Qi Xiao searched frantically and finally found the treasure chest under the bed in the bedroom.
He opened the chest.
Inside lay a revolver and a box of oil-sealed bullets, twenty in total.
Perfect, Qi Xiao took out the revolver, loaded it with bullets, and felt a significant boost in security.
At the bottom of the chest, there were three gold coins and one silver coin.
Qi Xiao pocketed these coins and left the mayor's house, returning the way he came.
...
"Wow, this car is so cool."
Wang Dalei stood beside Qi Xiao's train, nodding in admiration.
"Red, a passionate horse. I like it!"
He leaned against the window to look inside the carriage.
"So much food! Mineral water, instant noodles, what's that, a dragon fruit? No, dragon fruit is way bigger."
"And iced black tea? Wouldn't be homemade like mine, would it?"
Wang Dalei swallowed hard, "I really want some iced black tea, cold and refreshing. The homemade stuff is too sweet."
Wang Dalei took a bite from the human hand he was holding, his mouth filled with blood.
"Yuck, disgusting! This fat woman's hand is all greasy."
He threw the hand away and bent down to pick up a rock, smashing it onto the car window with a bang.
"Iced black tea, iced black tea."
The glass only left a white mark.
"Damn it, so sturdy."
Just as Wang Dalei was about to strike a second time, a gunshot rang out, and his back erupted in a red mist.
Wang Dalei staggered, his grip on the rock loosening.
"Huh, what's going on?"
Wang Dalei turned around to see Qi Xiao holding a gun.
Qi Xiao noticed his eyes were cloudy, filled with blood vessels.
His face was covered with several wounds from being pecked by chickens.
"Damn it, you shot me!"
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The gunshots spread through the village, and the zombie chickens, hearing the noise, instantly raised their heads, looking towards the source of the sound.
Qi Xiao fired four shots in quick succession, one hitting his neck, another piercing his wide-open mouth.
The other two shots missed.
Wang Dalei took two steps, his knee gave way, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud, blood bubbling from his mouth.
"Iced, iced, drink, ugh..."
His mouth twitched a few times before he fell still.
Qi Xiao shook his wrist, which was a bit numb from the recoil.
Cock-a-doodle-doo!
Oh no, the gunshots had attracted the zombie chickens!
The sound of crowing reached him, and Qi Xiao turned to see a dozen or so zombie roosters charging towards him, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"Open the door!"
Qi Xiao ran around Wang Dalei and rushed towards the train.
Just as Qi Xiao stepped into the carriage, he felt a peck on his butt.
A cold shiver ran down his spine as he quickly undressed to check.
Fortunately, there was no wound.
Qi Xiao let out a sigh of relief, only finding a hole in his pants.
He put the unbuttoned trousers back on.
At the door, the group of zombie roosters couldn't enter the train but also didn't leave, just wandered around.
These chickens run so fast, their legs must be rented!
On his way back, Qi Xiao saw the body of the middle-aged woman, her nose bitten off, one arm missing, her death extremely gruesome.
Qi Xiao knew that the man had probably been infected, and she was killed by him.
Fortunately, he returned just in time; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Qi Xiao stroked the glass that had been hit, luckily, there was only a white mark, and it hadn't shattered.
Through the car window, Qi Xiao saw the woman's train door wide open.
Thump, thump, thump.
Qi Xiao's heart raced as he checked the time, ten-oh-nine, fifty minutes until departure.
Grab the bag!
Qi Xiao reloaded the revolver, threw out a bottle of 'iced black tea' to create noise and lure away the zombie chickens.
...
In the woman's train, apart from two empty mineral water bottles and a dirty, tattered blanket, there was nothing else.
The train's screen showed it was ownerless.
[Train head and initial carriage cannot be disassembled]
[Stored items can be transferred]
[2 kg of metal, 0.3 kg of plastic, 3 kg of wood transferred to trainmaster Qi Xiao #19990526.]
This... how could she be so poor?!
Feeling like he risked his life for nothing.
Just as Qi Xiao emerged, he found that another train's originally closed door had also opened.
What's going on?
Could it be that when a person dies, the train door automatically opens?
Qi Xiao sneaked in, and in that train, apart from a few bottles of urine, there was nothing else.
He was left helpless and transferred the remaining meager supplies.
Returning to his train, Qi Xiao closed the doors and sighed in relief.
[You have new items transferred, please check.]
Qi Xiao clicked to receive and, after confirming the items had arrived, breathed a long sigh of relief.
Well, even a mosquito is meat, I suppose.
Compared to this, Qi Xiao obtained some useful information: the train head and initial carriage cannot be disassembled.
Also, after someone dies, the originally closed train door will automatically open.
Qi Xiao arranged the revolver, bullets, dagger, and broken machete before taking out the coins.
The golden train coins featured patterns of trains on both sides.
The Youji silver coin had the pattern of a chicken.
What are these currencies used for...
Oh right, check them out on the screen.
The module card from before was triggered when it came close to the screen.
[Youji silver coin detected, activate?]
[Yes/No]
It triggered indeed!
After clicking Yes, the silver coin turned into a stream of light and disappeared.
[Youji silver coin unlocked]
At the same time, Qi Xiao's personal information updated.
Upon checking, under his avatar, there was now a row of gray cartoon animal icons.
These were the twelve zodiac signs.
And the rooster was now lit up.
It seems one needs to collect a complete set of silver coins to find out what this unlocks.
However, the Train Coin, when brought close to the screen, didn't react.
At eleven o'clock, the train departed.
...
After Qi Xiao left, half an hour later, a pink train appeared in the village.
This train had twelve carriages, resembling a pink worm in overall design.
Each carriage had three round black glasses on both sides, like the worm's spots.
The carriage doors slowly opened, and a woman wearing black high-heeled sandals, a red qipao with a halter neckline, and short hair stepped onto the village's land.
She walked with her pale thighs swinging, heading towards the village.
The mayor's house.
Seeing the open chest, the woman’s face showed a hint of confusion.
Then she raised her hand to remove her red circle contact lenses, revealing pale blue eyes that emitted a faint light.
The blue light shone on the ground, revealing a series of footprints.
Following the footprints, the woman traced Wang Dalei's corpse.
At this point, Wang Dalei was at an odd angle, his mouth opening and closing, wandering with the zombie chickens where Qi Xiao's train had previously stood.
The middle-aged woman missing an arm was also there, equally transformed into a zombie.
...
"Nothing?"
The woman took off her disposable gloves and threw them, returning to the train.
Behind her, Wang Dalei, the middle-aged woman, and the dozen or so zombie chickens all had a bullet in their foreheads.
She got back onto the train and summoned a light screen.
She opened the station travel special module.
[Search linked multi-station connection for Caijia Village]
The screen displayed five stations:
[Oil Ma Bridge]
[Devil's Church]
[Qinghu Station]
[Alton Manor]
[Orange Island]
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
