Chapter 93 - Subway Station 13 (XII)

The flames in mid-air fell so slowly that the faint flames from those stations in all directions could not compete with them at all, the deep black background setting off the gesture of each flame burning.

 

Not a single demon dared to stay in the area covered by the flames.

 

The ghosts and monsters caught in the flames were still wailing, struggling and tumbling as if they were returning to one of the most painful moments of their lives.

 

The ghosts and ghouls that were not affected by the fire were also far away in the darkness, the horror of the flames awakening their senses, and now their eyes stared at the figure of Xiao Lan with fear and scorn, none of them daring to go further for a moment.

 

Xiao Lan stood there, an impenetrable rift for them.

 

Finally, the roar of the train is getting closer and closer, and the light from the headlights has shone into the station, announcing to the players that the end of this crisis-ridden game is near.

 

The players were wary of the ghosts and ghouls, and their feet moved slowly in the direction of the train.

 

Once again, the station's announcement blared unfailingly, this time no longer disguising its purpose.

 

"No one ...... can leave ...... to kill ......."

 

With this sound, the entire station's original illusion peeled away at an abrupt rate, the floor began to crack and dark scorch marks spread rapidly like water stains on the surrounding walls.

 

A number of sections of the station collapsed with a crash, and the movement of their fall in turn began to peel off other sections as well.

 

The ghosts received their orders and gathered once more to slowly approach in the direction of the players.

 

But it no longer has the same unrelenting stance as before.

 

"No one is to leave ......," the station's announcement urged once again.

 

As if in response to the broadcast, Xiao Lan raised his hand in a gesture ready to snap his fingers.

 

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The slowly approaching ghosts and goblins moved with a neat sudden halt, much more neatly than when they heard the station's command, as if they had undergone rigorous training.

 

If the station radio had a physical presence, it would probably be spewing blood from its mouth by now.

 

Shit! Who the hell are you Brother Xiao!

 

Bunch of douchebags!!!

 

By this time the train had also arrived.

 

The doors slowly open and the carriage is lit with an alluring appeal.

 

Players rushed towards the train as fast as they could.

 

They all understood that if they missed this train, it was not possible to say whether this platform would last until the next one arrived, not to mention that there were so many ghosts and ghouls that it was too hard to fight these things.

 

The radio was enraged by such a spectacle and its tone sharpened, "Kill-"

 

As if they had been given an ultimatum, the ghosts and ghouls dared not hesitate this time and resumed their lunge towards the players.

 

Once again the players were faced with the grim faces and sharp claws of the ghosts and monsters and they charged forward with all their might, if they got on the bus they would live!!!

 

However, these ghosts were extremely fast and in just a few seconds had closed in behind them, while the train was still a few metres away.

 

A puffy hand grabbed a player's shoulder, sending a chill down his spine.

 

"Pop-"

 

At the snap of Xiao Lan's fingers, a blazing line of fire grazed the heels of the players, and then a wall made entirely of flames sprang up from the ground. A wall made entirely of flames suddenly rose from the ground, shutting out the ghosts and ghouls that were close at hand.

 

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The puffy arm was instantly burnt by the flames as well, sending up greenish-grey smoke.

 

A few ghosts that rushed too fast to retreat, they crashed directly into the wall of fire, and were also covered in smoke, with a harsh wail coming out of their mouths.

 

The wall of fire was still spreading, enveloping the entire side close to the train.

 

By now, the platform and the train were completely separated from each other, and not a single ghost or spirit dared to break through the wall.

 

Players took the opportunity to pick up their pace and leap onto the train.

 

Xiao Lan stepped through the door, looked back at the dense crowd of ghosts and goblins on the platform and waved at them, "Thank you all, no need to see them off, this is it."

 

Ghosts and Goblins: "......"

 

Kam! Who's giving you away! If you hadn't stopped us we would have rushed up there!

 

"Tick-tock-tock-tock-tock" The doors of the train are about to close.

 

A hysterical scream came over the radio with such intense anger and resignation that it stung the eardrums.

 

A violent wind blew past, towards the door of the car, while a twisted, angry face appeared on the wall made of flames, defying the burning pain and was trying to break through the flames.

 

He opened his mouth wide towards Xiao Lan, as if he wanted to tear a piece of flesh from his body.

 

The players only saw two white shadows come out abruptly through the gap in the car door and hit this face hard. Then the look on this face became dismayed and collapsed violently as if it had been attacked by something incredible.

