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

Chen Ye put the Ghost Blade into his storage space; the cleaver could finally retire.

Besides adding stats, another advantage of monster-dropped weapons is that they can be stored in your inventory. Otherwise, it's quite inconvenient to always have a cleaver strapped to your waist.

He crouched down and continued searching for the next body.

The search in the square lasted for nearly an hour.

Twenty-one people searched through all the corpses in the square, leaving no one behind, not even those that were half-rotten, trampled, or mixed together.

The priority time for picking up dropped items has long passed; whoever finds them gets them, and there's no question of anyone stealing equipment at this point.

Those who found the equipment openly reported it out; it was mostly white-quality weapons.

There are only two green items: Chen Ye's short sword and a double-edged short axe that one of Jiang Ning's team members found.

The team member handed the short axe to Jiang Ning, who in turn gave the dagger to the team member.

The drop rate is quite low; Zhao Hai, Li Zheng, Qin Zhaoyang, and Zhou Yating didn't find anything.

Gu Qinghuan also gained nothing.

It was already completely light.

The pale, grayish-white light pressed down from overhead, illuminating the entire city in a pale light.

People began to gather in the square.

It wasn't organized by someone; it was instinct.

The nighttime battle made everyone realize one thing: if you don't stick together, you'll die.

Twenty-one people walked one after another to the base of the statue in the center of the square.

Some people were standing, some were sitting, some were leaning against the base of the statue, and some were squatting on the edge of the flower bed.

The distance between them was much closer than before, but they still maintained a certain distance.

Twenty-one people remained silent.

No one spoke first.

The silence lasted for about two minutes.

"What do we do next?"

Wang Ze was the first to break the silence. His voice was still weak, but it was more stable than before.

"I only have two energy potions left. If I go through another battle like last night, I won't be able to hold on. Besides, we only have 21 survivors left."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Gu Qinghuan, but this time Gu Qinghuan did not give him the energy potion.

"Hai Ge and I probably don't have enough potions to last through the night. I have two energy potions left, but Hai Ge only has one."

Chen Ye's voice came from the direction of the lamppost. He was leaning against the lamppost with his hands in his pockets and his gaze on Jiang Ning.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Jiang Ning frowned slightly, her tone carrying a hint of wariness.

Chen Ye smiled, straightened up from the lamppost, and took a step forward. "If we're going to continue sticking together, we should probably distribute the potions. Jiang, you collected over a dozen potions on the train, right? Why don't you share them to ensure the team's fighting strength? That would increase our chances of survival, wouldn't it?"

Jiang Ning's lips twitched slightly.

Chen Ye was right; he had indeed collected quite a few potions. Of the fifteen energy potions, he kept ten for himself and gave the remaining five to Zhu Peng and Jian Lan.

Including the ones he earned with his own points, he now has 19 stamina potions.

But he didn't want to give it.

Medicine is life.

In places like this, having an extra dose of medicine is like having an extra life.

"Jiang Ning, share some of your stamina potions with Zhao Hai and Chen Ye. Without them, we won't make it through the next night."

Wang Ze's voice came from the direction of the statue's base.

His tone wasn't a request, but a statement, as if he were stating an objective fact.

Xia Yan sat down at Wang Ze's feet, glanced up at Jiang Ning, and said, "Yeah, don't be so stingy. What's the use of keeping so many potions if we're really going to die?"

Her voice wasn't loud, but her tone was very serious, so serious that no one could argue with her.

Jian Lan stood behind Jiang Ning without saying a word.

Jiang Ning's teammates exchanged glances but remained silent.

All eyes in the square were on Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning gritted her teeth.

He could feel the weight of those gazes. Apart from his own teammates, everyone was looking at him. Everyone knew that he collected protection money and that he had a lot of stamina potions.

"Just give us eight."

Chen Ye walked up to Jiang Ning and looked at him with a smile.

Jiang Ning's temple throbbed.

Chen Ye takes eight vials at a time, which is almost half of his current total supply of medicines.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the anger rising in his throat: "Not that many, at most six for you."

"Okay, give it to me."

Chen Ye extended his hand with a smile.

His original expectation was that he would be lucky to get two or three.

They set an exorbitant price and waited for Jiang Ning to haggle, but Jiang Ning was surprisingly generous. Perhaps she didn't care about the cost of what she had stolen.

Jiang Ning gritted his teeth, flipped his hand, and six vials of red liquid energy potions appeared in his hand.

When he handed the medicine to Chen Ye, his gaze lingered on Chen Ye's face for a second, and there was a lot in that glance.

Chen Ye took the medicine, weighed it in his hand, then turned around and walked to Zhao Hai, handing him three vials.

Zhao Hai took the medicine and put it into his storage space.

He didn't say thank you, but just glanced at Chen Ye and nodded slightly.

Jiang Ning watched as Chen Ye and Zhao Hai divided up the six red liquid energy potions, and her lips twitched again as she forced herself to look away.

"Alright, the potion issue is resolved. Let's discuss what to do next."

Jiang Ning spoke again.

"Um... I have an idea, how about we try leaving this city?"

Qin Zhaoyang tentatively expressed his thoughts.

All eyes turned to him.

Under the scrutiny of so many eyes, Qin Zhaoyang's Adam's apple bobbed: "The rules don't say that failing to return to the train after the trial will result in elimination. If we leave this city, perhaps..."

"It's no use. We can't get out. I went to the edge of the city during the day. There's a barrier. If we don't return to the train after the trial, we'll be stuck here forever."

Gu Qinghuan interrupted Qin Zhaoyang, her gaze not even turning to him, remaining fixed on the houses in the distance.

Li Zheng nodded: "Thinking about it, that makes sense. If we could get away so easily, it wouldn't be a death game."

Wang Shuo suggested, "Why don't we go back to the station?"

"The station is no different from here." Wang Ze shook his head, adjusting his posture by supporting himself on the statue's base. "There are houses outside the station, and those things will still come out of the houses at night. Besides, the station is an enclosed space; if we're really surrounded, it won't be easy to escape."

Wang Shuo opened his mouth, then closed it again.

"What should we do then? Just wait here?"

Jian Lan's voice came from behind Jiang Ning, tinged with impatience.

Silence fell over the square again.

Chen Ye did not participate in the discussion. He leaned against the lamppost, his gaze sweeping back and forth among the buildings around the square.

He noticed something, something that had been there since last night but he hadn't thought about deeply.

He suddenly spoke up: "Have you noticed that not every house has monsters coming out? All night long, only the houses with open doors have monsters coming out."