At the back of the carriage, Ghost Spirit Fluid's intention to wrap up its strange claws was in vain because the other party suddenly disappeared, leaving it to look for an attack target again. After all, the cold-faced woman it had controlled just now had already seized the opportunity and ran away.
And because the short-haired slender woman who was originally the second closest to its position had long since disappeared, it quickly targeted Wang Zhifan, the closest target, and transformed into a pool of slime that silently flowed towards him on the floor.
"You came to see me, so I don't mind giving you a ride."
Wang Zhifan knows that the biggest advantage of this kind of ghost is actually its concealment. Especially in a dark car, it is very difficult for ordinary players to catch its traces. In addition, it has strong control power when getting close, which makes it very difficult to deal with.
But his perception is far stronger than that of ordinary players. Even if he can't see clearly in the dark, he can still rely on the perception Insight that covers everything. Therefore, this guy is no threat to him. Who can be hurt by a thing that doesn't move very fast and is monitored the whole time? So he sat and stood there, waiting leisurely for the opponent to approach from behind. He planned to slash at it with a knife when it was almost close, causing it to enjoy multiple types of high damage.
Time passed by second by second, and after a while, the ghost liquid flowed silently from the floor to within two meters of Wang Zhifan. At this time, he had already stood up from his seat and stood in the aisle. He raised the Thunder Dragon Rageblade in his hand, preparing to give the ghost on the ground a hard blow.
But at the moment when he struck out with the knife, something happened again. To be specific, a sharp claw appeared out of thin air behind his head and clawed at the back of his head! Surprisingly, he was the one who rescued the cold-faced woman not long ago! "Haha... I'm just waiting for your sneak attack!"
Wang Zhifan not only did not panic at all in the face of this unexpected situation, but as if he had been prepared for it, a circle of Ice Source Power erupted all over his body, freezing the claws behind his head that were attacking and freezing the Ghost Spirit Fluid in front of him who wanted to get closer. Ghost Spirit Fluid was as cold as ice, and then the Thunder Dragon Rageblade he cut out in his hand burst out with a round of Blade Aura, penetrating the frozen ghosts on the ground. Then the knife twisted, and with his powerful waist force, he slashed behind him, hitting the claw with one blow! Bah!
For a moment, the sound of something breaking sounded in the darkness, and it fell to the ground again, making a slight noise.
Although Wang Zhifan did not have Dark Vision, his unusually powerful perception still allowed him to know that his counterattack just now was only half successful. The reason was that he found that although the sharp claw that appeared out of thin air was struck and destroyed by him, it disappeared again at the last moment, leaving only a few nails on the floor.
"What on earth is this thing? It's probably not a ghost..."
He made a judgment in his mind, and several thoughts flashed through his mind, but he did not take any action. Instead, he focused his attention on the floor on the other side. At that position, the Ghost Spirit Fluid that he had just attacked successively with Ice Source Power and Blade Aura had turned into glass-like fragments. Each fragment was trembling slightly and seemed to want to be gathered together.
"You're still struggling after this... it seems like you need to work harder."
Seeing this, Wang Zhifan further increased the blessing of Ice Source Power, further freezing and suppressing this tenacious ghost, unable to even tremble.
Then he remembered that he could give this guy a life of ice and fire, so he decisively activated the power of Demon Dragon War Armor he was wearing, spitting out flames from his mouth and began to burn the controlled ghosts on the ground.
The light of the flame was also suppressed to the point of being invisible in this darkness, but the temperature of its Annihilation was not weakened at all. In a short time, under his precise control, the ghost on the floor was completely burned. I don't know if the flame can restrain this kind of liquid ghost, or if this ghost has been pushed to the limit by him, and this last round of attacks is missing.
"Easy fix."
After eliminating this powerful enemy, Wang Zhifan then returned to his seat from the aisle.
As he moved, he focused his perception forward and found that the cold-faced woman who had fled to the front of the car seemed to be turning back to face his direction, the young man with dark circles was putting a band-aid on the back of his neck, and the oily-faced middle-aged man was holding the red box and mumbling something with his lips.