 

Only Xiao Lan saw that this white shadow hid a bit of blackness, and that it was Luo who had attached his power to the white ticket and thrown it.

 

Having been exposed to Luo's devouring energy, this unidentified fellow must not have taken it too well.

 

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Luo slowly withdrew his hand, his voice low enough for only himself to hear, "Please don't show such disrespect in front of Sir."

 

The players looked at him in amazement, they could hit this effect even with a ticket, did this one turn out to be that good too?

 

I wonder if there are still Brother Xiao places available under the two greats?

 

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The doors closed completely and the train slowly pulled out of the platform, heading towards the darkness, leaving the ghosts and ghouls on the platform with resigned and angry eyes.

 

The players finally breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back against the car to begin taking a short break.

 

Xiao Lan looks at the players in the car, there are ten of them in total, besides the three of them there are men in leather jackets, women in red tights with whips, women carrying large knives, a trio of Team Xiao, and a muscular stubble-headed femme fatale in heavy make-up.

 

Xiao Lan's expression was calm in the face of the last woman in costume. He had seen many strange people in his years of working life, and after entering the Advent world there were even more strange people everywhere, making one's heart stronger and stronger.

 

Then he noticed that a number of people had now appeared in what had been an empty carriage.

 

Perhaps it would be more appropriate to say ghost.

 

These ghosts all appeared out of thin air, sitting motionless in their seats like a carload of frozen wax figures.

 

He also spotted the old man he had seen earlier, the one who had tried to trick him into taking his ticket out of the station, but this guy was good enough to trick someone else into leaving the station, while he ran off to sit comfortably on the train.

 

An old cunt bleep.

 

Xiao Lan guesses that not all of these NPCs want to stay on the platform, some of them might want to leave but can't for some reason, like the owner of the brooch or this old man, and finding players to replace them would be one of the ways to leave.

 

No one spoke at this point, only the rumble of the train took over the space.

 

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"Knock-knock-knock..."

 

Thick, hard-soled leather boots stomped at an unhurried pace towards this side, and the player looked up in the direction of the sound coming from.

 

The tall figure in black with a ghastly white face walked slowly from the carriage in front of him, as if he had appeared out of nowhere, and just came abruptly into view of the players.

 

The players felt a huge pressure from him, this man was definitely not a simple character.

 

The ride's cold eyes swept around the players on the scene, his voice hoarse and broken, "You made the right choice."

 

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Then, not caring any more about the others, he went straight to Xiao Lan and held out his hand.

 

The players were confused, what was this, a handshake to show goodwill before the two bigwigs met and talked?

 

Xiao Lan, on the other hand, understood what he meant and fished out of his pocket the brooch he had obtained from the woman in the control room earlier.

 

Just as the police officer took the brooch, a little look of tenderness appeared on his cold face as he gently reached out and caressed it with a force more careful than that of stroking a precious treasure.

 

In response to his movements, bits of luminous light slowly flew from the brooch, forming a figure at his side - fair-skinned and slender, with delicate features and silky hair.

 

It was the lover he had missed for a long time.

 

The woman flashed a soft smile at the steward and gently reached out to smooth the crease between his brows.

 

"Plot Quest [Passing Thoughts] completed, get reward [Random Rare Item Gift Box]*1"

 

Xiao Lan was about to study what the [Random Rare Item Gift Box] was when he felt a sharp jolt in the body, followed by the train slowing down and gradually coming to a halt as if it was overwhelmed.

 

As he looked out of the car, he saw that dense hands were picking at the windows, and these ghosts were dragging the whole carriage backwards with an irresistible force.

 

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The station was back in his line of sight.

 

"Crikey ......"

 

"This is cheating right! God damn physics ghosting ......"

 

"To fight or not to fight?"

 

The players who saw this could not help but feel a surge of despair within them.

 

An unsuspecting ghostly face was pressed against the glass of the car window, a malicious and mocking gaze scanning the carriage for people and ghosts.

 

He gestured with his mouth: don't - try - to - leave -

 

At that moment, the woman who had just been reunited with her lover turned towards the window to the uncomprehending eyes of the players, and she raised her slender, beautiful hand and delivered a resounding slap to the ghostly face outside.

 

"Pop-"

 

Her soft-looking slap passed through the barrier of the train and flung itself directly into the face of the ghost outside, sending it flying backwards with a deformed face.

 

"Hiss ...... Sister Xiao is so good ......" Di Yifugui let out a gasp.

 

It's a thrilling feeling to think you're in front of a princess who needs to be rescued, only to have her stand up and give you a big sword dance.

