Train Survival: Can I get a treasure chest by touching my goddess?

When Shen Wen opened his eyes, he felt that his arms were empty.

He frowned.

The blanket still retained his warmth, and there were a few strands of long hair on the pillow that didn't belong to him, but he was gone.

He propped himself up and rubbed his temples.

Su Qingxuan pushed open the door and walked in, leaning against the door frame with her arms crossed and her eyebrows slightly raised.

"woke up?"

"Hmm." Shen Wen shook his head. "Didn't I tell you to go train? Who came in and started sleeping just now?"

Su Qingxuan did not answer immediately.

She looked at Shen Wen and said with a smile, "Bai Shuiyao."

The carriage was silent for a moment.

Shen Wen's expression visibly stiffened for a moment.

"what?"

"You held her while you slept for several hours."

Su Qingxuan's tone was indifferent, but the curve of her lips betrayed her. "She slept soundly and even snuggled into someone's neck a couple of times in the middle of the night."

Shen Wen: "…………"

He wiped his face.

No wonder I felt the body temperature in my arms was higher when I was sleeping; I thought I was dreaming.

It turns out to be Bai Shuiyao.

The girl's body temperature was already high, and holding her felt like holding a small furnace. He felt comfortable in his drowsy state and pulled her closer to his chest.

Looking back now, it was a truly tragic scene.

"Alright."

Su Qingxuan stopped teasing him and her tone returned to seriousness. "Let's get down to business. We've all accepted the upgrade platform mission, it's about time we went."

Shen Wen nodded and got out of bed.

"The sales clerk came by earlier."

As Su Qingxuan walked out, she said, "There's nothing good here, but we still have to deal with it."

She paused for a moment, then said, "I used 500 kilograms of Xuan Wood and sold some black iron-grade scraps to exchange for five bottles of bronze physique potion and five bottles of bronze spirit potion, which I have stored in the storage room."

Shen Wen got dressed and walked out of Fengrao's bedroom.

"Okay." He nodded. "There shouldn't be any problems."

He said this in a very calm tone, not with arrogance.

It is stating the facts.

With Su Qingxuan and the others' current strength, they are no weaker than when he went to advance his rank.

With the ability to suppress the entire scene, Su Qingxuan and the others could naturally do the same.

The five women are all ready to go.

Su Qingxuan checked the supplies in her spatial pocket one last time, making sure she had everything she needed, and then looked up at Shen Wen.

"I'm gone."

The car door opened, and a blast of cold air rushed in.

Four women filed out.

The car door closed.

The train fell silent.

Shen Wen stood by the porthole, looking out at the desolate wilderness.

The gray-brown land stretched to the horizon, barren of any vegetation. The sky was leaden gray, pressing down low, like a rag that hadn't been wrung out.

He looked at it for a while, then looked away.

Upon arriving at the [Rome Training Ground], one finds Bai Shuiyao practicing her marksmanship with a gun.

"You're here? Want to practice?" Bai Shuiyao's expression was quite calm. In her opinion, they had already taken a bath together, so what was wrong with sleeping together?

Shen Wen looked at her, his expression still a little awkward.

The main reason is that when I sleep, I'm hugging Bai Shuiyao, and my hands and feet are all over the place, and my face is buried in her neck.

Shen Wenqian coughed.

"Should we go back to the Behemoth Battlefield now?"

Bai Shuiyao turned her head and blinked.

"OK."

Shen Wen and his companion walked out of the training ground and activated the anchor door panel.

The anchor points of the behemoth battlefield were lit up with a pale blue light.

He clicked "confirm".

A portal of light appeared in the center of the carriage, with intricate runes engraved on the portal frame. From inside the portal, one could vaguely see a city gate in the distance.

Bai Shuiyao jumped off the box, walked to the light gate, and glanced back at Shen Wen.

"Walk."

Shen Wen stepped into the portal of light.

Bai Shuiyao followed behind.

Bai Chen was reviewing military reports in his tent when he saw his daughter walk in through the tent entrance. The pen in his hand fell onto the table, and the ink smeared across a large patch.

He thought he was seeing things.

Bai Shuiyao stood at the entrance of the tent and smiled at her father.

"father."

Bai Chen's face turned bright red.

It wasn't anger, it was excitement.

He suddenly stood up, the chair tipped backward, and crashed to the ground with a thud.

"you--"

"Shen Wen's train has anchor doors, so he can come back," Bai Shuiyao said in a light tone. "He can come back often in the future too."

Bai Chen opened his mouth as if to say something, but then swallowed it back.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his surging emotions, and looked at Shen Wen beside him.

Shen Wenchong nodded.

Bai Chen nodded and said nothing more.