"Is it her? Or is it someone else?"
Wang Zhifan immediately suspected that the one who used the claw to attack him just now was one of them, but a certain female player who has been missing until now also had some suspicions.
When he actually returned to his seat and sat down, he found that the dark carriage had completely returned to calm. The two ghosts that had sneaked in from the front and rear doors had been sealed and eliminated respectively. The sharp claw that could appear out of thin air had also been severely damaged and no longer carried out any sneak attacks. It seemed that the most dangerous time had been spent by them.
"There is still movement at the car door, but it seems to have been blocked by some force. You won't be able to get in for a while."
Wang Zhifan then focused his observation on the front and rear doors to deduce how many more ghosts might come in to entertain them, but the situation was much better than he thought. This train did not seem to intend to let more ghosts attack them in the dark.
While he was thinking this, a slender figure who had disappeared for a while appeared again in the seat behind him. He looked calm. He must have made sure that the car was safe before appearing.
"Her breath didn't change much, and her fingers weren't injured."
Wang Zhifan focused on sensing the situation of the female player and found that she might not be the person he suspected, but it was not completely certain.
"Forget it, we'll see later."
After thinking for a while, he took no further action and pretended as if nothing had happened for the time being.
The actual situation that followed became very calm indeed. No more ghosts appeared in the dark carriage, and no player walked around at will. Everyone sat quietly in their seats, and it seemed that sleep time had really begun.
"That's fine."
Wang Zhifan was actually on guard against any player having bad intentions, but since no one had this tendency, he was too lazy to waste energy. He quickly gathered his perception around himself, and then practiced Great Dream Saber Scripture while falling asleep. This can be said to be a very significant advantage of this technique. It does not require the practitioner to wield a sword or a gun, and he can slowly improve by practicing directly in the dream world.
More than half an hour later, the lights suddenly turned on, the dark interior of the car became bright again, and the pleasant female voice on the radio sounded almost at the same time.
"Dear passengers, it has been detected that many doors on this train are loose. Captains, please close the doors tightly to prevent unexpected accidents."
"Tch... it's obvious that I opened the door deliberately to let out ghosts, and why did you say that the car door was loose..."
The young man with dark circles with a band-aid on the back of his neck was the first to curse when he saw this. Then he stood up and walked to the door in front of the car. He saw that there was indeed a gap in the door, and there were several unknown beings trying to get through behind the gap, but it didn't seem to be so smooth.
"How do you close this car door? It can't be opened at all!"
He held the handle and tried it, and found that the door did not move at all and could not be closed completely.
"Perhaps the captain is needed to lock it down?"
The oily-faced middle-aged man who came from behind also stretched out his hand and tried it, and then realized that it had no effect.
"He's already locked one up!"
The cold-faced woman pointed to the back of the car. A tall young man had already easily closed the back door while the people in front were struggling.
"It seems that you are our captain, brother? Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
When the dark-eyed young man saw Wang Zhifan approaching and preparing to close the door, he suddenly realized that he had been wondering what the captain was mentioned on the radio just now, and secretly thought that their carriage had not elected a captain at all. Now it seems that this position has long been confirmed.
"He's just the one who opens the door. There's no such thing as a captain."
Wang Zhifan didn't care about this. He stepped forward and closed the front door tightly. This kind of operation related to the carriage seemed to require specific permissions, just like obtaining mission information before. This strange setting made him realize that the NPC position of captain was actually quite important. It was really convenient for him to occupy this position, as he did not have to get close to the NPC.
"Hey... the nails on the ground... are the ones that attacked my neck!"
Suddenly, the young man with dark circles noticed two nails that fell on the floor of the carriage, and stepped forward. He found that they had been cut off with a sharp weapon, but the tips were still very sharp.
"This thing also attacked me, but it happened to help me out."
Seeing this, the cold-faced woman came over and gave a few comments.
"Is it something from a ghost? It doesn't look like it."
The young man with dark circles immediately knelt down and observed carefully, judging that the two nails were not left by ghosts because they lacked that evil aura.
"Let me try."
