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

Chen Ye glanced at him, a slight smile playing on his lips: "You're too late for thanks. Bring out all your evidence of rage, or you won't be getting out."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhen's smile froze instantly. He then tentatively asked, "We can give you the potion as payment. We can discuss how much you need. But we can't give you the Proof of Wrath; we can't survive without it."

Chen Ye shook his head: "What do I care whether you live or die? Either hand over the Proof of Wrath, or die here with the Proof of Wrath."

Guo Yang's face had completely darkened, and his fingers gripped the short stick tightly: "Don't go too far. If you rob us now, someone else will rob you later."

Chen Ye's gaze lingered on his face for a moment: "I don't have time to waste with you. Are you going to hand it over or not?"

After weighing the pros and cons, Chang Chen finally gritted his teeth and made a decision.

The trial has only just begun, and he still has time to find other Seven Deadly Sins trials, as long as he doesn't end up in the same trial ground as this jinx. If he doesn't hand it in now, and he gets killed, everything will be over.

"for you."

Zhang Zhen took out the black Proof of Wrath from his storage space and handed it to Chen Ye.

Chen Ye reached out and took it, then put it into his storage space: "You can go now."

Zhang Zhen didn't linger and turned to walk towards the portal. Zhao Hai stepped aside to make way for him.

His two teammates stood there, looking at each other in bewilderment.

As Zhang Zhen reached the portal, he suddenly turned around and yelled at his two teammates, "Aren't you going to give him the Proof of Wrath? Do you want me to collect your corpses?"

The two team members gritted their teeth and took out the Proof of Wrath from their storage space, handing it to Chen Ye.

Chen Ye took it and put it into his storage space.

The two dared not linger and quickly walked towards the portal, disappearing into the soft halo along with Zhang Zhen's figure.

Guo Yang and the other three stood in the hall, their eyes darting back and forth between Chen Ye and Zhao Hai.

Some people clenched their teeth, while others subconsciously took a half-step back.

"It seems the four of you don't want to pay."

Chen Ye slightly raised the Dragon Scale Halberd in his hand, and thick black energy surged out from the tail of the spear, wrapping around the shaft and spreading towards the tip. The hunched ghost phantom behind him slowly emerged, its empty eye sockets aimed at the four people in front of him.

"I'll surrender! I'll surrender! Don't kill me!"

The female team member couldn't take it anymore; her voice trembled noticeably.

She took out the Proof of Wrath from her storage space, walked quickly to Chen Ye and handed it to him, then rushed towards the portal without looking back, squeezing past Zhao Hai.

Guo Yang stood there, his clenched fist loosening slightly. Four of the seven people had already left, so he had no choice but to hand it over.

With the remaining three handing over the Proofs of Wrath to Chen Ye, they obtained 10 Proofs of Wrath from this Trial of Wrath. Each person in the team received one, and the remaining four could be kept to exchange for other Proofs of Sin.

After Zhang Zhen and the others left, Zhao Hai walked back to Chen Ye's side: "Chen Ye, isn't doing this a bit...?"

Chen Ye glanced at Zhao Hai: "Brother Hai, you're still too kind. The more Proof of Sin you have, the more bargaining chips you have. We may not be able to get all the Proofs of the Seven Deadly Sins through the trial. Keeping these will give us room to trade later."

Zhao Hai's lips moved slightly, but in the end he just nodded and didn't say anything more.

Qin Zhaoyang put away his longbow: "Brother Ye is becoming more and more like a bully. But why didn't you kill them just now? Judging from what Guo Yang said, they also have experts on the train. You can't send messages here. Even if you killed them, no one would know it was you."

Chen Ye put the Dragon Scale Halberd into his storage space: "The trial requires ten people to start. If we kill people randomly, fewer and fewer people will participate in the trial, which will be detrimental to starting the trial and exchanging the Proof of Sin later."

Qin Zhaoyang thought for a moment and nodded: "That makes sense."

"Let's go, let's go out too."

Chen Ye turned around and strode towards the portal.

Zhao Hai and Qin Zhaoyang didn't say anything more and quickly followed his pace.

The three of them stepped across the threshold that shimmered with a soft glow.

The moment they stepped out of the castle where the trial of fury had taken place, the greyish-white light of day fell upon the three of them once more.

The sword-shaped marker above the castle was fading at a visible speed, the halo around its edge was becoming diffused and then completely extinguished within a few breaths.

Qin Zhaoyang glanced back at the disappearing cursor, then looked around the entire town.

In the distance, the markers above the other six castles still hovered in mid-air, each with a different shape and a steady glow, showing no sign of going out.

He clicked his tongue. "Looks like the other training grounds aren't finished yet. Are we moving too fast here, or are they moving too slowly?"

Chen Ye's gaze swept over the still-lit cursors as well: "Perhaps the mechanics are different. Trials that simply involve killing monsters are definitely the easiest."

The monster in the Wrath Trial was nothing to him; he could have easily killed it even without the other nine people.

"No new trial grounds have spawned. It looks like we'll have to wait until this batch is all over before the second wave starts. If the number of trial grounds spawned each round is fixed and there are enough of them, more people can survive."

Zhao Hai stretched his neck, and his fists returned to their normal skin color.

"Let's go and take a look back at Qinghuan and the others' castle."

Chen Ye withdrew his gaze, turned around, and strode back the way he came.

The three of them hurried back along the way they had come. The gray-white stone-paved street stretched out beneath their feet, and the windows of the ancient castles on both sides remained dark and silent, without any movement.

About ten minutes later, they returned to the Greed Trial Castle that Gu Qinghuan had entered.

The castle's dark wooden doors were tightly shut, but the number [10/10] was still clearly displayed on the gray-white stone wall above the door.

Qin Zhaoyang stopped in front of the door, craned his neck to look at the number, and then glanced at the tightly closed wooden door: "When will they be able to come out? Gu is very strong, and so are Lu Qingchuan and the others. There shouldn't be any surprises, right?"

Chen Ye didn't reply, but just stood in front of the castle gate, his gaze fixed on the tightly closed wooden door, maintaining a waiting posture.

Zhao Hai stood beside him, arms crossed over his chest, saying nothing, just standing there quietly.

About two or three minutes later, the dark wooden door of the castle opened automatically, and three figures walked out quickly from inside.

Leading the way was a young man wearing a black hoodie, his face showing a hint of tension that hadn't completely subsided.

He was followed by a man and a woman, whose pace was noticeably faster than that of the leader, as if they were in a hurry to leave this place.

After crossing the threshold, the three of them did not pause at all, nor did they even glance in the direction of Chen Ye and his companions. They walked briskly along the street and soon disappeared into the shadows between the castles.

Following Gu Qinghuan, Lu Qingchuan and the other seven people came out one after another.

Gu Qinghuan walked up to Chen Ye, flipped her hand, and three black plaques appeared in her palm.

She handed the sign to Chen Ye: "There are three more signs of greed, so each of you three can have one."