Chapter 82 - Subway Station No. 13

Xiao Lan decided not to stay in the real world tonight because of a suspected attack by a player.

 

Luo was a little happy about this, his time had come to make the most of it: "Sir, do you need a new home for you? We can buy an island overseas and build a heavily guarded private residence on it, securely and exactly to your liking."

 

Xiao Lan looks at Luo with a smile on his face and sees the golden glow of his wealth.

 

So, what the hell has this guy done?

 

It was as if, without his knowledge, Luo's fortune had multiplied countless times, reaching a level where he could say something like buying a private island without changing his face.

 

"Let's wait, I always feel that the person who has been testing me is about to reveal his intentions." Xiao Lan thought about it and gave up on the move for the time being.

 

He felt that he had really drifted and was actually thinking about buying an island, when a few months ago he was a poor, poor man who could only rent a bed.

 

Life, it's simply amazing.

 

"All right." Luo looked regretful, seemingly distressed over the money he couldn't spend.

 

Is it that the gentleman doesn't like the overseas islands? Maybe consider the domestic ones next time you propose? I don't know if you prefer the south, where there is plenty of produce, or the north, where you can enjoy the snowy scenery... or buy more ......

 

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Once back at the player's quarters, Xiao Lan continued his training in combat and skills.

 

In addition to basic fighting, he has chosen to practice fighting specifically paired with skills, lest he realise at the critical moment that the imagined ability doesn't fit, and that would be the end of it.

 

This time the opponent was a man wielding a large sword, who was not only good at swordplay but also at spell attacks, often sending Xiao Lan tumbling to the ground.

 

For the rest of her life, Xiao Lan also continued to live a life torn between being knocked down and being whacked.

 

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The only happy thing is that Luo's massages have improved considerably and he is now a professional masseur. As a result, Xiao Lan has recently fallen asleep during a massage and woken up on Luo's lap, which has happened several times, making him feel embarrassed.

 

Luo just smiled and said, "I'm fine so as not to disturb your rest."

 

But the look deep in his eyes told that he was doing it on purpose.

 

Of course, the gentleman was so cute when he was asleep, so he had to look at him more often. But he would never say anything about this secret little thought, as Xiao Lan sees the man as gentle and elegant as ever.

 

Finally, the day of entry into the game has arrived.

 

All sound around them faded and pure darkness came again.

 

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Just as the darkness faded, the system prompt loomed up.

 

"Ding dong--"

 

"Come over to ...... this way ......"

 

It sounded like the voices of many people, men, women and children, and the voices mingled together to form an odd tune.

 

Xiao Lan: "Does it mean that ......'s boss this time has many people? Or is he the type that has many human bodies spliced together? Or maybe he has a lot of heads or a lot of mouths ......"

 

Luo ponders for a moment, black shadows appearing from his fingertips, and he raises his hand in a graceful gesture and draws an abstract painting - full of character - in the air.

 

This time it's not even possible to tell the head from the feet, it's completely impossible to tell what the thing is.

 

Xiao Lan: "......"

 

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It seems that the children's drawing tutorials may not have had much positive impact on his pursuit of his own artistic style. Sister Yue Yue, Sister Butterfly and Sister Du Du ...... are really ashamed of your teachings.

 

Xiao Lan shakes his head to get this horrible image out of his head.

 

It's better to face reality.

 

All you can tell from the hints is that the player needs to leave in one direction, and as for more information, the stingy Advent world never bothered to tell you.

 

Xiao Lan begins to take stock of his surroundings.

 

It is an old carriage, looking in the style of the 1980s and 1990s, with signs of staining and peeling paint everywhere, as well as many signs of repair. The light inside the carriage is old incandescent, not as bright as the later lights, but it does illuminate everything inside the carriage clearly.

 

The train is rumbling along and outside the window is pitch black with only the occasional faint flicker of light that looks like it should be travelling underground.

 

Xiao Lan and Luo are sitting side by side, no one around them, not even the usual players, and the only movement around is the rumble of the train, silent and monotonous.

 

The two men stood up and checked the seats around them.

 

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It was empty, nothing was there. Whether it was signs of passenger activity or any hidden lost objects, the place looked like an old model that would never have been put into use.

 

Xiao Lan thought it was a bit unbelievable, what was the game?

 

Luo: "Sir, look at this."

 

Xiao Lan followed Luo's direction and saw a road map posted near the door, which also looked dated and had begun to fade, with many of the place names blurred.

