way too stingy!

Fortunately, fate intervened.

[Next stop: Double Platform - Yongyi Foot Massage Center]

This station is: Blue Platform.

Please prepare.

A platform for two people?

Lu Xingyuan was somewhat surprised.

It's worth noting that the rarity of the double platform is in no way inferior to that of the gold platform.

He had traveled through so many stations, but he had never encountered a station with two people... Wait, something was wrong.

It seems that the little witch Annie's training ground is a two-person platform.

But that wasn't a chance encounter—Gu Wanqing summoned him there using a prop.

As for the name of this platform...

His expression turned strange.

Foot massage parlor?

Is it the kind of place he understands that brings men pleasure?

For some reason, he felt a strange sense of anticipation and, without thinking, shifted the lever at the crossroads of fate, changing the direction the train was heading.

No matter what, a blue platform is better than a green one.

Lu Xingyuan sent the platform name to Gu Wanqing:

"Get this arranged right away."

Unexpectedly, a sharp explosion came directly from Gu Wanqing's end:

"Damn it! I was wondering which lucky person would get to share the stage with me, and it turns out it's you, you bastard!"

Lu Xingyuan: ?