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Chapter 183

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This was the first time Lin Sanjiu doubted her vision ever since she evolved.

However, no matter how many times he looked at the map, the next stop would always be Mausoleum Elementary School. Originally, the second stop after Kisaragi Station had become "home."

"What do you mean? Do you really want me to get off at this stop? " Lin Sanjiu stood rooted to the ground and thought for a while. When she raised her head again, she realized that the scenery outside the bus had turned dark again. It was exactly the same as when they arrived at Mausoleum Elementary School.

Even though Lin Sanjiu didn't know how the train managed to do that, she could only grit her teeth and get off at Mausoleum Elementary School.

Compared to the weird school, this car was much more normal, but she couldn't stay in the car for 14 months without food or water.

Lin Sanjiu did not know what she was feeling at that moment. Her mind was a little confused as she walked to the green seat.

Logically, she thought that it would be better for her to sit down and conserve her energy, but she didn't want to sit down no matter what.

Lin Sanjiu turned her head and looked at the other seats. She didn't want to get close to any of them. She didn't want to get close to any of them.

"Forget it, let's look for more clues in the carriage … If it doesn't work, I'll just smash the driver's compartment open." Although it seemed that there was no one in the driver's compartment.

She grunted and shuffled slowly about the compartment, inspecting everything.

Lin Sanjiu was alone in the flickering fluorescent lights of the carriage. Outside the carriage was the endless darkness of the tunnel. Occasionally, when the train made a turn, she had to hold on to the handrail to maintain her balance.

This time, he did find many things that he hadn't discovered before.

But it didn't seem to be of much use …

"Hmm, the flattened cigarette butt means that other people have been here before, right? Why is there an advertisement flyer here … "

Lin Sanjiu felt a lot more at ease when she saw these everyday objects, which were all signs of human activity. Once she relaxed, she began to feel a little amused by the repulsion she felt toward the seat. She shook her head and forced herself to sit on a seat beside the door of the carriage. He planned to conserve his strength.

However, just as she sat down, before she had time to think about the strangeness of this world, she heard a slight noise from the train's motor, which meant that the train had come to a halt. She looked up. The train slowly slid into a station.

It had only been less than 20 minutes. Wasn't it too fast compared to the last time?

The distance between "Mausoleum Elementary School" and "Mausoleum Elementary School" was still very long. Lin Sanjiu assumed that she would have to wait for a few hours like before. She stood up and was about to alight from the car when her heart suddenly stopped.

The last time she saw Mausoleum Primary School. It wasn't in this carriage. However, after walking for four to five carriages, she still saw the main entrance of Mausoleum Primary School. The scene was exactly the same as before.

It was as if the main entrance of the school would move according to her position.

When the teachers and students saw her, they smiled even more happily.

This time, Lin Sanjiu could even see the mole on the teacher's cheek clearly.

… Because the road had disappeared.

There was a narrow road between the glass wall of the bus stop and the school. Without this road, it was hard to imagine how people could walk to the school. However, now that there was no road, the main gate of Mausoleum Elementary School was almost touching the glass wall. It felt as though the entire school had taken a step forward …

Naturally, the group of people standing at the entrance moved forward — a boy standing at the front. The boy standing at the front was so close that his face was pressed against the glass wall. His face had turned into a strange, flat lump. However, he didn't even think of taking a step back. Lin Sanjiu could still see that he was smiling under his crooked nose.

"Could it be that if I don't alight, they … will … come and … pick me up?"

A horrifying thought appeared in Lin Sanjiu's mind.

The determination she had made just now suddenly melted like snow in spring. She turned her head and looked at the quiet carriage with cigarette butts on the ground. She suddenly felt much more at ease in the train. If it was anyone else, they probably wouldn't want to alight, right?

Not alight. They might not even come … to pick me up. Was I thinking too much?

The door beeped twice as if it was urging her to make a decision quickly. Lin Sanjiu gritted her teeth and finally decided to take a step forward. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a ball of paper stuffed tightly into the seat she was sitting on. It was between the seat cushion and the back of the seat. There seemed to be some handwriting on it.

When she was sitting, she couldn't see it due to the angle. If she hadn't hesitated for a long time at the door, she would have missed it. She was afraid that she would have missed it.

Lin Sanjiu's heart skipped a beat. She felt like a student who had finally found an excuse not to go to school. She ran away from the door of the car. Just as she reached her hand into the seat, the door closed once again.

The teachers and students on the other side of the glass wall didn't seem to be disappointed. They were still smiling. However, as the train moved forward, their eyeballs slowly moved to the limit of their eye sockets.

Lin Sanjiu only heaved a sigh of relief when she could no longer see the school. She felt that her fingers had caught the ball of paper, so she quickly pulled it out. Due to her carelessness, she tore the edge of the paper.

The paper was very thin, and it looked like it was torn from a newspaper. Sure enough, she could see some handwriting on it.

Lin Sanjiu quickly opened it.

When she saw the words, she immediately heaved a sigh of relief. It was written in Chinese.

Lin Sanjiu looked at it again, and a chill ran down her spine. She felt a lingering fear in her heart.

"Don't get off! Don't get off! "

It seemed to be a girl's handwriting. The handwriting was messy, as if she had written it in a hurry. The second word "train" had been torn off. There was obviously another half of the paper, but she had no idea where it went.

"Don't get off —"

For a moment, that was the only sentence that echoed in Lin Sanjiu's mind. The cold wind kept hitting her body. She raised her head in a daze.

If it was possible, she didn't want to get off the train either. Even though food and water were scarce, with the [Vending Machine], it wasn't a pressing problem.

The pressing problem was —

She stared fixedly at the train route map.

The next stop was still "Mausoleum Elementary Station".

[What if the teachers and students get closer this time?]

And … She couldn't help but think of something that made her feel annoyed.

[Obviously, the girl who wrote didn't get off the train … Where is she now? What happened?] (To be continued.)

[PS:

[Thank You for the Slanting Moon Amulet, another amulet from Lonely Chimney, two pink cards from Creditor the Fat Cat, a sachet from Seafood the Old Grandpa, another amulet from Fading Black!]

[Ever since I posted the article yesterday, I have been waiting eagerly. Until today, there hasn't been a single comment suggesting that I stop updating in May.] [Do you guys know that there are 31 days in May? Didn't we agree on this? If you guys want me to stop updating, I will decline. After two rounds of pushing back and forth, it would be impolite of me to stop updating …]

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