 

It can only be judged that the train did not travel very far, only in an area of the city, and it appears to be an underground.

 

Usually the underground is only a few minutes between each stop for the convenience of the public. However, from the time Xiao Lan woke up to the time the two men were looking for clues just now, the time had definitely exceeded a few minutes and the train had been moving without stopping once.

 

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Xiao Lan waited a little longer, but the train still did not arrive.

 

It's as if it's just a train that goes round and round forever, with no end in sight.

 

Xiao Lan changed direction and headed in the direction of the train, wanting to see how the train was moving, what the caboose was like, and to see what the other carriages were like.

 

The carriages were as empty as the one Xiao Lan was in.

 

Finally, the first carriage is reached and the cab is in front of it.

 

The driver's door was gone and was falling pitifully to the ground next to it like a scrap of cardboard, looking like it had been violently treated.

 

Xiao Lan inspected the door on the floor, the iron door panel had been violently ripped straight off and there were deep finger marks on it, which looked like the work of a player.

 

The player who got into the cockpit first should not be a bad fighter and was on the same physically enhanced route as Xiao Lan.

 

At this point there was a constant "popping" of the switch inside the cab, with the occasional tap on the iron plate.

 

Xiao Lan and Luo step into the cab.

 

The first thing that caught my eye was a fluorescent green head with a very smart haircut, that appeared to be a man sitting in the driver's seat, the man was constantly tinkering with the old console in his hands and occasionally scratching his head and muttering, "This won't work ...... this won't work either ......"

 

This player is physically powerful but doesn't look as if he is very intelligent and has a few unsettlingly unreliable moments.

 

"Hello ......" Xiao Lan spoke up to get the other person's attention, "My name is Xiao Lan, did you open the cab first?"

 

"Yeah, I just wanted to try and see if this would stop, and it seems to be completely unresponsive ......" Greenhorn smart turned around as he spoke. This was surprisingly also a female player, wearing a leather jacket and trousers, looking what should be very young, but the makeup on her face was so thick and her make-up work had a few Luo touches, making it a bit hard to tell what she looked like.

 

When her eyes shifted to Xiao Lan's face, her eyes lit up as if she suddenly realized, " Xiao Lan ...... Brother Xiao! You are Brother Xiao, aren't you!"

 

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The name Brother Xiao reminds Xiao Lan of Zhao Xiaohe, whom he met at the novice yard.

 

But ......

 

Xiao Lan looked at the excited green-haired smart girl in front of her, and even if she was a girl, it had only been a few months.

 

He asked hesitantly, "You are?"

 

The green-haired smart jumped twice in excitement: " Brother Xiao 你好 你好! I am Zhao Xiaohe's friend, my name is Di Yifugui, Brother Xiao you are Xiao He's benefactor, just call me FuGui."

 

Xiao Lan: " FuGui, hello."

 

Young lady, your name is very personal and inspiring.

 

He had previously tried to enquire about Zhao Xiaohe's recent past, but the large number of junior players and the fact that they were scattered across seventeen player quarters made it impossible to find them.

 

Xiao Lan asked, "How is Zhao Xiaohe doing?"

 

Di Yifugui said, "She's had quite a few games now and has a skill, so she shouldn't be too far away from moving up to mid-level player."

 

Xiao Lan thinks of the strong Aunt Xiao, who seems to be doing well and making friends.

 

Di Yifugui looked a bit exuberant: "Oh my God, Xiao He talks about you all the time, she says you're amazing, you can help her get through with just a few words, and she advises her not to trust others and to work hard, you're just super amazing anyway!"

 

"I'm not that good." Xiao Lan laughed. Xiao Lan laughed, "I didn't help Zhao Xiaohe much either, she survived on her own."

 

"Eh~ Xiao He all of it was told to me then, I remembered all of your quotes." Di Yifugui, with a don't-you-be-modest look on his face, improvised a recitation, "I'm not sure about the pass, and I can't afford another human life, nor am I interested in using you to test the death conditions."

 

"Even if someone helps you this time, what about the next time? Will you meet another Lin Yan? My advice is - take your own life into your own hands."

 

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"And this one: 'Twenty minutes to go, you still have a chance to find a clue. If it doesn't work when it's almost time, then take a gamble.'"

 

Xiao Lan: "......"

 

What is it about listening to someone recite their own quotes and feeling so ashamed ......

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