The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 58 Luxury Sightseeing Train (9)

Lei Qingya swung his knife and cut off both arms, and the curse he wanted to say was suddenly cut off.

More rotten arms were emerging from the walls of the carriage, swarming in like maggots smelling fishy food, trying to get a piece of the pie.

"Don't worry about me, sister. I'll just quit the game now."

Sally kicked her legs wildly, her nails scratching the floor, she was making a final struggle.

She didn't want to accept her fate, but she didn't know how to save herself.

At this moment, the carriage seemed to have come to life, trying to strangle these uninvited guests.

The arms hanging from the ceiling were almost touching their noses, leaving them with little space.

Lian Xinyi shouted, "Don't dawdle, run."

"Go...first." Sally shouted. After a brief scream, her mouth was covered and her body was squeezed.

The extreme cold penetrated into her body through every pore, and she felt as cold inside and out as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

In front of the retina, the escape key begins to flicker.

The girl who was left behind had a cold face and pushed away Lei Qingya who was about to be drowned.

Spiritual power pushed into the earrings, and the spell instantly overflowed. The golden light surrounding the spell made the black eyes even deeper.

The spell rushed along the carriage, and the dozens of arms wrapped around Sally curled up as if they had been electrocuted, but they still hooked onto the corners of Sally's clothes and refused to let go.

Su Ninglong had no choice but to reach out, reach into her arms, grab Sally's wrist, and pull Sally out from the pile of arms.

Sally, who regained her freedom, coughed violently, with snot mixed with ice hanging on her chin.

She didn't care about her appearance, wiped her sleeves and got up.

"Thank you Captain."

"I brought you in on my own initiative, and I will definitely take you out safely." Su Ninglong threw her to Lei Qingya.

The latter dragged the girl forward, but was forced back half a step by the rapidly growing arms. Arms also surged out from under the dining table and gathered into a wall of flesh.

The exit is right in front of me, and the last two meters seem like an insurmountable barrier.

The road ahead was blocked, and a very loud sound immediately rang out in the head, as if a large speaker was resonating inside the body, making people feel panicked.

Shen Zhaoming and Lian Xinyi stood back to back, firing at the surroundings, alternating between electromagnetic guns and ordinary pistols. The broken limbs twisted on the ground and merged again, endlessly.

How to do?
"Mo Gui, I'm running out of bullets." Lian Xinyi said in a hoarse voice.

His sweaty palms could barely hold the gun handle. Unlike Lei Qingya, he wore nano-sized clothing over his hands.

His palms are often sweaty, and the nanosuit will isolate the touch, causing the sweat to form puddles in the airtight gloves, making it more difficult to grip the pistol.

The key is that his hands shake when he is nervous, and his fingertips slip on the magazine change buckle. He relies entirely on the electromagnetic gun and nano suit to hold on.

He was almost in despair, wondering if he was going to die again.

In a moment of urgency, Lian Xinyi had a flash of inspiration, "Yes, I still have the holy weapon."

His fingers fiddled with the earring that had not yet been destroyed. The spell did not appear, but the noisy voices in his mind were driven away by another calming language.

The moment the Heart Purification Mantra took effect, those arms retreated as if encountering boiling oil.

Seeing the effect, Shen Zhaoming followed suit. His earrings were complete, so the effect was more obvious, and his arms moved out of the way.

The earrings that Su Ninglong made with reference to the spiritual anchor are exactly the opposite of the Thousand-Handed Spirit's ability, and are also able to consume the Thousand-Handed Spirit's power.

With the help of the earrings, the five people broke through the encirclement. Su Ninglong turned around, grabbed the door handle and slammed it shut.

The impact sound turned into a series of dull sounds. Fortunately, the door panel was of good quality and thick enough.

They were out of danger for the time being.

Shen Zhaoming leaned his back against the guardrail and breathed deeply.

Lei Qingya and Lian Xinyi were sweating profusely, with several sweat marks under their nano combat suits. They slumped on the guardrail like rags.

Only Su Ninglong's tangled bangs became smooth again when the wind blew. She did not breathe heavily, nor did she show any fear after surviving a disaster.

It seemed as if the scene in the carriage was just that to her.

She was filling the empty magazines one by one. Her white fingers pushed the bullets into the chamber as accurately as a lathe, quickly and swiftly, with the demeanor of a general.

It was difficult for Shen Zhaoming to associate her with a four-year-old child.

"Captain, thank you." He pointed at his earrings, which were indeed useful.

Hearing the thanks, Su Ninglong looked up and said: "Since I am the captain, I will do my best to keep you alive."

The corners of her mouth were dimpled, and her smile that tasted like toffee diluted the smell of gunpowder.

The childish and innocent smile was in stark contrast to her face. Shen Zhaoming shook his head slightly. Perhaps he was too sensitive. A four-year-old child didn't understand what panic was.