 

Immediately afterwards, more ghostly figures appeared at the windows, each one hideously twisted and unsuspecting.

 

At that moment, the police officer finally moved, and he gathered his lover behind him to prevent her from being ugly to these guys.

 

Then he reached out his hand, which was as white as his face, and gently knocked three times on the window of the train.

 

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It was a seemingly uneventful gesture, but as he did so, a shock that could not be seen by the naked eye spread out. The ghosts pulling on the train screamed and tried to escape, but the reality was cruel and they were reduced to ashes as if they were being torn and burned.

 

The force of the pulling train disappears instantly.

 

With no more resistance, the train accelerated slowly once more and moved forward.

 

The players on the bus had just breathed a sigh of relief when they were surprised to find that the three men who had been with them, Team Xiao, had disappeared!

 

Xiao Lan had a premonition and turned his head towards the station, where he saw the familiar figures of three people among the dancing ghosts and ghouls.

 

"True enough ......" he said softly.

 

"Why did they go back, Brother Xiao?" Di Yifugui also noticed the trio and was a little puzzled.

 

Xiao Lan: "Did you notice them when they were surrounded by ghosts and goblins earlier? There were particularly few ghosts around them and at the time I guessed that they most likely didn't have tickets on them."

 

"It's so tragic ......" Di Yifugui couldn't help but feel some sympathy, to be one step closer to escaping only to find out that you don't qualify is simply too tragic.

 

Xiao Lan looked at the decaying station and wondered if the three men would make it until the next train arrived and found their tickets.

 

But will there really be a next train?

 

After all, the train's key player, the steward, had already struck after reuniting with his lover, and it was unlikely that the train would fall back into the cycle this time.

 

After hearing Xiao Lan's words, the players couldn't help but pull out their tickets, clutching them in their hands as if they were their own lives.

 

The man in the jacket, however, suddenly blanched as he realised - only his ticket was white.

 

And all the other tickets on the train are black.

 

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In his unease and apprehension, he noticed that the tall, black-clad passenger policeman was also looking at him. Then the white ticket in his hand turned to ashes, and the next moment he saw his own hand start to turn to ashes as well, and he was disappearing little by little.

 

The jacketed man turned to the steward in horror and said, "I ...... I have a ticket ...... you can't ......"

 

The indifferent police officer did not give him any reaction and left on his own.

 

The jacketed man struggled, using almost all of his skills and props without being able to do anything to stop it, such was the cost of the failed pass that he was being greyed out in full view of everyone.

 

Finally the jacketed man gritted his teeth and took an orb out of his pocket.

 

With a final reluctant look at the rare prop, he inspired it and shouted, "Out of this game! I'll be damned if I'm going to descend into the world-"

 

Along with his words, his figure disappeared straight away, seemingly using a life-preserving prop at the bottom of the box.

 

After he disappeared, the curses for the Advent world still lingered, leaving the rest of the players with a deep sense of how they didn't want to beat this diseased Advent world to death.

 

The train moved on again and although the danger seemed to be far away, the players couldn't quite put their minds at ease until they actually heard the clearance message.

 

They glanced in Xiao Lan's direction and couldn't resist trying to build a little friendship with the superb looking big man.

 

At the moment Xiao Lan is standing to one side, next to a graceful looking but actually unpleasant Luo.

 

The players pondered for a while and decided that the goofy looking greenhorn seemed better approached, so they quietly approached Di Yifugui.

 

"Ah sister, are you close to the two big guys over there?" The muscular female big man took the initiative to get close.

 

Di Yifugui was enthused: "Oh, let me tell you, that's Brother Xiao! The story of Brother Xiao begins with a good sister of mine. I think she was poor, weak and helpless when she was caught by the Advent World and met a sinister and dirty villain ......"

 

Along with her narrative, several other players who had been secretly eavesdropping could not help but lean over.

 

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" Brother Xiao's distant back was firm, strong and guiding her future ......"

 

"Just see Brother Xiao coming from afar, bathed in the glow of hope ......"

 

" Brother Xiao With one swing of his fist, all the blocks in the world will collapse before him ...... "

 

The whole scene resembles the preaching scene of an underground cult.

 

Xiao Lan: "......"

 

As he listened to Di Yifugui's mouth almost turn into the story of Brother Xiao, he regretted not stopping Di Yifugui in time, and by now he was almost broken inside.

 

Who am I?

 

Where am I?

 

Who are they talking about?

 

Damn, what a shame ......

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