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Bai Shuiyao began to talk about the abilities she had acquired, including the ability to control some of the problems within her body.

"Thanks!"

Bai Chen thanked Shen Wen.

After all, he had previously bet on Shen Wen, but he didn't necessarily think that Shen Wen could solve Shui Yao's problems.

But little did I expect that so little time would pass.

Part of the eyebrows are already there.

……

at the same time.

Su Qingxuan stood in the center of the arena, arms crossed, her expression calm.

Dozens of corpses lay scattered all around, blood mist filled the air, and the air was thick with the smell of rust.

The Blood Bride floated behind her, her dark red wedding dress fluttering in the wind, blood still dripping from her hands.

Dog Egg hovered on the other side, his black aura surging, entangling the last few Aurora Society members who tried to resist.

"Shall we continue?" She looked at the several pale-faced peak-level Black Iron warriors in front of her.

The other person's lips trembled a few times, and no one dared to respond.

Someone turned to run, but before he could take a step, the Blood Bride appeared before him, her dark red fingernails pressed against his throat.

"I give up!"

The voice became shrill and distorted.

A burst of white light erupted, and the person vanished from the spot.

Seeing this, the others rushed to shout "I surrender!" and one after another, white lights flashed.

In less than ten seconds, only sixty or seventy people remained in the arena, apart from Su Qingxuan and Su Mu.

The three members of the Aurora Society carried magical artifacts that could suppress spirits, their golden light particularly dazzling in the blood mist.

One of them held a short sword engraved with runes, the blade gleaming with a pale golden light, and stared intently at the Blood Bride.

"We have restraint—"

He hadn't finished speaking.

Su Qingxuan raised her head and glanced at him.

Eye of Pain.

The man's pupils dilated instantly, the short sword in his hand clattered to the ground, he crouched down with his hands covering his head, and let out a muffled groan.

Tentacles emerged from the ground, wrapped around the ankles of the other two, and dragged them to the ground.

Mental reprimands should follow.

The two men froze abruptly, their eyes rolled back, and they foamed at the mouth.

Su Mu didn't even make a move. He stood beside Su Qingxuan, watching the three people convulsing on the ground with a blank expression.

Su Qingxuan withdrew her gaze.

"Now, no one objects, right?"

"Highest bidder wins!"

……

On the other side, Jiang Youchu stood in the center of the arena, her staff planted on the ground, the icy blue light at the tip of the staff dazzling like stars.

The frost and snow of a thousand years have already begun to bloom.

Within a circular area with a diameter of 500 meters, the temperature is so low that even the air is frozen into ice crystals.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of ice, and the sandy ground of the arena had been turned into a smooth ice surface, reflecting the grayish-white light of the sky.

Dozens of ice sculptures are scattered around.

These aren't decorations; they belong to people from the Aurora Club.

They remained frozen in the ice, their expressions frozen, maintaining their charging stance, knife-wielding stance, and the stance of opening their mouths to shout "I surrender."

Jiang Youchu took a breath, her forehead covered in fine beads of sweat, but her eyes shone as brightly as if they were filled with light bulbs.

Lydia stood behind her, holy light spreading from the tip of the staff, a pale golden light shielding the two of them and blocking the biting cold.

The spider army traversed the ice surface, spraying silk from their abdomens to entangle, pull down, and bind their opponents, who had not yet been frozen, into a tight knot.

The cave spiders were responsible for running errands, while the fallen spiders were responsible for dealing damage. The silver-white Thousand-Limbed Spiders lay at Jiang Youchu's feet, their eight eyes warily watching their surroundings, their mandibles opening and closing, ready to pounce at any moment.

A man in silver armor struggled out of the pile of ice sculptures. Thick frost covered his armor, his lips were purple, and his teeth were chattering.

He raised his warhammer and charged towards Jiang Youchu.

Jiang Youchu glanced at him.

An ice arrow shot out from the tip of the staff and struck him squarely in the chest.

A burst of cold air erupted, and a layer of white frost formed on the surface of his armor, causing his movements to slow down visibly.

The Thousand-Limbed Spider shot out, its eight legs piercing his shoulder and injecting venom.

The man's face turned from purple to black, then from black to gray, his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud, twitched twice, and then remained still.

He didn't die, he was just poisoned.

Jiang Youchu clapped her hands and looked around.

Only a few trembling people remained, along with the Aurora Society members who were frozen into ice sculptures, entangled in spider silk like dumplings, or poisoned into unconsciousness.

No one was standing.

No one can stand.

Jiang Youchu slammed her staff on the ground and spoke with a smile.

"Now let's see the auction rankings."

There was no response from any of the surroundings.

Ice sculptures can't speak, rice dumplings can't speak, and those that have fainted certainly can't.

"It seems no one objects."

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