Great, we're doomed now!

The woman admiring the view by the window possessed a mysterious aura, like a character from a detective novel, a strong woman single-handedly supporting her company, or even, perhaps more accurately, like a widow.

She herself may not realize it, but she exudes an aura that inspires a desire to conquer. Wherever she goes, she attracts the attention of the opposite sex. Even now, when she is just sitting in a chair doing nothing, she looks as gloomy as if she has just experienced some kind of blow, making people unable to resist wanting to explore her past.

Da...da...

The woman tapped her fingertips lightly on the table, her brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of melancholy flickered in her eyes, as if she were pondering something.

"Mom, look at that person... isn't that Hellfire from the Hero Association?"

The little girl sitting next to her tugged at her mother's sleeve, her voice low, but her eyes were full of admiration.

She secretly glanced at Fubuki, her small hand tightly clutching a Hero Association brochure with Fubuki's image printed on it. However, Fubuki was ranked second, while the first place was Sweet Mask, ranked first among A-class heroes.

Fubuki turned her head at the sound, a faint smile appearing on her slightly melancholy face as she nodded gently to the little girl. But when she saw the cover, the tenderness in her eyes diminished by a third.

'Second place again...'

This is just a publicity stunt by the association to increase its recognition. The heroes featured on the cover are those with a good public image who are easy to win the favor of the public, and it has nothing to do with their actual ranking, achievements, or strength.

As a hero, one shouldn't care about such things, but even in this kind of promotional event, the fact that she couldn't be the most dazzling one made Fubuki feel a little disappointed.

She wasn't particularly interested in fame and fortune, but she seemed to have encountered too many setbacks in life, which led her to develop inner demons...

Wow~ It's really me!

"Nami, don't disturb them."

The little girl's eyes lit up instantly, and she was so excited that she almost cried out. Her mother quickly covered her mouth, and the little girl had no choice but to give Fubuki a thumbs-up.

"Hehe~" Fubuki finally smiled gently.

Just then, a loud crash came from the back of the train, and a thermos cup on the small table in front of the little girl flew towards her face. The mother and daughter opened their eyes wide—

hum~

The thermos flask hovered in mid-air, motionless. Nami blinked, and her mother quickly pressed her little head down. Then, realizing that nothing was wrong, she looked at Fubuki in surprise.

"It's alright." Fubuki stood up, first reassuring the mother and daughter with a smile, then standing in the aisle looking at the carriage behind—a perfect response.

This is exactly what the Hero Association admires most, and Fubuki has done an excellent job, as evidenced by the mother and daughter with their starry eyes.

But what exactly happened next?

"what!"

Bang-!

The sound of shattering glass and screams rose and fell, growing louder and louder. The carriage where Fubuki was located, which had been calm, instantly descended into chaos. Passengers in several carriages behind rushed forward like madmen, pushing and shoving through the aisle, their faces filled with terror.

"Make way! Make way quickly! There's a monster behind us!"

"Help!"

In the chaos, people fell to the ground, and cries and screams mingled together, creating a scene of utter disarray.

Hellish Blizzard wanted to get to the back but was troubled by the blocked path. A fierce glint flashed in her eyes, and a faint blue light appeared around her. Her super-powerful telekinetic energy was instantly unleashed. The flowing energy was like invisible hands, firmly holding down the few people at the front who were emotionally agitated and pushing around, making them unable to move.

"Calm down, everyone!"

Her voice was clear, cold, and powerful, with a touch of intimidation. Although she wasn't a professional psychic, it instantly overwhelmed the noisy and chaotic crowd.

"Children should go to the front of the carriage first, and the elderly should follow behind. Don't push!"

You are all strong and healthy, yet you're blocking the escape routes at a time like this. Don't you feel ashamed?!

The men and women held down by telekinesis were unable to move, and the others were also intimidated by the power, so the chaos gradually subsided. Everyone followed Fubuki's instructions and retreated in an orderly manner, with those who fell being gently helped up by telekinesis.

Fubuki is decisive and does not give preferential treatment to women because of her gender. In fact, when chaos ensues, many women are the first to break down, thus igniting a chain reaction of chaos and making the crowd as disorderly as wildebeest attacked by predators—after all, humans are also social animals.

To stop the spread of fear, these "loopholes" had to be plugged first, so she unceremoniously gagged several screaming women.

It was thanks to her decisive action that the train carriage, which could have easily led to a stampede, was restored to order in a short period of time.

If Ye Shou or Ze Jing saw this scene, they would probably start thinking about how to recruit her into TPC's rescue team. You can never have too many people like her who can keep things under control.

"Lord Fubuki of Hell, there's a strange person in the back... in the back carriage!"

A middle-aged man spoke breathlessly, his face still showing signs of shock.

"Hell" is Fubuki's nickname, which is quite incongruous with her image. The reason she is called that is because her powerful telekinesis can create a scene that terrifies enemies and resembles hell.

"Those weirdos had fair skin and were all muscle. They wrecked the train car in no time and injured several people!"

Is he a weirdo? I initially thought he was a terrorist... This is troublesome.

Compared to ordinary criminals, these weirdos generally possess strength exceeding that of a "wolf," and if they act in groups, they would be quite difficult to deal with in a fragile environment like a train.

Fubuki nodded, her eyes sharpening: "You all stay in the front carriage, lock the doors and don't wander off. Leave the rest to me."

"Lady Fubuki, be careful!" The little girl Nami poked her head out and called out with a worried expression.

Fubuki turned around, a confident smile playing on her lips, her tone tinged with arrogance: "Don't worry, I'm the number one ranked hero in Rank B!"

After saying that, she turned and walked towards the chaotic carriage behind her, her psychic powers becoming increasingly concentrated.

But just as she reached the connecting area between the carriages, a figure suddenly flew from behind and crashed straight into her.

