The door of the train opened …
Fatso, Jie Ling, and Gongzi Hai all looked at the train.
The crowd began to move forward. Obviously, the mentality of avoiding danger could not overcome the instinctive greed in the depths of human hearts.
The only people who went against the trend were five people.
Fatso, Jie Ling, and the two Westerners who had returned to the platform by lying on the train.
The two Westerners, a man and a woman, also subconsciously retreated to the exit.
Fatso looked at them, then at the train, and asked softly, "Sissy, did your sister contact you before?"
"Yes," Gongzi Hai admitted.
"What did she say?"
"She told me not to go there. It will be ugly," Gongzi Hai replied.
"She told you not to go, but you still went. You are setting your sister up," Fatso muttered.
"But …" Gongzi Hai wanted to refute, but he did not know how to say it. In fact, he knew that Fatso knew what he meant, but he still deliberately mocked him.
Gongzi Hai could see that Fatso was in a bad mood because of Su Bai.
"He thinks it's because Lychee is a brother and sister, so he's being sarcastic. It's not convenient for him to tell you that I'll die on the train, so you should hurry to the train station and get the things I left for you," the reporter said.
"Hehe." Fatso suddenly laughed. "Do you know your sister well?"
Gongzi Hai looked at Fatso. "Are you trying to say that you know her better than I do?"
"She's afraid that you'll be tainted by her karma, so she basically doesn't care about you. However, I've done a lot for her. If Lychee really thinks she's going to die on this train, she definitely won't tell you shyly that it's too ugly. Instead, she'll tell you that she's going to die and that you should hurry up and take the money she left for you."
Fatso said with a solemn expression.
"This is interesting. I think Lychee wasn't being sarcastic."
On the other side, the two Western listeners were also whispering to each other. They had even deliberately set up a barrier to prevent eavesdropping.
The door opened, but after waiting for ten minutes, no one came out.
On the other hand, the audience started to get excited. Obviously, if those big shots walked out of the car, everyone could only line up and applaud.
"Welcome, welcome, a warm welcome! Welcome home heroes! The people of your hometown will never forget you! "
If there were no big shots coming out, it seemed to mean that the big shots who came back were now dead in the train. Their artifacts, their totems, and even their corpses were priceless treasures to the audience!
However, everyone was still waiting.
Yes,
Be sure,
Make sure.
He wanted to confirm that something had really happened to the train!
"I think it's going to get worse." Fatso bit his lip. "I don't know where Da Bai fell. The train door opened, but no one came out. No matter how you look at it, this is not a treasure hunt program."
"Hehe," Jie Ling listened to Fatso's analogy and smiled. "Does it look like the Great Escape?"
"A little." Fatso nodded. "A group of people who thought they could hunt for treasures ran over and became the targets of the hunt."
At this moment, Gongzi Hai said, "What is an existence that can hunt a group of senior listeners?"
Obviously, Gongzi Hai did not believe Fatso's words. Yes, there were a hundred senior listeners gathered here. Even if there were senior listeners here, they would be blasted to pieces by everyone.
"Why did the broadcast ask these big shots to go to that place?" Fatso asked. "Could it be that they're going to treat them to tea, dinner, and travel?"
"You mean, in this train, there might be …" Before Jie Ling could finish, there was finally a listener who could not hold it in any longer and directly rushed into the train door.
A stone stirred up a thousand ripples. Seeing that someone had taken the lead, more than twenty listeners from the East and West immediately followed suit.
This train had ten carriages. At this moment, the doors of six carriages were open.
"F * ck, so excited!" Fatso was obviously a little surprised.
"I just heard it. It seems that the few people at the front just approached the train. Through the window, they saw the bodies of the big shots lying on the seats," Jie Ling said.
"You old schemer." Fatso glanced at Jie Ling. "We'd better retreat. Don't forget what we saw just now. Those big shots were sitting comfortably inside, drinking tea and chatting."