This child has experienced the real mysterious spirit contaminated area and the copy in the simulator scene. As long as she is willing to quit, she can quit at any time. As long as her life is not in danger, her state may be more relaxed.

The most urgent task is to complete the mission, but in the situation in the carriage, is there anyone alive?
Lian Xinyi, who had seen Su Ninglong's cunning side, lowered his head silently. She was bragging as if it were true, but he didn't dare to expose her. If you want to curry favor with someone, you must have the right attitude to curry favor with them.

A burst of vomiting interrupted Shen Zhaoming's thoughts.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh..." Sally vomited over the railing, her face and lips turning blue and white.

The lingering foul odor in his throat triggered a new round of retching.

Just now, the mysterious spirit's hand reached into her throat, and the cold hand stirred in her stomach...

She didn't want to recall it, but her cerebral cortex kept replaying the scene, and she could almost smell the stench in her nose.

It was horrifying. After spitting out her last mouthful of acid, she said, "The secret spirit within the simulator alone has such power. What a huge psychological trauma the hunter who harbors the secret spirit must endure."

"The selection pass rate for hunters above two stars is very low, extremely low. Most people can't pass it." Lei Qingya clicked and filled his magazine.

"Will there be a risk of contamination when in such close contact with the secret spirit?" Shen Zhaoming wiped the mucus off the lenses, a little worried that Sally would be infected with a source of distortion.

"It shouldn't be. This holy weapon is very powerful. It can even remove the deformed parts of my body. But it will be useless after one use." Lian Xinyi was reluctant to part with it and it disappeared after he came out of the simulator.

"Speaking of which holy artifact, where did you dig it up? Can it be mass-produced? The Qiankun Shrine has been mass-produced, so it shouldn't be difficult to mass-produce this one-time earring."

"What illusion gives you the confidence?" Su Ninglong rolled her eyes. He still wanted mass production, wouldn't that tire her to death?

If we have to classify them, the Qiankun Shrine is closer to the Spirit Anchor, while the Qingxin Earrings and the True Self Mirror are of the same type.

The former can be completed on the production line, while the latter must be carefully crafted by hand to be effective. Without the spiritual fire, the Qingxin earrings are just decorations.

Lian Xinyi held her chin up and said, "I like this earring. It saved me."

Shen Zhaoming: "You said the same thing after the captain saved you last time."

"It's different this time. It's an item. Maybe I can buy it. Even if it's a one-time item, I will buy it. I will buy it for 50,000 star coins." Su Ninglong's eyelashes trembled. 50,000 star coins, this should be the price positioning for wealthy people.

After deducting the cost price of the earrings, she made a small profit of 10,000 or 20,000 star coins, which is not too much.

When she has enough money, she can travel around and look for materials during holidays. This world is full of spiritual energy, and she doesn't believe that she can't find something rich in spiritual power to refine weapons.

Su Ninglong glanced at the remaining earring of Lian Xinyi. She knew that she still needed to modify it and make a simplified version when she got back. Ordinary people didn’t need so many functions and they couldn’t use it.

Eliminating the complicated listening patterns can increase production by five or six times.

With beautiful fantasies in mind, she began to exchange information with Shen Zhaoming. They had to analyze the future course of action before the door was broken.

Shen Zhaoming recounted everything they had done and encountered.

In short, the main events experienced were that the secret spirits were locked in a box made of ghost-shielding material, and because of their reckless search, the head chef walked into the cold storage and thought the box was not safe in the cold storage, so he took the box away.

I don't know where the box is currently, I can only guess that it is in the chef's lounge.

As for the location of the lounge, it is impossible to find it under the current circumstances.

The entire train has become a nest of mysterious spirits, and those who dare to enter will either become deformed monsters or mysterious spirits.

It takes time to dig a grave and lie down, let alone find something.

"Could it be possible that the train's change of direction was caused by the chef releasing a secret spirit?" Su Ninglong did not rule out this option. She looked at the scenery in front of her and always felt that something was wrong.

"The mission hasn't failed, which proves there are still survivors." Shen Zhaoming said, "There are only five of us, and our firepower is limited. We can't cover the area. How can we get in and find the survivors?"

He suddenly had an idea and spoke faster, "The head chef placed the secret spirit in the cold storage with the intention of contaminating the ingredients."

Su Ninglong nodded and continued, "Anyone who has eaten the ingredients in the kitchen will become a member of the Thousand Hands Spirit. The same applies to the chefs and waiters who have come into contact with the ingredients."

Shen Zhaoming: "Excluding these people, there are only two security officers (train police) and two drivers (train conductors) left."

"We can rule out the flight attendants. I've had contact with them. One of them was pushed into the bedroom with the monster. The other one must have eaten. There's food stains on his collar."

