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

Shen Wen wiped the blood off his scimitar and glanced at his attribute panel.

[The first tier of the Butcher's Sequence has been reached]

[Butcher Advancement Requirements: Slaughter at least 100 living beings]

Current progress: 0/100

He turned off the panel.

Kill a hundred. It sounds like a lot, but in this forest teeming with goblins, it's not an exaggeration.

"Celia," Shen Wen turned to look at her, "About how many goblins are in a village?"

Celia thought he was assessing the risks and considered it for a moment: "At most, there are only sixty or seventy."

But there are special individuals among them, like the Frost Goblin we just saw, and sometimes there are—”

"Sixty or seventy?" Shen Wen interrupted her, his tone tinged with surprise.

Celia was stunned: "Y-yes..."

"So little?"

Celia opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.

She had witnessed the Kingdom Knights clearing out a goblin stronghold. Twelve fully armed knights, working in perfect coordination, would fight for an hour and might even suffer casualties.

Sixty or seventy goblins seemed like not enough to chop down in this man's mouth.

She recalled Shen Wen's swift and decisive fighting style just now, and swallowed back the words, "We can lure some of them out."

"Are all the warriors from the kingdom this strong?"

The person in front of me was just like that; he single-handedly cut down more than a dozen enemies without even breaking a sweat.

Shen Wen didn't reply, but turned to look at Su Qingxuan.

The three women were asking him a question with their eyes.

Shen Wen wiped the rain off his face: "Advanced quest. Kill one hundred."

Jiang Youchu was stunned for a moment: "A hundred? That many?"

"Then let's hurry!"

Shen Wen looked at the three women and lowered his voice: "Advanced missions are advanced missions, don't put safety aside just to make me fill a quota."

Next, fire your guns, use your abilities. Anyone who gets hurt trying to save monsters for me—”

He glanced at Su Mu, then at Jiang Youchu, and finally his gaze settled on Su Qingxuan's face.

"Watch out, or I'll teach you a lesson later!"

Su Qingxuan looked at him without saying a word.

The sound of rain was loud overhead.

Su Mu was the first to speak: "I understand."

Jiang Youchu nodded, "I understand, I understand, safety comes first."

Su Qingxuan then spoke, "Let's go."

Celia saw the four talking but didn't ask any questions, assuming they were discussing tactics.

The five continued onward.

The rain showed no signs of letting up; it just made the outline of the village clearer.

The wooden fence is about two meters high and has a pointed top.

The village gate was open, and you could see the crooked shacks and embers of a fire inside.

Then Jiang Youchu saw something next to the village gate.

Five corpses hanging upside down.

The rope was tied around his ankles, and he hung upside down, swaying in the rain.

His skin clung to his bones, his eye sockets were sunken, his lips were dry, cracked, and curled up, revealing his dark red gums.

It wasn't the rotting of the polluters, nor the sharp weapon wounds on the corpses in the ghost town.

It was sucked dry.

Jiang Youchu's stomach churned violently.

She covered her mouth, bent over, and gagged twice.

Su Mu reached out and held her shoulder without saying a word, but his fingers tightened slightly.

Su Qingxuan's expression was also not good, but she only frowned and glanced at the few dried corpses before her gaze fell on the village.

Celia stood in the middle of the group, and the rain automatically avoided her body.

She looked at the hanging corpses and said softly, "This is what happens to anyone captured by goblins."

Shen Wen didn't look at the dried corpses.

His gaze fell on the inside of the village gate.

Two goblins stood there, holding bone knives, looking this way.

They saw Shen Wen and his group of five.

stunned for a moment.

Then--

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A sharp roar exploded from inside the gate, like rusty iron scraping against a stone slab.

"Let's do it."

Shen Wen's voice wasn't loud, but it was very steady.

Su Mu had already positioned himself half a step behind him, holding his spear horizontally, his gaze sweeping to both sides.

Su Qingxuan picked up his rifle, shouldered it with the butt, and aimed the sights at the gate.

Jiang Youchu straightened up, her face still pale, but icy blue arrows had already formed at her fingertips.

Goblins poured out of the village.

Not just three or five, but a dozen, even twenty or more, emerged from behind the sheds, beside the fire, and through the gaps in the fence, wielding wooden spears, bone knives, and stone axes, roaring as they charged out.

Shen Wen took a step.

The scimitar was held horizontally in front of him, the frost on the blade washed away by the rain, revealing the bluish edge.

The first goblin rushed in front of him, thrusting its wooden spear forward.

Shen Wen turned to the side, the blade slicing upwards from below, passing under the other's armpit and down to their collarbone.

The foul blood spurted out and mixed with the rain.

The second one pounced from the right, its bone knife aimed at his neck.

He didn't dodge; instead, he turned his blade and cut in from the bottom lane, severing the opponent's knee.

The third, the fourth, the fifth—

Shen Wen was like a knife, cutting into the tide of goblins.

Each cut was clean and decisive, without any hesitation.

The curved sword felt more comfortable in his hands than the long steel blade; the curve was just right, the weight was just right, and the feel of it cutting into bone was just right.

Su Mu followed behind him, thrusting his spear out from the side and pinning a goblin that was trying to flank him to the ground.

Su Qingxuan's rifle fired.

One sound, two sounds, three sounds.

Every shot hit the goblin charging at the front squarely in the chest, knocking them down into the mud.

Jiang Youchu's ice arrows flew out one after another, hitting the goblins who were trying to flank her from the side.

The cold air exploded, slowing their movements, and they were then reaped by Shen Wen's curved blade.

arrow.

Shen Wen is the arrowhead.

The three women represent the arrow shaft and the arrow fletching.

The arrow was shot through the village gate and advanced along the muddy main road.

Goblins fall, fall, and fall again.

……

Meanwhile, at the rear of the village.

An old tree that takes three people to encircle, with a dense canopy that blocks most of the rainwater.

Yu Xiu squatted on a thick tree branch, staring in the direction of the village.

He was tall, but crouching there like a cheetah with its claws retracted, quiet and composed, without any unnecessary movements.

A thin young man named Liu Tianming was squatting nearby. He had a dagger at his waist and a wooden spear in his hand, and he was nervously watching the back gate of the village.

A short-haired woman named Xu Jing stood under the tree, leaning against the trunk with her eyes closed.

Yu Xiu lowered his voice: "Xiao Liu, I'll sneak in from the east and make some noise later."

Go in through the back door while things are in disarray, take a quick look, and come right back out. Don't be greedy. Our goal is to complete the mission.

Liu Tianming nodded and swallowed.

"Xiao Xu is in charge of providing backup, be careful—" Yu Xiu stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence.

A roar came from the village.

Not just one or two, but a whole swarm. Dense, resounding roars, mingled with the sounds of rain and thunder, like a pot of boiling water.

Then came the sound of gunfire.

Yu Xiu's pupils contracted slightly.

Gunshots.

Someone has arrived at this platform with a gun.

Liu Tianming gripped the wooden spear tightly, his voice trembling. "Brother Xiu, what happened?"

Yu Xiu didn't answer, but looked at Xu Jing under the tree.

Xu Jing had opened her eyes, and her pupils had changed from normal dark brown to pure black, with no whites in them, like two deep wells.

She stared in the direction of the village, her lips moving slightly.

"Someone broke in through the main gate." Her voice sounded unreal, as if it drifted from a great distance. "One man and four women. One of them should be a quest NPC... no—"

Xu Jing's voice suddenly changed tone.

"He spotted me?!"