Death Train: SSS-level talent right from the start!

The number of corpses on the ground was increasing.

Dark red blood began to spread across the ground of the camp.

Those lower-class passengers did not back up; their bodies were no longer under their control.

The blood mist completely distorted their minds, and fear and anger mingled together, driving them forward relentlessly.

Within minutes, all forty-odd low-class passengers had died.

The center of the camp fell silent.

The campfire was still burning, its flames licking at the dry branches, crackling and popping.

Chen Ye stood still, looking down at everything in front of him.

Forty-odd corpses lay scattered haphazardly throughout the camp. Some were intact, lying motionless, while others were mangled and bloodied, sprawled on the ground.

Most of these people still had their eyes open.

Those crimson pupils had dimmed, but they still retained the madness of their last moments before death.

Chen Ye's brows furrowed. Plans couldn't keep up with changes. Suppressing the hierarchy, protecting lower-level passengers, and delaying the train merger all vanished in an instant.

Ironically, the low-class passengers they wanted to protect are now being killed by their own hands.

He closed his eyes briefly, took a deep breath. The blood mist was so thick that visibility was less than ten meters. The sweet, fishy smell mixed with the stench of blood filled his lungs, making his chest feel tight.

After the battle, everyone sat around the campfire.

Those who have no blessings huddle close to those who have received blessings.

The flames of the campfire flickered in the night wind, illuminating the twenty-two faces.

The silence lasted for about half a minute.

Lei Xing was the first to speak.

"This is troublesome. With so many people dead, the trains will most likely be merged after the trial ends."

His voice was low and heavy.

Zhao Hai raised his head, glanced at Lei Xing, then at Chen Ye, and said, "Not necessarily. Even if those who acted alone are still alive, and there are still more than forty survivors on the train, it doesn't necessarily mean that the train will merge."

Upon hearing this, Su Jin summoned the system chat panel, and a blue light screen unfolded before her eyes.

She quickly scanned the group chat interface, her expression grave: "I asked in the group, but no one replied. The situation isn't good."

Li Tianran continued, "This trial is even more dangerous than Mirror City. It's said that you have 72 hours to obtain the blessing of the Tree God. In the current situation, those who don't get the blessing will probably be gone by the first night. Those teams that act alone are far weaker than us."

Su Jin was silent for a few seconds, then looked up at Chen Ye and asked, "What do we do next?"

All eyes turned to Chen Ye.

Chen Ye was looking down at the blue light screen in front of him.

His gaze fell on the line of points, but he did not respond immediately.

5840 points.

There's little hope of directly reaching level 20 in this trial, but accumulating 10000 points shouldn't be too difficult for him.

Including the 300 survival points he earned at the end of the trial, plus the kill points he gained today, he has nearly a thousand.

He only needs to earn 3000 more points to accumulate 10000 points.

Once the trains merge and enter the three-star trial, he will need an S-rank skill selection chest to improve his strength, so he must obtain the S-rank skill selection chest before the end of this trial.

Chen Ye closed the attribute panel, and the blue light screen shrank and dissipated in front of him.

He raised his head, met Su Jin's gaze, and then swept it over everyone present: "The trains will most likely be merged. Try to get as many points as possible over the next two days. We'll talk about other things after the trial is over."

Wang Ze pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, thought for a moment, and then said, "Not necessarily. On the bright side, even if the trains merge, there might not be any passengers who have reached level 20. Maybe we'll still have another chance for a two-star or two-and-a-half-star trial."

Gu Qinghuan wiped the throwing knife in her hand without looking up: "You can think of the bright side, but you also have to prepare for the worst."

Wang Ze's lips moved slightly, but he did not refute.

The camp fell silent again.

No one spoke anymore.

The flames of the campfire licked at the dry branches, making a soft crackling sound.

The blood mist around them remained thick, sealing off the camp's boundaries within a ten-meter square area.

The firelight reflected on everyone's faces, casting interplay of light and shadow.

As night deepened, the 22 people remained seated around the campfire. The blessing marks on the foreheads of Zhao Hai and the other three emitted a pale green glow, with those who had not received blessings sitting close to those who had.

The group spent their first night in the Blood Mist Forest with their eyes closed, leaning against each other.

……

The next day.

early morning.

As the first rays of grayish-white sunlight pierced through the gaps in the tree canopy, the thick blood mist was thinning at a visible rate.

The corpses lay scattered in the camp, their dark red blood already dried.

The campfire had long since died out, leaving only a pile of ashes and a few half-burnt branches.

Chen Ye opened his eyes.

He had been sitting against Zhao Hai all night, and his body was a little stiff. He stretched his neck, then stood up and glanced around the camp.

Wen Ning sat next to him, her dark brown curly hair cascading over her shoulders, her face showing signs of exhaustion from a sleepless night.

Then Zhao Hai opened his eyes and patted Qin Zhaoyang, who was almost lying in his arms: "Zhaoyang, get up."

"It's dawn!"

Qin Zhaoyang rubbed his eyes and stood up.

Zhou Yating, who was standing next to her, also stood up.

"The blood mist has thinned out."

Zhao Hai walked up from behind Chen Ye and stood next to him.

Chen Ye nodded slightly: "We need to hurry today. Regardless of whether the trains will merge or not, we need to collect as many points as possible."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Qin Zhaoyang and Zhou Yating: "You two will still follow Brother Hai today. Prioritize cutting down any red trees you see. If any elite monsters appear, let Brother Hai handle them. You need to get the Tree God's blessing as soon as possible."

"Got it, Brother Ye."

Qin Zhaoyang nodded, his voice a little hoarse.

Zhou Yating nodded slightly in agreement.

Gu Qinghuan, Su Jin, Lei Xing, and the others had also stood up.

"Let's go."

Chen Ye took out the Demon-Slaying Halberd from his storage space and strode forward.

Gu Qinghuan followed, six throwing knives hovering beside her, trembling slightly and emitting a faint buzzing sound.

As the two strongest members of the team, they still walked at the front.

Behind him were Zhao Hai, Wen Ning, and the others.

Behind them were Su Jin, Lei Xing, Jiang Ning's group, and six Level 11 passengers led by Han Wei.

Wang Ze and Xia Yan walked side by side at the back of the group.

The team set off from the camp and continued deeper into the dense forest.

The blood mist was indeed much thinner during the day. The dark red mist that was so thick at night that it almost solidified had now dispersed into a thin veil, only occasionally drifting through the gaps between the tree trunks before being blown away by the air flowing through the forest.

To prevent the blood mist in one area from thickening too quickly, the team adopted a strategy of attacking as they went.

After all, only four members of the team have received the Tree God's blessing, and no one knows whether the blood mist will become as dense during the day as it does at night.