Fatso was the best at adapting to the wind. He was greedy, but he was always able to maintain a very critical level of sobriety. Otherwise, he would have died many times over. At this time, it was obvious that the degree of strangeness of this train had exceeded their expectations. The disaster it might bring was also much higher than expected. Therefore, at this time, the best choice was to retreat and leave through the ticket gate.
"Retreat."
Jie Lin agreed to Fatty's suggestion. He took out the ticket, turned around, and walked to the exit next to the ticket gate. He inserted the ticket into the slot, and then the ticket popped out from the other gate. The fence was opened, and Jie Lin walked in directly. His whole person disappeared from the place. He really didn't hesitate at all.
Fatso looked at Gongzi Hai, who was obviously still hesitating. He gritted his teeth, took out his ticket, and stuffed it into the ticket gate. Then, he passed through the fence and disappeared.
Gongzi Hai was still holding the ticket in his hand. He was still hesitating.
Let's wait and see.
Let's wait and see.
Gongzi Hai was really unwilling to leave just like that. He had actually been looking forward to obtaining his sister's inheritance and his sister's belongings. However, the situation in front of him was too different from what he had imagined.
Su Bai had teased him before, saying that he seemed to be more looking forward to his sister's death. In fact, that was indeed the case.
Compared to a sister who was usually indifferent to him and could not take care of him, perhaps inheriting her things after she died was the most beneficial thing for him as a listener.
After all, inheriting a dead person's things, even if it was his sister's things, even if it was something that his sister deliberately left for him, would not be considered karma. Because his sister was already dead.
Finally, someone got out of the train, and got out in one piece.
Seeing this scene, Gongzi Hai let out a long sigh of relief. It seemed that Fatso and the judge were a little too careful. Moreover, at this time, Gongzi Hai also noticed that the two Westerners had also left the station with their train tickets.
The people who came out of the train were all holding one or two dolls in their hands. From a visual estimate, there were about a dozen people holding dolls in their hands. There were about twenty to thirty dolls in their hands. The people who entered first had the most dolls. It was already not bad if the people who entered later could get one.
However, it was obvious that …
The word "disappointed" was written all over their faces.
In the train, there were no corpses of the big shots, nor were there any magical artifacts of the big shots. There were only dolls placed on the seats.
Moreover, according to the audience's own observations, these dolls could barely be considered as a type of magical artifact. However, they seemed to be a low-level illusory magical artifact. They weren't even qualified to be used as substitute dolls. Usually, experienced people wouldn't use such things and would casually gift them to low-level listeners.
Everyone had prepared for such a long time and waited for such a long time, and this was all they got?
The people who got the dolls felt indignant. Since they had the chance to be the first to eat crabs, it was enough to prove that they were lucky enough today. Luck was on them. Why did they only get a few dolls?
The people who did not get the dolls calmed down. Seeing that they only got these broken things, it was not a loss for them. However, there should be some good things, right?
Sometimes, the human mind was very complicated, but sometimes, it was very simple.
Even if the audience could be called gods in terms of strength and ability, they were, after all, still human in nature. Of course, there was not much difference in temperament between humans and gods. The gods in ancient Greek mythology often had family conflicts. In China, there were also myths about the Cowherd and the Weaving Maid and the Lotus Lantern.
"There are still four carriages that have not opened!"
Actually, there was no need for this audience member to shout. The eyes of the rest of the audience also fell on the other four carriages that had not opened. No, to be exact, those four carriages were very strange.
Because it was not that they had not opened, but that they did not have a door at all.
…
"Hiss … hiss …"
The skin on Su Bai's body was growing back. His lips, nose, and ears that had been bitten were also recovering. This feeling was naturally very painful.
At this moment, Su Bai, who had more than half of his blood sucked out, had recovered from his external injuries.
He was really an arrow at the end of its flight.
