Campfire Shelter.

Chapter 79 "Train in the Fog"

"It's really similar to the snow girl in the story. The production department is also talented. Tsk, come here and let me take a closer look."

Ke Lin beckoned to the "Snow Girl" floating in mid-air, and after letting him get closer, he began to conduct further research and observation on "Snow Girl", in order to know the basics, so as to better play her role.

Nearly 10 minutes later, Colin raised the ring-wearing hand with a little fatigue, and put the "Snow Girl" who was obviously beautiful but glared at him fiercely into the ring.

This thing absorbs physical energy and energy. Although it doesn't consume much, it is also a bit tiring.

Afterwards, Ke Lin repaired the "Analytic Lens" again, and then counted all his current special props.

"Time stagnation", "Analysis lens", "turbid energy crystal block", "widowed snow woman", "revolver retrograde", "law book fragments", "ring of flame ruler", "false King", "Slave of Money", "The Power of Gluttony - Seal", "A Bone Spur Made on the Arm of a Female Cleric".
Ke Lin didn't know, but after a calculation, he found that the number of various props on his body had reached eleven.

The number of holdings can already be compared to those senior E-level or even D-level employees.

As for the quality, it is directly hanging.

Moreover, in addition to these, he still has seven or eight thousand points, and he can add new items at any time to continue to strengthen himself.

Just buying props with one or two thousand points at the beginning of the E energy level, you can buy another five or six, and those cheap items with poor effects can even buy ten!

"The task should be stable."

Ke Lin nodded secretly. After eating the pig's knuckle meal, he took a shower and lay down on the bed to sleep.

He didn't have much rest for seven days before, and he operated "Snow Girl" again. He was really sleepy.

October 24th, six forty in the evening.

Black Forest subway station in the southern suburbs.

It seemed that it had just rained, the air was fresh and humid, and there were many puddles on the road. A taxi came from afar, ran over the potholes, and stopped in front of the gate of the subway station.

The car door opened, and Colin, who was wearing a large black wool trench coat, got out of the car and looked around the old place that he had left for many years.

"It hasn't changed much, this place still looks slow"

Ke Lin raised his head and sighed with emotion. The strange yet familiar scene around him reminded him of the memory of playing life and death speed with other friends here.

When the subway station was still under construction, he and other well-behaved friends in the school formed a group to pick up unwanted "scrap copper and rotten iron" on this construction site and sell them for popsicles.
Popsicles are delicious, but people who are not quick enough usually end up miserable, and can only be taken home to eat fried meat with a whip.
However, he didn't think about it for too long. The motorcycle driver who came up to solicit customers interrupted his memory. After Colin refused their beckoning, he went straight to the gate of the subway station.

When he came here today, he also collected information about the Black Forest subway station from the Internet, but unfortunately the harvest was not very great.

Then he removed the location of the Black Forest subway station, and asked his colleagues about the "Train in the Fog".

There are quite a few people who have sat on this thing
After a brief understanding, I probably know that the experience of riding on this thing is different, but generally speaking, as long as it does not exceed three stops, there will be no major problems.

As for the mission requirement, he was only asked to sit for three stops.

After walking into the subway station, Ke Lin didn't rush to buy a ticket. Instead, he took a leisurely stroll around the subway station and took note of the layout of the subway station. :23 last subway ticket.

"Is it eleven o'clock at the latest?"

Colin put away the ticket stubs.

Then, he purposely found a massage chair where no one was around, unplugged the massage chair, put his left hand into his coat pocket, pulled out a piece of parchment, shook his hands, spread his hands, and looked at it as if no one was there.

Until 45:[-], when the broadcast began to announce the news of the last train for the first time.

In the entire waiting hall, only Ke Lin stood up.

He came to platform one alone.

"Rumble~"

The last train at eleven o'clock in the middle of the night arrived at the station on time ten minutes later.

But Colin didn't go up, and still stood still.

But, I don’t know if it’s an illusion, after the last subway train left, everything on the platform within my line of sight began to distort, the brightness gradually became pale, and the color exposure was harsh.
The atmosphere started to get weird.

"Are you coming?"

Colin squinted his eyes and noticed that the time was now eleven ten minutes, and the "train in the fog" would arrive in five minutes.

Another 2 minutes passed, and he suddenly noticed that there was some hazy haze floating in the subway station at some point. It was very light, but it made people feel strong and uneasy.

The surrounding atmosphere became more and more oppressive with the passage of time.

Time seemed to slow down.

Colin found that after the fog appeared, he began to appear easily distracted.

However, before he could think about it.

"Kang Dang~ Bang Dang~ Bang Dang~"

There was a heavy sound of a train running over the rails.

At the same time, Colin suddenly noticed that the surrounding smog was clearly visible, and everything around him seemed to be collapsing and disintegrating.

Glass, walls, signs, the air and even the dust and microorganisms in the air, and even the light, everything seems to be dissipating and assimilating into gray-white smog.

At this moment, it seems that he is not standing at the entrance of the subway station, but on an isolated island, surrounded by endless gray fog
But this is not the key, the key is the upcoming train.

"The sound of 'bang bang bang bang' doesn't sound like a subway high-speed rail or something, it's more like a train, but it's obviously a seamless track."

Colin listened.

The difference between the movement of the subway and this is not small, at least there will be no "bang bang bang bang" sound, but "rumbling". After all, this track does not have gaps like the usual train tracks.

The train made a "clang" sound while walking on the subway track. Does it mean that some kind of change has taken place in reality?

And just as Colin's thoughts diverged, a monotonous and pale train flute came from the dark tunnel opening, from far to near.

With the sound of this voice, the surrounding haze seems to be endowed with vitality, wriggling and twitching like flowing internal organs.
Soon, Colin saw a dim yellow light emerging from the darkness of the tunnel. This light was inexplicably evil, and accompanied by an increasingly clear "clang" sound, it quickly approached the platform.

Blinking his eyes, Colin was taken aback for a moment, and saw an ancient train moving slowly in front of his sight.

It seemed to stop after a few seconds.

just
Why, why did this suddenly come to me?

Colin's breath stagnated, and he shook his head vigorously, realizing that he seemed to be distracted just now?
He remembered that he should have watched the train come out, but he didn't have the memory of it coming out, as if the process from the train's emergence from the tunnel to its stop was erased or omitted by some force.

So much so that in the last memory fragment, I still saw the lights in the tunnel.
In the blink of an eye, the train has stopped in front of you.

(End of this chapter)