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

"You, that building."

Jiang Ning raised her chin and pointed to a row of townhouses with gray and white exterior walls on the north side of the square.

Goryeo gripped the steel bar in his hand tightly, but ultimately said nothing and turned to walk towards the house.

"You, the one on the east side."

Lu Chen didn't say anything, and walked towards the red brick villa on the east side with his head down.

"You, the one on the west side."

Sun Yang's face was filled with fear and resentment. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but when he met Jiang Ning's cold eyes, he swallowed his words back.

He turned around and walked towards the white villa on the west side, each step as if measuring how far he was from death.

All eyes in the square were on these three people.

Chen Ye's gaze followed Goryeo's retreating figure.

She quickened her pace, and when she reached the gray-white villa, without hesitation, she pushed open the dark wooden door and went inside.

The door closed automatically behind her.

No sound.

At almost the same moment, Lu Chen and Sun Yang also pushed open the doors of the houses they had chosen and went inside.

Both doors closed silently.

The square fell silent.

Everyone stared at the three tightly closed doors.

Chen Ye brought up the system chat group, and a blue light screen unfolded in front of him.

The last message in the group chat was the one Wang Ze posted last night: "Everyone, come back first."

A minute passed.

No news.

Three minutes have passed.

No news.

Five minutes passed.

Still no news.

Chen Ye frowned slightly.

Ten minutes have passed.

The three doors remained completely still.

No messages were sent in the group.

"Have they...already...?"

Qin Zhaoyang's voice came from the side. He didn't finish speaking, but the meaning was already very clear.

"Wait a little longer."

Zhao Hai's voice was deep, and his gaze remained fixed on the gray-white villa that Gao Li had entered.

Fifteen minutes.

twenty minutes.

half an hour.

Still no one came out, and there was no news.

"There's no need to wait any longer. There's something wrong with all three houses. Either they went in and died before they could send a message, or they can't send messages from inside the houses. Either way, those houses are not safe."

Jiang Ning's expression became more serious than before; the house was dangerous, and she was now in a dilemma.

Wang Ze looked up at the three tightly closed doors, then glanced at the sky: "Should we send more people in?"

"I'll go in and take a look."

Zhao Hai's voice came from beside Chen Ye.

Wang Shuo and Li Zheng turned to look at him almost simultaneously.

"Hai-ge, are you crazy?" Wang Shuo's voice rose several octaves. "Those three went in and haven't come out yet. Aren't you just throwing your life away if you go in now?"

Li Zheng wasn't as excited as Wang Shuo, but his brows furrowed: "Brother Hai, let's think of another way."

Zhao Hai waved his hand: "If we don't find a safe place to spend the night, none of us will survive. When it gets dark and those things come out, our small number of people and our limited medicine won't last until the second night."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Instead of waiting until dark to be worn down, it's better to take a gamble now. Even if there are monsters inside, I still have a fighting chance."

Chen Ye shook his head: "Since there is danger inside the house, going in one by one would be like the Calabash Brothers trying to save their grandfather, which is not a wise choice."

"Why don't we take a gamble and all go into one house? Even if there's danger inside, we have five S-class combatants here. We can definitely put up a fight." Wang Ze's gaze swept over the people present: "What do you guys think? Anyway, I'm not in the condition to last through the night."

Without the recovery potion, Wang Ze could not return to his peak condition. He knew very well that his current state was not even enough to support him in battle.

Chen Ye glanced at Zhao Hai.

Zhao Hai nodded slightly: "No problem."

Jiang Ning was silent for about three seconds, then nodded.

Wang Ze's gaze then turned to Gu Qinghuan.

Gu Qinghuan pondered for a moment, then said, "Let's go together."

Which building should we go into?

Jiang Ning asked.

"Go into the building that Goryeo went into. She might not be dead. Goryeo still has some fighting ability among the three of them."

After Chen Ye finished speaking, he took out the newly acquired Ghost Blade from his storage space.

The black blade gleamed with a dull luster under the grayish-white light, and a faint green halo appeared and disappeared on the edge.

"Let's go, let me see what kind of weird stuff is in there."

Chen Ye walked towards the gray-white villa first.

Zhao Hai followed closely behind.

Wang Shuo gripped the fire axe tightly.

Li Zheng had already drawn his butcher knife from his waist.

Qin Zhaoyang held the Swift Wind Crossbow in his hand, loading three short arrows into place.

Zhou Yating walked at the very back of the group.

"Walk."

Jiang Ning waved his hand and led his team to follow.

Wang Ze, Xia Yan, and Gu Qinghuan walked at the back.

A dozen or so people walked in a large group toward the gray-white villa.

Only four lone people remained in the square.

They stood there, watching the figures of Chen Ye and his group of more than a dozen people grow smaller and smaller as they disappeared into the distance.

"What...what should we do? Should we follow them?"

A boy wearing a black short-sleeved shirt asked the question.

"It'll be a while before dark, let's wait and see."

Another boy in a gray coat answered.

"But they're all gone."

The third person to speak was a girl; her voice was very soft, as if she were talking to herself.

"Anyway, we can move into those houses anytime, so what's the rush?"

The boy in the gray jacket crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes following Chen Ye and his group.

When Chen Ye reached the front of the gray-white villa, he paused for a moment.

The door is dark-colored, made of wood, and has no decoration on the door panel.

The door handle is made of brass and has turned black from oxidation.

He reached out, grasped the doorknob, turned it, and pushed open the wooden door.

Behind the door was an almost solid darkness; nothing could be seen inside.

"I'll go in first."

Zhao Hai instantly metalized his hands and stepped across the threshold.

Chen Ye followed closely behind.

The remaining people entered one after another.

After the last person's figure disappeared into the darkness, the wooden door behind them closed silently.

Just as the door closed, a bright light burst forth from the darkness.

Chen Ye subconsciously closed his eyes, but his eyelids couldn't block the light. The light penetrated his eyelids, leaving a dazzling white in his field of vision.

Then the white light suddenly disappeared, and darkness returned, followed by a strong feeling of dizziness.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying in bed. Chen Ye's pupils dilated rapidly in the darkness, trying to catch any glimmer of light.

"Brother Ye, are you there?"

Qin Zhaoyang's voice came from the side.

"Qin Zhaoyang, are you sick? Why are you yelling like that in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

An impatient voice came from Chen Ye's upper bunk.

Chen Ye recognized the voice; it belonged to their other roommate, Li Ming.

Chen Ye suddenly sat up, groped around the pillow, and found his phone.

The moment the screen was turned on, the familiar light pierced my eyes.

1:47, Tuesday, June 15.

On the opposite bed, Qin Zhaoyang's phone screen also lit up.

He sat on the bed, looking as if he had just been pulled from the water, his forehead covered in cold sweat, his eyes wide open, and his lips trembling: "Brother Ye...we...we're back?"