The "Survival on the Train" game has bugs, it's really laggy!

The platform was huge, much bigger than Su Yuan had imagined.

It's less of a platform and more of a small city built on top of the clouds.

The wide street was paved with an unknown bluish-black stone slab, which was hard and smooth to walk on.

On both sides of the street are buildings of different styles.

There are blacksmith shops filled with steampunk style, with exposed pipes and gears everywhere.

There were places with neon signs and several scantily clad, provocatively posing exotic women standing at the entrance—places that defy description.

Su Yuan even saw a Chinese-style restaurant with antique-style decor, two large red lanterns hanging at the entrance, and a signboard with the words "Yuelai Inn" written in square characters.

Various civilizations and architectural styles are mixed together here in an extremely chaotic yet strangely harmonious way, forming a bizarre and fantastical picture full of cyberpunk and magical elements.

The air was filled with a complex odor, a mixture of engine oil, perfume, food, and the smells of various living things. It wasn't exactly pleasant, but it was full of... the smell of everyday life.

This was a completely different world from the deathly, despairing platforms he had experienced before.

"My lord, look!" The voice of the money-guarding spirit on the shoulder suddenly became excited. It stretched out its chubby little hand and pointed to an eight-armed octopus-man setting up a stall by the street, exclaiming, "It's the 'Void Merchant'! I used to do business with them all the time! They have a lot of good stuff!"

Su Yuan looked in the direction it was pointing.

The octopus-man stall owner was using its eight flexible tentacles to serve several customers at the same time.

Its stall displays all sorts of strange and unusual items.

There was a heart, still faintly beating, belonging to an unknown creature.

There were minerals that emitted a faint blue light and looked like some kind of energy crystal.

There were even some high-tech mechanical parts that Su Yuan couldn't understand at all.

"These guys travel between different planes all year round, reselling all sorts of 'local specialties,' and they're incredibly well-informed," the Money-Guarding Spirit explained in a low voice to Su Yuan. "However, they're also notorious swindlers. You have to be careful when doing business with them, or you'll get ripped off without even realizing it."

Su Yuan nodded and memorized this information.

He's not interested in any of that now; his goal is the "Black Iron Tavern."

Led by two utterly terrified minotaurs, they traversed several noisy streets before finally stopping in a relatively secluded neighborhood filled with the smell of metal and gunpowder.

Before me stood a massive building constructed of pure black, unidentified metal, exuding a rugged and violent aesthetic.

There was no sign at the entrance of the building, only a grotesque blood-red axe mark smeared with blood.

Two minotaurs, but larger and clad in heavy metal armor, stood guard at the entrance, one on the left and one on the right, warily scrutinizing every approaching stranger.

When they saw Su Yuan, and the two dejected companions behind him who looked like schoolchildren who had made a mistake, they all looked puzzled.

"Halt! Who goes there?!" One of the guards slammed his giant axe on the ground with a thud and shouted in a deep voice.

"It's...it's me..." The minotaur who led the way raised his head tremblingly, his voice barely audible.

"Ah Da? Ah Er? What happened to you two? Where's the axe?" The guard recognized them, his brow furrowing even deeper. "And who is that human behind you...?"

"He...he is..." Ah Da stammered for a long time, not daring to tell the truth, and could only look at Su Yuan with pleading eyes.

Su Yuan ignored him and walked straight toward the tavern's door.

"I told you to stop! Didn't you fucking hear me?!" The two minotaur guards were furious when they saw this.

They are the face of the "Blood Axe Gang"! When have they ever been ignored like this?

The two men exchanged a glance, then simultaneously raised their giant axes, crossing them to block Su Yuan's path. A fierce and menacing aura emanated from them.

"Kid, I don't care who you are, take one more step and I'll cleave you in two!"

However, faced with this threatening warning, Su Yuan simply stopped, raised his head, and looked at them calmly with his golden eyes.

Then, he slowly raised his right hand.

With your index finger, gently point forward.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two muffled explosions rang out almost simultaneously.