The oily-faced middle-aged man didn't judge by appearance alone. He took out his red box and pointed it at his nails on the ground, only to find that his nails were not affected in any way.
"It definitely doesn't belong to a ghost, otherwise there would definitely be some reaction."
The middle-aged man then gave an inference.
"That means... it might have been a player who used it to attack me before?"
The young man with dark circles naturally understood the situation, and his eyes suddenly glanced at the others around him suspiciously.
But everyone looked at him with open eyes, and there was no hint of guilt. Only the short-haired, slender woman sitting quietly on the other side moved her eyes slightly, as if she wanted to say something.
"Sister, did you discover anything before?"
Upon seeing this, the young man with dark circles stepped forward and asked this player who didn't like to communicate with others, hoping that she could give some clues.
"It was definitely one of us who did it, but that's all I can say."
The female player answered immediately when she saw him asking, but she didn't speak clearly.
"Okay... It's not like I haven't experienced this kind of thing before, but I hope that person will stay calm in the back and don't get caught by me."
After hearing this, the young man did not force the female player to reveal the object of suspicion, but only gave a relatively broad warning.
"I declare once again that I strongly oppose this kind of internal strife. Such chaos will only reduce everyone's customs clearance efficiency. I hope this will not happen next time."
The oily-faced middle-aged man then said seriously. He mentioned that everyone should unite before turning off the lights, but it seemed that some people didn't give him face.
"Haha... what's the use of saying all this? Let's use our skills to find out what we can do."
The cold-faced woman also echoed, her attitude a bit negative.
Wang Zhifan on the side listened to their discussion, but did not participate. The reason was that he was not really sure who did it, and at the same time, he did not care much about his behavior, because the opponent was obviously not very strong, otherwise the sneak attack would not be fruitful.
After this episode, the train moved forward for a while, and then announced that it was about to arrive at Platform 15.
"We have to recruit some NPCs, otherwise there will be a shortage of manpower when we get to the building."
Before arriving at the platform, the oily-faced middle-aged man suggested to everyone, and his eyes glanced at Wang Zhifan from time to time.
"The NPCs are too weak, and recruiting them is a burden."
The cold-faced woman scolded him as usual and raised objections.
"It's better to recruit some people. It's good to use them to avoid traps."
The young man with dark circles thought about it, but he still tended to agree with the oily-faced middle-aged man's suggestion.
"I personally don't want to recruit more people, but whoever wants help can go down and find it later."
Wang Zhifan feels that it is more convenient to fight monsters by myself, so I don't want to involve more people.
Before they could reach a conclusion, the train slowly stopped at Platform 15. This was a rather dilapidated platform and the area was not very large. Only a few carriages near No. 666 happened to be parked nearby. The passengers waiting on the platform also looked strange. They were all wearing hooded black robes and their faces were deeply hidden in the black cloth. None of them talked or moved, which looked a bit weird.
"This group of passengers is so strange. They don't look like humans or ghosts. Their aura is similar to that of ghosts, but there are obvious differences."
When the side door of Carriage 666 opened slowly and automatically, the oily-faced middle-aged man who was observing from the nearby window immediately expressed doubts and seemed to be confused about what kind of people were coming outside. It would be fine if they were a mixture of humans and ghosts, but each of them looked like both humans and ghosts.
"This aura and outfit... why do I feel familiar..."
Wang Zhifan also had a similar reaction to him. He frowned and muttered in his heart, realizing that he seemed to have seen those people on the platform before.
Within a few seconds, these strange men in black robes outside began to take action. They seemed to have clear goals. They divided into several groups and walked towards the carriages in front, including Carriage 666 where Wang Zhifan and others were.
As these people came closer, the curious Wang Zhifan and other players gradually saw part of their appearance hidden in the hood, which was the black and rotten facial skin, the swollen nose or sunken nasal bones, and the scarlet eyes like evil spirits. However, under the terrifying appearance, they all revealed a calm and restrained aura, allowing them to show some valuable humanity in the horror.
"Hell Academy?"
When Wang Zhifan witnessed this appearance, the memories of the past came to his mind.