Arrival

What Sun Hang found most incomprehensible was that he could not sense the slightest trace of anomalous energy from this "passenger."

This was clearly not something that could exist in the normal world. Even someone with only the shallowest understanding of anomalies would unhesitatingly identify it as one...

Yet in this carriage saturated with anomalous energy, this "passenger" had become a "clear stream" untouched by the memetic contamination.

And it was not just this "passenger." Sun Hang could not sense any anomalous energy from the other "passengers" in the other carriages either.

"Could these 'passengers' just be decorations in the carriages? Props to set the mood?" As Sun Hang pondered this, the passenger suddenly shifted posture, propping its elbows on its knees and clasping its hands beneath its chin... The pose was almost identical to that of an exhausted office worker who had just gotten off work.

"Uh... hello?" Sun Hang raised a hand and greeted it.

But it showed no reaction at all, as though it had not heard Sun Hang's voice.

Summoning his courage, Sun Hang walked over and waved his hand before its blurred face, but it continued to ignore him completely.

"Hey, man, can I ask you something?" Sun Hang made as if to pat it on the shoulder, only for his palm to pass directly through its shoulder.

These "passengers" were merely massless projections. They did not truly exist, which explained why Sun Hang could not sense any aura belonging to them.

"So that's what the 'ghost' in Ghost Train means?" Sun Hang simply sat down where the "passenger" was and struck the exact same pose, making himself completely overlap with the phantom.

Though "completely overlap" was not entirely accurate. Sun Hang's build still differed somewhat from the phantom's. The other figure was taller than