The two guards, who were even stronger and fiercer than the three minotaurs before, didn't even have time to react. They felt as if a train traveling at full speed had hit them head-on in the chest!

An irresistible and terrifying force instantly pierced through their thick metal armor and struck their chests.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound of bone cracking rang out.

The two men's sternums, along with their armor, were directly dented inward by this one finger!

"puff!"

Two jets of blood gushed from their mouths.

Immediately afterwards, their massive bodies, like two tattered sacks, were forcefully thrown backward by an invisible force, crashing heavily into the incredibly heavy tavern door made of pure black iron!

"Clang—!"

A loud bang.

The entire door was dented inward by the terrifying impact, and the hinges emitted a teeth-grinding twisting sound.

The two minotaur guards slid slowly down the deformed door panel to the ground, twitched twice, and then became completely still.

One finger, instant kill!

"..."

When Ah Da and Ah Er, who were following behind Su Yuan, saw this scene, their legs went weak, and they knelt down on the ground with a "thud".

Their already pale faces were now as white as paper, and their bodies trembled like leaves, barely daring to breathe.

That's...that's terrifying!

Those two guards were renowned experts in the gang; each of them was a level stronger than their leader, who had been defeated in one move.

result……

In front of this man, she actually... she couldn't even last a single move?

Or was he killed by being tapped to death with just one finger?

What the hell kind of monster is this?!

Ignoring the two minotaurs who were already terrified, Su Yuan walked to the severely deformed door, reached out his hand, and gently pushed it.

"Squeak—"

The heavy iron gate was slowly pushed open.

A wave of heat, thicker and more pungent than ever, filled with the smells of alcohol, sweat, blood, and barbecue, mixed with deafening, wild, and violent heavy metal music, surged out from inside the door.

Su Yuan squinted, adjusting his eyes to the dim light inside the doorway.

Before them lay a vast space, yet also an incredibly chaotic one.

The air was thick with smoke, and visibility was extremely low.

Countless creatures of different races are crammed into this enormous space, indulging in unrestrained behavior.

Some were gathered around the huge gambling table, shouting themselves hoarse to cheer on the players they had bet on.

Some were embracing a scantily clad dancer, wildly twisting their bodies in the center of the dance floor.

Others gathered in small groups around tables made from recycled oil drums, gulping down cheap beer, boasting loudly, and occasionally, over the slightest argument, grabbing a bottle and smashing it over the other person's head.

The entire tavern was like a huge, chaotic junkyard filled with violence, alcohol, and hormones.

Su Yuan's sudden intrusion, along with the two still-bleeding minotaur corpses at the door, was like a bucket of cold water being poured into a boiling oil pot.

The entire tavern, with its noisy, chaotic, and energetic atmosphere, suddenly froze for a moment.

All sound vanished in that instant.

The deafening music stopped.

The desperate screaming stopped.

The unrestrained laughter and merriment also ceased.

Countless gazes, filled with a variety of emotions, were cast upon them from every corner of the tavern.

There was curiosity, surprise, and amusement, but more than anything, there was a cold, emotionless scrutiny.

They were like a pack of hyenas who were feeding when they suddenly discovered an uninvited guest had entered their territory.

Su Yuan ignored the hostile stares and calmly surveyed the chaotic tavern.

Then, his gaze fell on the figure sitting on a throne made of countless white bones at the deepest part of the tavern.

It was an unusually tall human, even more imposing than the minotaurs.

He was shirtless, revealing a terrifying physique that looked like it was cast in steel, exuding explosive power.

His body was covered with crisscrossing, hideous scars, each scar like a medal of honor, telling the story of his bloody and cruel past.

On his face was a hideous mask made of pure black metal, revealing only his eyes.

Those eyes, though not large, were frighteningly bright, like two embers burning in the night, full of aggression, full of...undisguised, naked...greed.

He is the leader of the "Blood Axe Gang".

A player... just like Su Yuan.