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

Wang Shuo pursed his lips and put down the fire axe: "What if it splits open?"

Li Zheng squatted down beside him and glanced at him sideways: "What if it still doesn't split open? Can't you use your walnut-sized brain to think about it?"

"Who are you calling a brain the size of a walnut?"

"I'm talking about you."

"Say it to your father again?"

"I'd say your brain is the size of a walnut."

Wang Shuo swung the fire axe at Li Zheng, who leaned back to dodge it.

Zhao Hai looked at the two clowns and shook his head.

"Since treasure chests are dropping, keys must be dropping too, no rush."

Chen Ye put the silver treasure chest back into his storage space, and with a flick of his hand, the silver box disappeared into thin air.

"Come and take a look quickly."

Qin Zhaoyang had somehow gotten to the window, pulled back a small corner of the curtain, and was looking outside.

Chen Ye walked to the window, Zhao Hai followed behind him, and the others gradually gathered around.

Qin Zhaoyang pulled the curtains open a little, revealing only a small piece of glass about the size of a palm.

The street scene outside peeked in through that small gap; the streetlights were still on, their orange glow swaying in the night.

On the street, the monsters that had attacked them so fiercely last night were now moving about in an almost eerie manner.

A crawling monster was dragging a corpse with its two front paws. The corpse was only half there, with its lower body missing. Its intestines were being pulled out from the severed opening, leaving a dark red trail of blood on the ground.

Another pale-skinned monster held a broom in its hand, its posture like that of a well-trained cleaner, back straight, hands gripping the handle, sweeping from the inside to the outside of the street.

Blood and bits of flesh were swept out from the cracks in the floor tiles, pooling into a small puddle, before being pushed down the drain by the next broom.

There was also an even smaller, monkey-like monster squatting on the lamppost, holding a rag in its hand, wiping the glass lampshade.

The rag danced in its hands, first wiping the top of the lampshade, then the sides, and finally the bottom.

The bloodstains and dirt on the lampshade were wiped away little by little, and the orange light shone through the clean glass, making it a bit brighter than before.

"Just like Brother Ye said, the sanitation workers came out at night."

Qin Zhaoyang's voice was kept extremely low.

"No wonder the city was spotless when we arrived, cleaner than a dog had licked it clean."

Zhao Hai stood to Chen Ye's right, his gaze shifting from the monster holding the broom to sweeping across the entire street.

The glow of the streetlights swayed in the night wind, casting long, distorted shadows of the monsters.

Wang Shuo leaned closer, squeezing between Qin Zhaoyang and the window frame, peering through the gap for a few seconds before pulling his head back and muttering, "These bastards are getting ready to scam the next batch of passengers."

Chen Ye withdrew his gaze: "Don't worry about it. They won't come into this house. We'll just wait until dawn, and this trial will be over."

Qin Zhaoyang loosened his fingers, and the curtains were completely closed.

Zhao Hai walked away from the window and found a relatively empty corner in the hall, where he sat down against the wall. He patted the spot next to him, gesturing for Chen Ye to come over.

Chen Ye walked over and sat down next to him.

Wang Shuo and Li Zheng sat down opposite each other against the wall, less than half a meter apart.

Qin Zhaoyang sat down next to Chen Ye.

Zhou Yating sat down next to Qin Zhaoyang, leaning against the wall with her legs together and her hands resting on her knees. Her breathing gradually became even.

Wang Ze and Xia Yan rested near the fireplace.

Jiang Ning's team occupied the area on the east side of the hall.

Gu Qinghuan leaned against the wall at the far end of the hall, at least ten meters away from everyone. Three silver-white throwing knives lay quietly on the floor beside her.

She took out a piece of cloth and wiped the black bloodstains off the three throwing knives one by one.

The hall fell silent.

Nothing happened that night.

……

The next day.

Six o'clock in the morning.

Everyone's system panel popped up automatically at the same time, and blue light screens rose and fell in the dimly lit hall.

Chen Ye opened his eyes.

The light screen unfolded before his eyes.

[This survival trial has ended!]

Name: Chen Ye

Survival Rating: B

[Kill Points: 1720]

Survival Points: 200

The Death Train will depart in 2 hours. Please return to the train promptly to claim your reward!

Countdown: 1:59:59

He was fairly satisfied with the score, a total of 1920 points, and would receive 1920 experience points as a reward.

"Hai-ge, how many points did you get?"

Chen Ye turned off the system panel and looked at Zhao Hai.

Zhao Hai glanced at his panel: "1450 points in total, should be enough to level up two or three times."

"I only managed to get 410 points."

Qin Zhaoyang sat up from the ground, not in a very good mood. After deducting 200 survival points, he actually only got 210 points, which he got by shooting those monsters that were about to be killed.

Chen Ye glanced at his roommate. His B-level talent was indeed too weak, and the lack of any boost to his basic attributes meant he was destined to deal no damage.

Qin Zhaoyang is currently level 2. Even if he allocates all his free attribute points to Strength, he will only have 5 points of Strength. The monsters here require about 10 points of Strength to effectively kill them.

Only skills can make up for it, but skills are scarce, let alone ranged skills that suit Qin Zhaoyang.

Chen Ye stood up from the ground and patted Qin Zhaoyang on the shoulder: "It'll be fine once you have the skills. Don't rush, we should go back to the station."

Jiang Ning had already opened the villa's gate, and he and his teammates had already gone out.

The cold morning wind blew in from outside the door.

Chen Ye strode out, and the other team members followed.

Xia Yan helped Wang Ze up, Gu Qinghuan also stood up, and Gao Li was the last to come out.

The group arrived at the square.

The pale gray light spread evenly over the city. The monsters had cleaned the streets spotless last night, just as they had when they arrived two days ago.

"I wonder how Sun Yang and Lu Chen are doing."

Zhao Hai's gaze fell on a house with its door closed; it was the same house Lu Chen had gone into yesterday.

"They're probably gone." Chen Ye glanced at the tightly closed wooden door as well. "We didn't see them in the illusion, which proves that only people who enter the same house are in the same illusion. Even if they thought of committing suicide to escape, the Dream Weaver is not something they can handle."

Zhao Hai sighed: "Now there are only about ten of us left alive. I don't know how many will be left next time."

Just then, Goryeo stepped out from the crowd.

She didn't look at anyone and walked straight toward a house with its door closed.

"Goryeo, what are you doing?"

Zhou Yating shouted loudly at her, her voice echoing in the empty square.

Goryeo paused for a moment, but did not turn around.

"You guys go ahead, I'm going home."

Her voice was calm, so calm that it was devoid of any emotion.

After saying that, she continued walking towards the house at a moderate pace.

Zhou Yating wanted to say something more, but Chen Ye stopped her with a gesture.

"Let her go."

Chen Ye's gaze followed Gao Li's retreating figure. She walked to the door of the house, reached out and pushed open the wooden door, behind which lay a bottomless darkness.

She stepped across the threshold and disappeared into the darkness.

The wooden door closed silently behind her.

Chen Ye withdrew his gaze: "She has given up. Although we don't know how long that illusion will last, at least she has seen her family one last time, even if they are fake family members."

Zhou Yating looked at the closed door, her lips moved, but in the end she said nothing.

Zhao Hai was silent for a few seconds, then turned around and said, "Let's go."

The group turned around and walked towards the Guidu North Station.

No one looked back.