Shadow Guard: Is This My Fault?

In the darkness, the train rolled steadily onward.

Amid the rhythmic sounds of the train and tracks, Bai Zhi woke up from the darkness.

"...A train sleeper car? And I'm even stuck in the awkward middle berth..."

Quickly figuring out his current surroundings, Bai Zhi raised an eyebrow slightly.

He had expected the Core Area to be dangerous, but he had not expected it to be this dangerous. Their group had only just entered the Core Area when they were inexplicably scattered and thrown into an unknown Anomaly. That was not a good sign.

"Looking at it this way, Fufang and the others are probably in serious trouble..."

Shaking his head slightly, Bai Zhi spent roughly a minute surveying his surroundings.

He was in a sleeper carriage on a train. The lights in the carriage had been turned off, with only faint glimmers of light appearing at intervals along the corridor.

His berth was near the connection to the rear carriage, only a meter or two away. He was currently lying in the middle berth of a three-tier bunk.

Besides that, Bai Zhi spotted a highly conspicuous number 7 on the bedboard above his head.

"Seven..."

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Bai Zhi glanced to the side. On the opposite set of bunks about half a meter away, all three berths were occupied.

From where he lay, Bai Zhi could clearly make out the general situation of those three bunks.

The Passenger in the lower berth was a heavily built fat man, lying on his side facing inward. A thin blanket covered him, giving him the air of an immovable mountain.

If the Passenger in the lower berth still looked somewhat human, then the one in the middle berth had practically nothing to do with humanity.

—Lying there was an oversized