The kitchen mainly cooks stews. After the trotters and chicken feet are stewed, the sauce becomes thick. If a little bit of it gets on clothes, it will easily form cracked stains.

Lian Xinyi was in a daze, how could he not notice it? Su Ninglong's eyes were too sharp.

"More importantly, they didn't even notice Xin Yi had an extra hand. They must have been mentally contaminated."

After eliminating all of these, the survivor character emerged: the train conductor.

"Do you know the conductor's contact information?" Shen Zhaoming asked.

Lian Xinyi: "No."

Su Ninglong: "Yes."

Everyone was silent.

After a while, Lian Xinyi said, "Captain, I didn't lose track of you the whole time."

He didn't see her looking through the documents about the train conductor. Could it be that there was a mark on the monster's ID?

Su Ninglong: "When the conductor called the train, he didn't try to hide it, I saw it. My short-term memory is pretty good. When I left car two, I tried to contact him, but the result was the same as the conductor's: I couldn't get through."

Lian Xinyi: "Okay, stop talking. If you keep talking, I'll jump out of the car now."

Su Ninglong's existence is to attack ordinary people like him, Lian Xinyi is so sad that he wants to cry.

"Observation skills can be acquired through practice." Even people with average IQ can learn it. At this stage, Su Ninglong is not very interested in refining equipment, but he has a strong interest in miscellaneous studies.

There are so many things in this world that she has never seen and are worth exploring. Even if she lives another nine thousand years, she will not be able to learn everything.

"Don't worry about him. As long as we make progress, he will naturally catch up." Shen Zhaoming knew very well that his brother was a concept god. Once he fell behind, he would come up with strange new tricks to catch up.

Even though he can't do anything, he's very hard to kill, and even the secret spirits would scold him for being so difficult to kill.

Suddenly, a passionate pure music ringing sounded from outside the track. It was a bit far away, but everyone understood what was going on. Their hearts skipped a beat and they quickly checked the time on their bracelets.

Exactly one hour had passed since boarding the train.

"We are stuck in a new cycle." Su Ninglong murmured.

"The rescue mission cannot be launched so quickly, especially on the travel route. It must take a period of time before the rescue can be carried out. Otherwise, the mission will not provide this space-related information." Shen Zhaoming looked at the carriage door that began to deform after being hit, and he was upset. He nodded his earrings and calmed down.

"How did the mysterious spirit cause the train to loop, and what was its purpose?"

"The purpose is of course to devour everyone on the train." Su Ninglong said.

Humans covet the abilities of the secret spirits, and the secret spirits also spy on humans, but this spying is like that of locusts, indiscriminate. In their eyes, humans are just another kind of living creature, a little harder to kill, but a different kind of fun.

The Thousand-Handed Spirit was trying to devour the entire train, and the train conductor didn't know how long he could hold on.

Su Ninglong rubbed her eyebrows. The clues had come together. She felt that the answer was right in front of her, but just missing something.

"No, don't we all know that the conductor is a survivor? We can just go and rescue him, go to the roof and go to the front of the train." Lian Xinyi thought this was a great idea.

"No." Su Ninglong waved her hand. "Don't argue yet. It's too complicated. It's hard for me to explain to you."

If you can't see clearly, it may be because you are in the game, but what about if you are outside the game?

Yes, using God’s vision.

Su Ninglong turned on the search function of the bracelet, but the signal of the bracelet was weak and she couldn't find the content she wanted for a long time.

The signal was clearly strong inside the car. "How's the signal on your bracelet?"

"It's very weak. It will be much stronger inside the train. The train has enhanced communication equipment." Lei Qingya said: "It doesn't matter if the signal is weak, we can still communicate."

Su Ninglong thought about it, edited a text message, and quickly typed out the words with his fingertips.

I asked them, "Has anyone of you checked out the train's sightseeing route?"

"I...I know."

The four looked at Sally in surprise.

Sally wasn't used to being the center of attention. She wrung her fingers shyly and said, "I really like this route, so I secretly took some photos while taking in the scenery. Do you think I'm being tacky?"

Occasionally, there would be classmates who claimed to be locals and liked to laugh at her certain actions, pointing fingers and saying that she was indeed from a backward place.

She was a little afraid that they would also think that her actions brought shame upon the Star Alliance.

"No, you did a great job and made a great contribution." Shen Zhaoming praised. Sometimes, unintentional actions are the key to solving the case.

Su Ninglong nodded repeatedly: "Liking to travel and paying attention to travel information is a good hobby and habit in itself."

As the knocking on the carriage door grew louder, a bulge the size of a baby's fist appeared on the door. Lei Qingya pulled Lian Xinyi up and signaled him to hold his gun and stand guard together.

(End of this chapter)