He sat on the chair, surrounded by dense sarcomas. Fortunately, in front of Su Bai, there was still the young man in the shirt who looked like a human sitting there.
"Can you tell me why?" The young man in the shirt looked very confused. "From your previous spiritual activity, I sensed that you believed in my promise not to kill you."
"Have you always been imitating humans?" Su Bai asked.
The young man in the shirt nodded.
"Why?"
"Because humans are very interesting," the young man in the shirt said.
"Then, I would rather be eaten by you than break this glass. Is that also very interesting?" Su Bai asked.
The young man in the shirt pondered for a moment, and in the end, he had no choice but to nod. "Indeed … very interesting."
"How should I put it? I am actually a very selfish person. When I do things and consider things, I start from my own point of view. Sometimes, I don't even look at the benefits. I just want my own comfort, my own pleasure, and my own satisfaction.
I want to survive, because death is a very boring thing.
But I don't know how to put it. I know that if I break this glass, when you guys get out, God knows how many lives will be consumed. Even the advanced audience members might not be able to stop you. Cities, villages, hehe.
I just feel very uncomfortable.
In the past, when I watched movies, I felt that the plot of sacrificing oneself for the world was very melodramatic. But when it happened in front of me, I suddenly felt that I was actually very melodramatic. "
"This is a kind of self-sacrifice for the reproduction of our race, for the safety of our race, for the inheritance of our race …" The young man in the shirt tried to analyze Su Bai's mentality.
The surrounding sarcomas started to become impatient. They clearly craved for blood and food. Since Su Bai did not help them break the glass, they would just eat him. At least, the feeling of eating knowledge and souls was very pleasant.
Su Bai pointed at the surrounding sarcomas. "They can't wait to eat me?"
The young man in the shirt nodded. "Yes, I'm sorry. Not everyone of my race likes to study humans like I do."
"That's good. You live too tirelessly. They live so carefreely. I'm quite like them."
Su Bai smiled and looked at the sarcomas around him.
"According to the knowledge and vocabulary that I've learned, your behavior can be called … 'great', right?"
The young man in the shirt asked as he stood up. His body was also gradually elongating. Clearly, his patience was running out. After asking this question, it was time for Layton's last dinner.
Su Bai also stood up and reached out to touch his phone. It had already been chewed to pieces.
"Hehe, it would be even better if there was a background music at this time. Forget it, great it is. Although I never thought that I would die a great death in the end, it is already a very dignified way to die.
Oh right, I have another request. I hope that you can satisfy me on account of the fact that we've been sitting here for so long discussing a topic that is as boring as a kindergarten question. "
"Speak." The young man in the shirt stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.
"You can keep my pack of cigarettes." Su Bai asked.
The young man in the shirt was stunned for a moment. He retracted his neck and reached out to suppress the surrounding sarcomas. A pack of cigarettes and a lighter appeared in his hand and he passed them to Su Bai.
"I knew you would keep my cigarettes."
Su Bai remembered that the young man in the shirt had told him that he had never experienced the feeling of smoking because he did not have a real body.
Su Bai took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it with the lighter.
"Is this a ritual for yourself before you die?" the young man in the shirt asked.
Su Bai looked at this curious baby. He did not know why. He was clearly going to be eaten, but he felt that being eaten by this young man in the shirt was much more emotionally acceptable than being eaten by that Western vampire.
"No, I just want to show off before I die. When I exhale this smoke, you can start eating me."
"Just like how you knew that the consequences of refusing to break the glass would be to be eaten by us, but you still endured the pain and used your bloodline ability to restore your skin and facial features that we had just eaten?"
Su Bai thought about it. "More or less."
Then, Su Bai took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the white smoke.
Before he finished exhaling,
"Pa … Crash …"
The car window shattered at this moment,
The audience outside immediately shouted, and it was an Eastern audience who shouted because he was speaking Chinese, "F * ck, someone has beaten us to it!"
"…" Su Bai.
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