Players Please Get In the Car

However, within an hour after the window was closed, several more players began to experience symptoms such as nightmares and visions. Some were woken up in time, but two people were killed on the spot because of conflicts with other players.

 In this atmosphere, anxiety begins to become contagious.

“Is this also an alien species?” Gao Ponytail asked: “Didn’t it say that alien species should attack the marked people first?”

This was said by Xu Huo, so many people looked back subconsciously. Unfortunately, the doors of carriages 10 and 11 were closed, so they could not see what was going on behind them.

“Why are the two carriages at the back so quiet? Are there no dead people?” someone asked.

So the people in the car in front turned around one after another. The people in the ninth car opened the door first. After counting the number of people, they found that there were many people, which was a bit disappointing.

"What's your expression?" The yellow-haired man said with a bad expression, "You seem to be disappointed that we're fine."

"Did nothing happen to you?" Several people in the car in front have already had problems, basically in every car. Isn't it too abnormal in the tenth car?

"There has been no conflict for the time being." The red hood told the truth. Because they were all "marked" people, no one dared to sleep, and naturally there were no nightmares.

“Where’s the back?” A player walked over and opened the door of Car 11. The atmosphere here was better than the car in front. The female fortune teller was cooking with her own cooking utensils and food.

Although Xu Huo was leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed, the rise and fall of his chest showed that he was also alive.

"Are you really not affected at all?" Gao Ponytail asked again without giving up, "Wouldn't we all be unable to sleep if this continues?"

 The spirit is not so tense when resting, and it is not surprising that they are easily affected. It is okay to not rest for two or three days, but how long will they stay on the track?

“If you can’t help it, just find a place to sleep alone for a while.” The female fortune teller said, “As long as you don’t offend other people.”

Those affected were killed by people on the same train.

There is one person on this train now, and no one can show a good face. Who dares to find a place to rest alone in this situation? Even if they are not afraid of alien species, there are still so many players on the train. Who knows if they will? Will you have a brain convulsion?

"Based on my past experience," Xu Huo spoke at this time, "In such a situation, the richer the imagination, the more disadvantageous it is. For everyone's safety, I suggest that everyone use their brains less and find something else to do. .”

As he spoke, he skillfully wiped away the nosebleeds and put the wet handkerchief into the luggage compartment.

“Are we just going to sit there and wait for death?” The veterinarian couldn’t help it. “The longer the time goes, the worse it will be for us.”

"How about spraying some medicine to repel the alien species?" The female fortune teller answered, "Maybe it can scare away the alien species."

This sounds ridiculous, but it is better than nothing, so some players opened the window and threw potions out.

At this point, no matter how anxious it was, it was of no use. In order to avoid being broken one by one in the silence, everyone began to find things to entertain themselves, playing cards or doing some crafts.

 “Are you eating?” The female fortune teller was very interested in making friends with Xu Huo, so she asked him first after the meal was ready.

 Xu Huo thanked her and accepted her kindness.

 After eating, he rested, and the female fortune teller guarded the door. She took out her gambling props and kept throwing the dice.

 This situation continued until another eight o'clock came.

Eight o'clock in the evening is expected to be the time to turn off the lights, but because the track is always immersed in darkness and the train cannot turn on the lights, there is no difference, but players are more sensitive to the eight o'clock time. All kinds of entertainment activities also stopped, and everyone began to sit still.

When the female fortune teller came out to use the restroom, the man with a tie who had been observing Car 11 suddenly stood up and stared at Xu Huo.

 “What’s wrong?” asked the red turban.

The man in the tie was very hesitant, "I don't know if I was dazzled, but I saw a figure behind him."

 The people in the tenth carriage looked back. Xu Huo still maintained his original posture and did not move. There was no sign of anyone.

"Are you hallucinating?" The player blocking the window frowned, "Did you see an imaginary enemy?"

 The man in the tie had a hard time explaining what was going on. He consciously distanced himself from everyone and locked himself in a private room.

But half a minute later, the female fortune teller also saw the shadow behind Xu Huo when she came out. She was horrified and the props in her hand flew out. At the same time, she reminded Xu Huo: "Brother, there is someone behind you!"

The black shadow turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared under the attack of the props. Following the female fortune teller, the red scarf and others also entered the eleventh carriage, surrounding Xu Huo while guarding the front and rear carriages.

　　The Eighty-nine carriage heard the noise and rushed over, but was blocked by a few bearded people.

 “What’s going on?” The man in a white suit who had become the representative of the first few carriages came over.

I saw a figure behind Xu Huo that was not a person. The first time only the man in the tie saw it, but the second time at least half of the people in the ten carriages saw it. They couldn't be hallucinating collectively, right?

"Don't be nervous, this is my personal problem and has nothing to do with alien species." Xu Huo opened his eyes tiredly, and in order to avoid more trouble, he took the initiative to explain: "I have just started my spiritual evolution, and I am not yet able to perfectly control my mental power. "

Everyone was speechless for a moment, but the man in the tie said: "I have never heard that the spiritual core of a super evolved person is a person."

 Xu Huo looked cold, "You don't need to embarrass yourself if you know that you are ignorant."

The man in the tie was a little annoyed and said in a sinister tone: "No wonder I hide alone in carriage 11. I'm afraid that others will see me. You have a villain's heart."

Xu Huo then raised his eyes and looked at everyone, "This is only good for you and has no harm."

With just a quick glance, the players present felt an invisible pressure. At this time, no one was stupid enough to think that he had really just started his spiritual evolution. After confirming that nothing happened, he exited Car 11.

“Having a spiritual super evolver is a good thing for us.” After closing the door, the red turban said to the players in the same carriage.

"It's probably because we have reached a certain critical stage of evolution that we have so many symptoms." The yellow-haired man glanced back again, "It would be difficult to deal with it if it got out of control."

The red turban was silent and looked up, only to see pairs of eyes outside and behind the door staring in this direction, all the way to the third carriage in front. The first carriage was empty.

The players gathered backwards in unison, which naturally attracted the attention of Car No. 1. The female fortune teller shook her head: "Who could have expected this?"

Xu Huo also saw the people hiding in the darkness and closed the curtain on the front door with a movement of his fingers. (End of chapter)