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

The young man, Wang Zekai, turned his head to look at the back row. A long-haired woman in her early twenties was frowning and looking at him. She waved her right hand twice in front of her face, as if trying to drive away the smoke that was drifting by.

She wore a fitted leather jacket that accentuated her curvaceous figure, and her features were extremely delicate.

At this moment, her brows were slightly furrowed, and she looked rather impatient.

Wang Zekai turned his head and grinned, deliberately blowing a puff of smoke from his mouth towards the back row: "Sister Nanxing, this isn't a cigarette, it's called a cigar, Cohiba, ever heard of it? One costs 100 points."

"I don't care what kind of bully you are, you two, right now, immediately, kill them!"

Shen Nanxing raised his right hand, and tiny electric currents flickered at his fingertips, emitting a soft crackling sound.

Wang Zekai's smile froze slightly, and he subconsciously shrank back into his chair.

Although he knew that Shen Nanxing wouldn't use his abilities to attack him on the train, he was still a little scared, because he wouldn't be able to beat Shen Nanxing, who was also level 20, once they got off the train.

He then turned to look at Lu Qingchuan beside him and lowered his voice, "Brother Chuan, say something!"

Lu Qingchuan had already extinguished his cigar at some point. He glanced at Wang Zekai and said, "They told you to put it out, so just put it out. Why all the fuss?"

Wang Zekai pursed his lips and stubbed out his cigar.

He put the half-smoked cigarette into his storage space, then turned around and waved to Shen Nanxing, "Okay, okay, it's out."

The electric current in Shen Nanxing's hand finally dissipated, and he leaned back in his chair.

Wang Zekai turned around, his face still bearing that carefree, nonchalant expression.

He turned his head to look at Lu Qingchuan, lowering his voice slightly: "Brother Chuan, I'm not trying to be mean, but you're our team captain. What's wrong with smoking an cigarette? You don't have any captain's authority at all."

Lu Qingchuan didn't reply, but just leaned back in his chair.

Just as Wang Zekai was about to add fuel to the fire, a hand reached out from behind him and landed precisely on the back of his head.

"Snap—"

It wasn't very forceful, but the sound was crisp and clear, and could be heard clearly throughout the entire carriage.

Wang Zekai's head lurched forward, nearly hitting the carriage wall in front of him. He turned his head sharply: "Who...?"

Shen Nanxing stood behind his chair, her right hand still in the position where she had slapped him, a half-smile playing on her lips: "Wang Zekai, did I give you too much face?"

Wang Zekai's expression switched instantly from "Who the hell hit me?" to "I was wrong," as quickly as if he had become a different person.

He shrank his neck and rubbed the back of his head: "Sister Nanxing, I was wrong, I was wrong, I will never smoke an eggplant again."

Shen Nanxing withdrew his hand and sat back in his seat.

Wang Zekai turned around and muttered something in a low voice, so low that only Lu Qingchuan next to him could hear it.

Lu Qingchuan's lips curved into a barely perceptible smile, but he quickly suppressed it.

Next to Shen Nanxing, by the window, a young girl with her hair in a bun was covering her mouth and laughing.

She looked young, with a sweet face, and her eyes curved into two crescent moons when she smiled, giving her an innocent and naive air.

The laugh lasted for a while, and his shoulders were still shaking slightly, as if he was holding it in with great difficulty.

Wang Zekai glanced at her sideways and said, "Gulina, you're still laughing."

Gulina lowered her hand, but the smile on her lips hadn't completely disappeared, and her voice was filled with barely suppressed laughter: "Sorry, I just couldn't help it."

Wang Zekai pursed his lips, didn't reply, turned around, and leaned back in his chair.

Lu Qingchuan glanced at him, then looked back at the system panel in front of him, his tone becoming more serious: "Akai is right. We were hoping to have more level 20 passengers on the merged train this time, so we could participate in the three-star trial together. But now we probably have to rely on ourselves."

Wang Zekai turned his head: "Should we call Tu Honglie from carriage number one? That guy is level 19 too, although he's not much of a character."

Lu Qingchuan did not answer immediately. His gaze lingered on the screen for a few seconds, as if he were weighing the question over and over.

"No rush. We'll be in Infinite City for three more days anyway, let's see how things go first."

He turned off the system panel, and the blue light screen shrank and disappeared before his eyes.

Then he adjusted the seat back a little, shifted to a more comfortable position, and closed his eyes: "I'm going to sleep for a while. Wake me up when we get there."

Wang Zekai hummed in agreement.

The third carriage fell silent again, with only the monotonous white noise of wheels rubbing against the rails echoing in the air.

……

Two hours later.

Train G4939 pulled into Infinite City Station. The gray-white mist outside the window was rapidly dissipating, revealing the outline of the city outside: wide streets and neat, uniform buildings.

The train's announcement came on time: "Attention passengers, Death Train G4939 is about to arrive at Infinite City South Station. All passengers, please prepare to disembark! The train will depart promptly at 9:00 AM three days from now. Passengers who do not board will be eliminated according to the rules of Infinite City!"

As the announcement ended, the train came to a stop.

The doors of all eight carriages slid open simultaneously.

Passengers in carriage number one got up and left the train.

"Let's go."

Chen Ye stood up and walked towards the car door.

Zhao Hai, Wen Ning, Qin Zhaoyang, and Zhou Yating followed closely behind.

Su Jin, who was in the back row, also stood up. Gu Qinghuan got up from her window seat and followed the others at a leisurely pace.

As Chen Ye stepped out of the car, the system panel automatically popped up.

Welcome to Infinite City! Attacking other passengers is prohibited within the city; violators will be eliminated according to the rules! You may stay in Infinite City for three days. Countdown: 71:59:59

Chen Ye turned off the control panel and looked around.

This station is almost exactly the same as the Infinite City I visited last time.

Ten tracks stretch out side by side, and seven of them are occupied by the Death Train.

These trains have different numbers; some are before G4939, and some are after G4939.

The black metallic bodies reflected a cold luster under the gray-white sunlight, like steel behemoths crawling on the tracks.

Qin Zhaoyang peeked out from behind Chen Ye, his gaze sweeping over the train numbers: "So many trains, it seems Infinite City is quite lively."

Zhao Hai also looked around, his gaze shifting from the train numbers: "There are quite a few trains with later numbers this time, so we should be able to sell our green weapons."

Chen Ye nodded slightly: "Let's go into the city first, find a hotel to stay in, and then go directly to the trading market."

Passengers from other carriages also disembarked one after another.

Xing Gang stepped out of the second carriage and walked towards Chen Ye, with Li Tianran on his right and two team members behind him.

Wang Ze and Xia Yan also came over and stood next to Su Jin, while Jiang Ning led Jian Lan at the back.

Lei Xing walked up to Chen Ye and stopped in front of him: "Let's go into the city together."

"OK."

Chen Ye did not refuse.

A group of eighteen people walked out of the station and onto the clean and wide streets of Infinite City.

The tall buildings on both sides of the street cast neat shadows under the gray-white light of the day. There were also quite a few other queues of passengers on the street, who seemed to be looking for a hotel to stay in.