Is he a weirdo?

Fubuki's eyes narrowed, and her telekinetic powers instantly formed an invisible barrier, firmly repelling the figure.

A muffled thud!

A figure crashed heavily into the seats next to it, instantly deforming and denting a row of seats.

The man struggled to his feet but collapsed again. When Fubuki saw his face clearly, she was taken aback.

That was the Hero Association's A-class hero "Magician," a popular hero who appeared in public as a magician and defeated enemies with elegant and interesting methods, and was loved by children and girls... But at this moment, he was covered in wounds, blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he looked like he was on the verge of death.

"Could it be my fault?" Fubuki panicked for a moment.

"You...you are Hellfire?"

Be careful... those weirdos... they're very strong..."

The A-level hero struggled to speak, but before he could finish, everything went black and he fainted.

This isn't something you can do with a telekinetic blast!

Fubuki was shocked. To be able to defeat Magician's Hand like this, these monsters' strength far exceeded her expectations. They were probably at least Tiger-level!

She took a deep breath, pushed open the connecting door, and saw that the interior of the rear compartment had been completely wrecked, with various metal and plastic fragments scattered all over the floor, and even the frame was twisted and barely hanging on.

Three strange figures, pale-skinned, muscular, with no facial features except for question marks and exclamation marks on their heads, and limp tentacles hanging from the back of their heads, resembling some kind of parody alien characters, stood in the middle of the carriage.

These guys had exaggeratedly large muscles, making the carriage feel extremely cramped. Although they had no facial features, they all turned their heads at the same time, instantly sending a chill down Fubuki's spine.

They are very strong!

"Humans?"

A muffled voice emanated from the strange man's body: "A hero...? Ridiculous!"

"babble!!!!"

The white monster at the front let out a sharp cry, its muscular body lunging at Fubuki like a cannonball, faster than expected, making Fubuki's eyes narrow.

"So fast!"

The woman's body surged with blue light, and her telekinetic power instantly transformed into invisible shackles, tightly binding the monster's limbs.

"Go back!"

She gave a low shout and suddenly exerted force with her arm, sending the bound monster flying like a heavy object, crashing straight into her two companions behind her.

With a muffled thud, the three strange men collided, staggering back several steps before crashing into the deformed carriage wall, producing a piercing metallic scraping sound.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Fubuki slid back several meters, creating a safe distance. Her gaze swept over the scattered seats around her, and her telekinetic powers erupted once more. Four or five metal seats were simultaneously pulled into the air, suspended like cannonballs ready to be fired, blue light compressing—

Try this!

With her gesture, the chairs slammed into the monster with a whooshing sound.

The first chair hit the monster squarely in the chest with a loud "thud," followed closely by the second one... forcing them to retreat repeatedly, leaving them no time to retaliate.

The continuous impacts sent debris flying through the carriage, forcing the three strange men to dodge and making it difficult for them to get close to Fubuki for a while.

Fubuki's eyes were sharp. She knew that although she seemed to have the upper hand, she would be defeated once someone got close. Today, she had no teammates by her side, so the margin for error was very low, and she had to be careful.

So she didn't have any radical ideas, but continued to manipulate the seat, "recycled" the previous shots, and launched a series of fierce attacks, trying to completely neutralize them.

After fighting for a while, the strange creatures finally stopped, lying motionless on the ground, seemingly without any movement. The chairs were piled up like a small mountain on top of them.

Fubuki took a breath and loosened her clenched fist slightly—although these monsters were thick-skinned, the continuous heavy blows should have had an effect.

Just as she was about to unleash her ultimate move for the final blow, the strange man lying at the front suddenly raised his head, and a dangerous red light flashed on his face, which had no features.

It suddenly raised its hand and slammed its fist into the seat in front of it, instantly shattering the metal and wooden planks into pieces, and a small mountain collapsed.

Immediately afterwards, the other two strange figures slowly stood up, their muscles tense, their wounds rapidly healing. They moved forward step by step, their steps steady and powerful, each step carrying an extremely strong sense of oppression.

Fubuki was startled and immediately manipulated the metal fragments and backpacks around her, hurling them at the monster like a rainstorm.

This time, however, the monster stopped dodging. As if it had become accustomed to the impact, each punch accurately struck the incoming debris, sending them flying. No matter what material the "projectiles" were made of, they were smashed to pieces by its punches, unable to even touch its body.

“How is this possible…” Fubuki frowned, and as the strange man got closer and closer, a sudden thought flashed through her mind, and her gaze fell on the alloy frame on the top of the carriage.

It's now!

Fubuki suddenly raised her arms, concentrating her telekinesis on the top of her head. With a "crack," several thick alloy frames were forcibly removed, and the sunroof of the carriage opened up while it was traveling at high speed, letting in a large amount of sunlight.

call out!call out!call out!

Under her control, the tips of several spears were aimed at the monster's limbs and torso. Just as the enemies were about to pounce, the alloy frame suddenly shot out and precisely pierced the gaps between them.

Some held down the monsters' knees, others pinned their arms, instantly immobilizing the three monsters. Their muscles bulged as they tried to break free, but Fubuki wouldn't let this moment pass.

Without the slightest hesitation, she unleashed her full telekinetic power, controlling the restrained monster, and yanked it violently toward the opening on the side of the carriage.

Boom!

The three strange men were forcibly dragged out of the carriage and, bound by an invisible psychic whip, clung tightly to the carriage's exterior.

Stab it!

The train was traveling at high speed, and the roar of the wheels rolling over the rails was extremely loud. The three strange men were struggling to get up when they were swept up by the strong wind and crushed by the wheels that followed!

There were no screams, only muffled sounds of bones shattering and muscles tearing apart. The three white monsters instantly fell completely still.