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

Qin Zhaoyang nodded, turned around, and leaned back in his seat.

Two men were sitting in the back row.

A man in his early thirties, wearing a white shirt, with neatly combed hair and gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, looked like an office worker.

The other one, with dyed blond hair, looked to be around twenty-four or twenty-five years old, wearing a black leather jacket, with his legs crossed, chewing on something.

"Gentlemen, my name is Qin Zhaoyang, a native of train G5002. Which train were you on before? How many survival trials did you participate in?"

Qin Zhaoyang spoke very politely, with a standard toothy smile on his face.

The man in the white shirt glanced at him, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and said in a gentle tone, "My name is Jiang Shan. I'm from train G4988, and I participated in three trials."

Qin Zhaoyang nodded slightly: "You're quite impressive, surviving three survival trials."

Jiang Shan smiled slightly: "It was just luck; I was just in a good mood."

"Oh, I see." Qin Zhaoyang nodded, then turned his gaze to the blond-haired man: "Hey buddy, what about you?"

Huang Mao raised his eyelids and glanced at Qin Zhaoyang, but said nothing.

Qin Zhaoyang waited for about two seconds, and seeing that he didn't seem to be going to speak, he wasn't embarrassed. He chuckled twice and said, "Sorry to bother you."

He turned around and sat back in his seat.

"really."

Chen Ye understood.

Zhou Yating's guess just now can be basically confirmed: the earlier the number, the more survival trials one can participate in.

Their G5002 death train was the last in number, and it was the group that participated in the fewest trials.

Judging from this, he is still very strong among these people. If he participates in two more survival trials, his level will not be lower than level 9.

Unfortunately, the daily reward points for the ranking leaderboard are gone. The second place winner was supposed to get 100 points.

Just then, the train's announcement system came on again.

"Dear passengers, Death Train G5002 will arrive in Infinite City in two hours. The train will stay in Infinite City for three days. Have a pleasant journey."

The carriage suddenly fell silent, and the passengers looked at each other in bewilderment.

Chen Ye frowned slightly. The next stop had come far too quickly; they had only been on the bus for a short while.

"An Infinite City? What luck!"

A woman's voice came from the front of the carriage, carrying an irrepressible joy.

Chen Ye looked in the direction of the sound.

The speaker was a woman sitting next to Zhou Yating. She looked to be in her late twenties, with shoulder-length dark brown curly hair, wearing a beige knitted cardigan over a black undershirt.

Many people in the carriage stood up, all turning their gazes toward her.

"What kind of trial is the Infinite Castle?"

"What level of difficulty?"

"Tell me everything you know!"

The voices rose and fell, some asking questions, others directly questioning.

The young woman remained calm in the face of these voices. She stood up and said, "Infinite City is not a survival trial. You can treat it as a safe zone where you can see passengers from other trains, even high-level passengers."

"Safe zone? There are places like that? Our train went through three survival trials, we never went to this Infinite City."

Jiang Shan, sitting in the back row, pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, his tone tinged with doubt.

The young woman glanced at him sideways: "From what I learned in Infinite City last time, Infinite City is not a fixed stop. If you're lucky, you'll encounter it once after two or three trials, while if you're unlucky, you might have to go through eight or nine trials to encounter it once. My last stop was Infinite City."

"You're quite lucky, two consecutive stops at Infinite City. Does that mean we can have three peaceful days?"

Someone in the carriage asked.

"It's not a peaceful time." The young woman's tone became more serious: "It's an absolutely safe rest area. In the Infinite City, any act of aggression will be directly eliminated by the rules, regardless of who you are or what level your talent is, there are no exceptions."

The carriage fell silent for a moment.

Then someone let out a long sigh and leaned back in their seat.

"That scared me to death! I thought we were going to have another trial so soon."

"Three days... I can finally get a good night's sleep."

"I don't have to fight monsters for three days, and I don't have to live in fear anymore."

Some people even laughed out loud, their laughter filled with a sense of relief at surviving a disaster.

Chen Ye's gaze remained fixed on the young woman; she must have gone through quite a few trials.

The young woman sat down.

Zhou Yating, who was standing to the side, looked at her and said in a low voice, "Hello, my name is Zhou Yating. Could you tell me more about Infinite City? Is there anything I should be aware of?"

The young woman looked at Zhou Yating, her gaze lingering on her face for a second, then nodded: "My name is Wen Ning. Infinite City is very safe; there's nothing to be careful about. If you have a lot of points, exchange them for potions, but don't exchange them all; keep some. Infinite City, you pay for everything—food, clothing, shelter, and transportation—using points."

As soon as Wen Ning finished speaking, Qin Zhaoyang stretched his neck and leaned in from next to Chen Ye, his head almost touching the back of the seat in front of him: "Infinite City should be able to provide a decent meal, right?"

Wen Ning glanced back at him and smiled, "Yes, we can. Not only will we get good food, but we'll also have a king-size bed and hot showers."

Qin Zhaoyang's eyes lit up instantly, as if he had heard the best news of his life.

Chen Ye glanced at Qin Zhaoyang, then looked back at Wen Ning: "What kind of potion should we get? A strength potion, an energy potion, or a recovery potion? How many points will it cost to stay in Infinite City for three days?"

He had already understood what Wen Ning meant: there were other trains stopping in Infinite City, including some with earlier numbers, and it was an absolutely safe environment.

This is a place where people exchange goods and information. Transactions between passengers are priced with potions, because points cannot be traded directly.

Wen Ning's gaze fell on Chen Ye, she looked him up and down, and then said, "It's fine. You can think of the strength and energy potions as 50 points of purchasing power, and the recovery potions as 150 points of purchasing power, just like currency. As for points... keep 200 points, that's enough for three days of normal expenses."

Chen Ye nodded, leaned back in his seat, tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest, and began to quickly plan in his mind.

He currently has 1920 points. He originally wanted to save up 1 points with less spending and exchange them for an S-level selectable skill box. However, the Infinite City is right in front of him, and if he misses this opportunity, he doesn't know when the next one will come.

Currently, Zhao Hai and Wang Shuo in the team don't have attribute weapons, Qin Zhaoyang doesn't have skills, and his silver treasure chest doesn't have a key.

He had no choice but to spend the money first. Without hesitation, he summoned the system shop and exchanged two recovery potions for 300 points and 22 stamina potions for 1100 points.

I left 520 points.

How will our points be allocated?

Zhao Hai's voice came from across the aisle.