The steam locomotive headed straight for Wang Congyang. When it reached Wang Congyang's side, Wang Congyang leaped up and grabbed one of the steam locomotive's metal handles. Then he stuck his body to the outside of the carriage and headed north with the steam locomotive.
Wang Congyang heaved a sigh of relief. But when he turned around, he was surprised to see Ren Xiaosu running at full speed at the back of the train!
What the hell?!
Why was there someone following him?!
When Wang Congyang was running away, he did not notice that someone was following him. Moreover, he did not think anyone would notice him either.
But when he turned around and saw Ren Xiaosu, he frowned.
At this moment, the two of them were truly in a one-on-one battle. Wang Congyang wondered if he should steer the steam locomotive back to kill Ren Xiaosu. As one of the earliest people to become a supernatural being, his physical fitness was definitely better than Ren Xiaosu's!
But after careful consideration, he gave up on this idea.
Although he was one of the earliest people to become a supernatural being and his physical fitness was definitely the best among them, he could not guarantee that Ren Xiaosu would have any trump cards up his sleeves.
Wang Congyang was not willing to take this risk.
He grabbed onto the steam locomotive with one hand and calmly turned around to look at Ren Xiaosu. It was as though he wanted to imprint Ren Xiaosu's face into his mind.
A strong gust of wind blew past him, causing his clothes to flutter non-stop.
Wait a minute … Wang Congyang suddenly realized why Ren Xiaosu was getting closer and closer to him.
He had a bad feeling about this and quickly steered the steam locomotive forward with all his might. He wanted to get rid of Ren Xiaosu completely.
During this period, Wang Congyang had been very unhappy. He quickly became a bandit leader after arriving here, which was pretty good.
But not long after, he discovered that the influence of several consortiums in the valley was so complicated that even being a bandit was stressful.
He wanted to get rid of Ren Xiaosu, but Ren Xiaosu joined forces with Xu Xianchu to defeat the bandits under him.
Now, he just wanted to leave this place, but Ren Xiaosu was chasing after him like a ghost.
Wang Congyang took out his pistol and shot at Ren Xiaosu, but the distance between them was too far. Ren Xiaosu was not within his effective shooting range.
However, Wang Congyang was suddenly overjoyed, because he found that Ren Xiaosu's speed was gradually slowing down. He was probably running out of stamina!
Should he take advantage of the time when Ren Xiaosu's stamina was exhausted and kill his way back?
Forget it, forget it, just in case there is a trap!
Sure enough, just as Wang Congyang decided to give up on killing his way back, Ren Xiaosu saw that he wasn't fooled and chased after him again.
The two of them were calculating. As soon as Ren Xiaosu sped up, Wang Congyang gritted his teeth and sped up as well.
In fact, Ren Xiaosu had long cursed Wang Congyang in his heart. There was a limit to his endurance.
This steam locomotive was traveling at about the speed of a normal train, so its maximum speed was about 120 kilometers per hour.
Meanwhile, Ren Xiaosu's current Strength and Dexterity were slightly more than three times that of a normal person, so his speed was only slightly over 100 kilometers per hour.
But there was a limit to a human's endurance! It was the same even for Ren Xiaosu!
Ren Xiaosu had repeatedly tried to trick Wang Congyang into turning back, but this bastard was too shrewd and cautious. He did not fall for it at all.
"Forget it, I'm not going to chase after him anymore!"
Ren Xiaosu was panting as he prepared to stop in his tracks. He wanted to activate City Crusher to give chase, but the problem was that City Crusher only lasted for 30 seconds. Furthermore, the nanomachines had not been fully charged yet. What if he caught up to Ren Xiaosu and ended up getting beaten up?
The shadow clone was still helping Jin Lan and the others kill their enemies. Without it, who knew how many more of Jin Lan and the others would die!
Therefore, Ren Xiaosu decided to give up. There was still plenty of time for that.
But he suddenly remembered he still had something he needed to do!
Ren Xiaosu said to the palace in his mind, "Use the Perfect Skill Duplication Scroll!"
At this moment, the palace suddenly replied, "It's out of range."
Ren Xiaosu was taken aback. "What's the effective range?"
"500 meters!"
Ren Xiaosu looked at the distance between them and decisively activated City Crusher to give chase. When Wang Congyang saw this, he was scared out of his wits. How could Ren Xiaosu be so fast?!
But before he could think of a way to deal with it, he saw Ren Xiaosu turn around and run after him!
Wang Congyang gradually disappeared into the distance on the steam locomotive. He could not figure out what Ren Xiaosu was up to! He clearly had the strength to chase after him, so why did he stop?
How could he know that Ren Xiaosu could only last for those 30 seconds? If he did not run after the 30 seconds were up, was he just waiting to get beaten up?
At this moment, Ren Xiaosu heard the palace say in his mind, "Randomly extracting the target's master-level skill or superpower. If you do not have the corresponding advanced skill after extracting the master-level skill, you will not be able to learn it."
"You've extracted the superpower, Steam Locomotive. Do you want to learn it?"
Ren Xiaosu was ecstatic. "Learn it!"
Previously, Ren Xiaosu had been worried that he would get some trash skill. But he did not expect to get the other party's superpower!
All the depression he had felt in the past was swept away. It was as if all his bad luck — things like rope skipping, mahjong, trickery, and so on — had left him.
But in an instant, Ren Xiaosu was stunned. Could this be Yan Liuyuan's luck boost? If that was really the case, then Yan Liuyuan would probably suffer a backlash, right?
But what would the backlash be? Would it be dangerous?
Thinking of this, Ren Xiaosu felt like retreating. He wanted to go back and check on Liuyuan.
Perhaps he could find a chance to bring Yan Liuyuan and the others out into the wilderness? But he did not know when Qing Zhen would make a move to save Luo Lan. It shouldn't be too far away now, right?
At this moment, Yan Liuyuan was sitting in the yard playing Fight the Landlord with Wang Fugui and the others. He looked at the scattered cards in his hand. There were no 7s in his hand, and the biggest card he had was a K. He fell into deep thought.
He was not just unlucky with this hand, but he had been unlucky all night!
Seeing that Wang Fugui, who was sitting next to him, had played him four Springs in one night, all the bad luck he had lost from the backlash had been added to Wang Fugui!
"He shouldn't have encountered anything particularly dangerous, right?" Yan Liuyuan muttered.
"Ever since my brother's nanomachines could block bullets, it doesn't seem like he's suffered any serious backlash.
"But if bad luck comes with a backlash, then what kind of situation did my brother encounter?"
Yan Liuyuan glanced at the poker cards in his hand again. "What a sin …"
At this moment, neither Yan Liuyuan nor Ren Xiaosu realized that their powers were invisibly complementing each other. Without Ren Xiaosu, Yan Liuyuan would have suffered from the backlash of the curse. Without Yan Liuyuan, Ren Xiaosu probably would not have been able to successfully draw the steam locomotive.
In the wilderness, Ren Xiaosu tried to summon that strange train. Black smoke appeared out of thin air, and a black steam locomotive appeared out of thin air.
The sound of metal clashing was especially pleasant in the wilderness. With a whoosh, the steam locomotive's chimney spewed out black smoke. However, Ren Xiaosu was stunned.
He carefully counted the carriages behind the steam locomotive. Wang Congyang's steam locomotive only had four carriages, so why did he have 16?
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