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

In the village, Shen Wen slashed down the goblin in front of him with a single blow and looked up.

The rain was too thick, and the woods behind the village were shrouded in a gray haze, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

But the butcher's intuition was buzzing softly in his mind.

Someone is watching him.

It wasn't an unconscious glance; it was a locked gaze, like the crosshairs in a scope.

"Someone is watching us." He withdrew his gaze, his scimitar held horizontally in front of him, his tone calm. "It should be other warriors."

Celia's eyes lit up slightly upon hearing this: "Are they other people sent by the kingdom?"

Shen Wen didn't reply, but just glanced at Su Qingxuan.

Su Qingxuan understood what he meant.

People from other trains have already made their way here.

She slung the rifle back over her shoulder, and with a flick of her wrist, the palm-sized ebony coffin appeared in her palm.

The coffin lid popped open, and a wisp of white mist silently drifted out and solidified.

Xiaoqian floated in mid-air, raindrops streamed through her white dress, and she looked down at the rain.

Su Qingxuan gestured with his chin toward the woods behind the village: "Go over there and see if anyone is there."

Xiaoqian nodded, transformed into a wisp of white mist, drifted close to the ground, and disappeared into the rain in the blink of an eye.

Su Qingxuan was not idle.

She drew a talisman in the air with her right hand, her fingertips leaving a pale golden trail. Rain fell on the talisman and sizzled.

"Lightning Repellent—"

Fu Cheng.

A bolt of blazing white lightning shot from her fingertips, passed over Shen Wen's head, and slammed into the goblin horde emerging from the depths of the village.

Boom!

Four or five goblins were blasted away, their charred corpses falling into the mud and water, filling the air with the stench of burnt meat.

Taking advantage of the situation, Jiang Youchu fired two more ice arrows, pinning the two goblins that were trying to flank her to the spot.

Shen Wen continued pushing forward.

The scimitar sliced ​​into the neck of one goblin, then pulled it out and used it to cut down another.

……

In the woods.

Xu Jing's pupils returned to normal, her face turned pale, and she was breathing heavily.

"How is it?" Liu Tianming couldn't help but ask.

Xu Jing swallowed hard, her voice trembling: "Too fierce... like a devastating force. Those goblins couldn't withstand a single strike from him."

Liu Tianming's eyes widened: "Alone?"

"He's alone." Xu Jing nodded. "The three women beside him are no slouch either."

There was someone who could draw talismans and directly strike lightning.

There's another one who can shoot ice arrows. And there's another one with a spear who's been protecting the NPC.

Liu Tianming added, "Could it be that Zhang Yang? He's recruiting on the channel, and he's the mayor, so he must have some skills—"

"Zhang Yang?" Yu Xiu sneered, his voice low. "That guy is nothing but a hypocrite."

His gaze darkened slightly: "It must be some unknown expert."

Liu Tianming opened his mouth, as if to say something, but suddenly saw Yu Xiu's expression change drastically.

"Be careful!"

Yu Xiu let out a low growl and suddenly pulled out a string of prayer beads from his pocket. With a flick of his wrist, the beads spread out in his palm, their surfaces gleaming with a faint golden light.

A cloud of white mist was drifting up from below the tree trunk, and through the mist, one could vaguely see a pale face and a pair of eyes staring at them.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!!!"

Yu Xiu gave a low shout, and the golden light on the prayer beads suddenly exploded.

The white mist seemed to have been struck by a heavy hammer, letting out a small scream. It suddenly shrank into a ball and retreated rapidly along the path it had come from, disappearing into the rain in the blink of an eye.

The woods fell silent, with only the sound of raindrops pattering on the leaves.

Liu Tianming gripped the wooden spear, his hand trembling. "What...what is that?"

Xu Jing's face turned even paler: "Spirits...that woman can control spirits."

Yu Xiu put the prayer beads back into his pocket, his expression not very good.

He stared in the direction where the white mist had disappeared, remaining silent for a few seconds.

"That person knows us now."

Liu Tianming swallowed hard: "Should we run? Those people... are too strong."

Yu Xiu did not move.

He crouched on a tree branch, unaware that rainwater was dripping onto his shoulders through the gaps in the leaves.

After a few seconds of silence, he spoke, his voice regaining its usual calm: "Why are you running? We're all on the same side of the group."

His gaze fell on the direction of the village: "As long as there is no conflict of interest, we can definitely cooperate."

Liu Tianming and Xu Jing exchanged a glance but neither spoke.

Yu Xiu jumped down from the tree and landed on the muddy ground, bending his knees slightly to dissipate the force.

He straightened his clothes and tucked the dagger back into his waistband.

"Let's go." He strode towards the village. "Let's go say hello."

Liu Tianming panicked: "Brother Xiu! What if they—"

"There's no 'what if'." Yu Xiu didn't turn his head. "This is the fourth platform now. You can say they're bad, but they're definitely not stupid."

Especially someone as strong as that.

"They're all on the same side, supporting each other. As long as there's no conflict of interest, they can cooperate."

He pushed aside a branch and stepped into the rain.

Xu Jing followed, and Liu Tianming hesitated for two seconds, gritted his teeth, and followed as well.

……

In the village.

Xiaoqian floated back and landed on Su Qingxuan's shoulder, shrinking into a ball of white mist the size of a fist, trembling.

Su Qingxuan frowned: "What's wrong?"

Xiaoqian's voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum: "There's...something...golden light, so bright...hit me..."

Su Qingxuan raised her hand and touched the white mist with her fingertips, feeling a slight tremor.

"Are you injured?"

"Just a little bit..." Xiaoqian's voice was filled with grievance, "That person was so fierce..."

Su Qingxuan didn't ask any more questions. She put her back into the ebony coffin, closed the lid, and carefully stored her away, making her the size of a palm again.

She looked at Shen Wen and lowered her voice, "There are people over there, and they have methods to deal with spirits. Xiaoqian got beaten up."

Shen Wen slashed down the goblin in front of him with a single blow, then glanced back at her.

"Three people."

Shen Wen raised an eyebrow.

Three people, it seems, are just one train.

"Be careful... I'll deal with this guy in front of me first!" Shen Wen looked towards the depths of the village.

The door to the cabin was forced open from the inside.

A huge figure squeezed out.

Twice as tall as a normal goblin, with dark gray skin, bulging, solid muscles all over its body, and veins coiling like snakes on its arms and neck.

It held a spiked club covered in iron, with dark red stains on the head.

It stood at the doorway, looking down at the corpses scattered on the ground, then looking up at Shen Wen.

A low gurgling sound came from his throat.

Shen Wen gripped his curved blade and glanced back.

Su Mu had already led Celia back more than ten steps, retreating to outside the village gate.

Su Qingxuan and Jiang Youchu also retreated to the doorway, aiming their guns and ice arrows at the giant beast.

Everyone is at a safe distance.

next moment.

Gunshots and ice arrows rang out continuously, all aimed at the giant goblin, but the giant goblin was like a tank, even when ice arrows landed on it.

It only made him pause for a moment.

"Not only do you not run away, but you dare to attack me?! Goblins really do have brains full of 'golden liquid'!"

Shen Wen sneered, drew his SKS rifle, emptied it instantly, threw the gun down, and watched the giant goblin charge at him, taking the damage head-on.

"court death!"