Mystic Dominator

Chapter 37: dress

The steam locomotive of the Industrial Revolution, Ronald had never ridden before.

However, with a personal guarantee, this trip, which is very new for young people in the 21st century, is definitely not a good outing experience.

Slow speed, boring time, and long supplies after the train arrives at the station.

Everything is seriously slowing down the travel process.

Not to mention what happened to Ronald after the sky began to dim.

——The train actually stopped on a section of railway tracks in the wild!

"..."

With his arms folded over his chest, Ronald, who was sitting in the chair, raised his eyebrows.

Not quite right—

According to the train timetable I had inquired about earlier, the Dongfeng will arrive at Burrenwich in about two hours. This is information that will never go wrong.

So why stop at this time?

If the railway is congested, the car stops too early.

If the front of the car breaks down, there is no warning before.

- So both hypotheses can be ruled out.

But apart from these two cases, what other reasons are there for a moving train to stop on the railway two hours away from the platform?

This is a steam train.

It's not a children's bicycle that can be driven and parked!

Even if someone is lying on the track in front of the train, the train driver will most likely not be able to find it, and then drive directly over without stopping.

So the current situation can only be...

"hurry up-"

"Keep your guard up, we'll go back!"

"Don't miss any movement!"

The meditation was suddenly interrupted by the sound from outside.

Leaning on his side, through the car window beside him, Ronald could see several figures standing along the railway line, obviously guarding something.

"Hey, why stop?"

"Young man, come here!"

Someone in the next carriage immediately opened the window, and was still calling for these alert people.

Unfortunately, no one responded.

For these passengers with a bad tone, the guards who are loyal to their duties didn't even look at them.

In the third box of this car, Ronald quietly watched the scene outside the car, and he didn't open the car window curiously to observe anything.

Just sitting on the chair, quietly feeling the spread of unease.

Soon, some disturbed voices from the next seat began to appear:

"Comey?"

"Why did the train stop!"

"Honey, wait a minute, I'll go out and have a look."

"My goodness!"

"Why did you stop suddenly!"

"The departure is so late, do they dare to continue to delay?"

"I'm going to Bronwich to talk a big deal!"

"Does the train conductor dare to take responsibility?"

"..."

The fault came from the complex voice coming from the ear, during which there were constant sounds of opening and closing doors.

Obviously, the stagnation of the train this time made the passengers of the whole train unsatisfied.

After all, these were voices of anger or panic.

It cannot be faked.

However, sitting calmly in the car, Ronald always felt that something was not right.

It's not the scene that I saw before me.

He might have forgotten something very important!

"..."

"Why do I suddenly feel like I'm going to lie down?"

Whispering in a low voice, Ronald began to sort out the various experiences after boarding the train in his mind.

Actually not much.

Evading fares and getting on the bus - sending Nassos away - eating in the dining car.

Although there are details in the process, it is basically a clear-cut activity route.

There is very little communication with people on the train, and neither the ticket-checking guard nor the old gentleman who accosted him during the meal would cause him any trouble.

Now that he's alone, it's impossible for Nessus to...

etc!

Sitting on the chair in the carriage, Ronald's stiff gaze gradually began to move downward.

Finally, lock it firmly at 35°.

Right at the end of his gaze, under the chair directly opposite Ronald.

A wooden suitcase was lying quietly at the moment, and even his towel was taken out from it.

"..."

"Oh, it's over."

In an instant, indescribable feelings poured out of his chest.

Ronald has reason to believe that this suitcase will become his biggest trouble today.

He even had the urge to throw the box straight out of the window.

But even after doing so, there were already people standing guard outside.

And riding in a carriage, it is impossible for him to leave his relationship with Nessus.

so......

What did this guy go out to do after he fell asleep last night?

When he woke up this morning, Nassos' sleeping position was different from last night, and he noticed that, not to mention that his hands had fully recovered their mobility!

Ronald wished that Nassos had done nothing.

But the ability that this guy has shown along the way, and the strong desire to board this train.

It seems that they are all implying themselves.

There is a high probability that this trouble will entangle yourself!

"..."

"This is not the time to hesitate."

Must do it!

Confirming that there was still no movement on the side of the compartment door, Ronald bent down and pulled the suitcase out.

Snapped-

Pushing open the wooden cover, the contents are unobstructed.

"..."

"Very...very good."

The corners of his mouth twitched, Ronald's expression almost twisted into a ball.

If he could, he could now very much hope to punch Nassos in the face.

There are not many things in the box.

Excluding the things I took out in the morning, the rest is almost clear now.

Four unused metal capsules, a dagger in a custom-made scabbard, several used **** bandages, and a piece of hardened bread.

Finally, it is also remarkable.

On the right side of the suitcase, there is a very well protected compartment. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Inside was a blue lady's dress.

The texture is soft yet elastic, and the glossy surface can be seen without treatment. In some exposed open backs, the simple yet luxurious texture decorates the edges of the dress.

Ronald can guarantee that, judging by his eyesight, this is the most valuable piece of clothing he has ever seen since transmigration.

Not to mention those high-sounding luxury car passengers outside now.

Even if I brought the dress from Ronald's ancestral home, I'm afraid it would be able to fit on a skirt.

"You guy..."

bang bang bang —

"Open the door!"

"an examination!"

Don't wait for Ronald to continue to accuse Nassos of the big trouble he left him.

There was a hurried knock on the door outside the carriage, and an order from a man with a bad tone.

Immediately, another man panicked and shouted:

"What are you doing, I'm a legal resident of Burrenwich!"

A majestic and calm male voice appeared outside: