Roommate Makeup

At five o'clock in the morning, the train, which was traveling across the Gobi Desert like a giant snake in the darkness, suddenly turned on its lights. One carriage after another lit up like breathing lights. Although it was still dim, it seemed to have the power to dispel everything.

Seemingly sensing the change in atmosphere, Feng Xue loosened her grip on the ghost, readjusted the thickness of her trousers, and then canceled the activation of [Darkness].

The carriage, which had been shrouded in Darkness Strength, was dimly lit by the unique light of a train. The ghost let out a silent scream, then, with a hint of relief, it disappeared weakly from the room.

The warm air blowing from the air conditioner regained its temperature, and the Hometown Tree gently trembled their leaves, blowing away all the remaining chill.

Feeling refreshed, Feng Xue stretched and silently activated the Kamen Rider Armor's self-cleaning program. If it weren't for safety reasons, he would have definitely let this monster taste the power of the Ultimate Bladder Sword.

This guy, who hasn't even practiced the Golden Chamber Iron River Chariot Six Jia Horizontal Training Fetal Protection Skill, made her understand what it means to be brainwashed by sperm worms in one go.

"Ugh, do ghosts even have brains? Never mind, I don't want to think about it."

Feng Xue shook her head and glanced at the two people in the opposite bunk. Compared to the previous female ghost, the two were obviously less attractive, but they didn't seem to be acting strangely. She didn't know if they were pretending to be stupid or if their rules were different from those of Lights Out, Ghost Pressing Bed, and Cold Current.

He lowered his gaze slightly, scanning under the table, and only relaxed slightly after confirming that the trash can was still red and empty.

As for the person in the upper bunk... he maintained a constant Circle Realm, keeping track of the other person's movements.

"According to the Travel Guidebook, it's not until after eight o'clock in winter in this lousy place. I'll sleep a little longer." After "sleeping" for four hours, Feng Xue pretended to yawn, turned to her side with her face facing outwards, and leaned against the wall of the room to catch up on her sleep.

While it's true he doesn't need to sleep, shouldn't we give others a chance to see what kind of tricks he's up to?

Unfortunately, Feng Xue's exquisite feigned sleep, which perfectly mimicked even vital signs (Great Yin Molting Technique), failed to fool any "person." Perhaps the dangers of the night ceased after five o'clock, or Weird Tale possessed another set of techniques to identify sleep and wakefulness. Of course, it could also be because as long as the rule of "needing to sleep at night" was met, nothing would happen. In any case, until the clock struck eight and a ray of morning light shone in through the window, he still hadn't encountered the next wave of attacks.

"What a pity." He muttered with slight regret, straightened his clothes, and sat up. Just then, a voice came from the upper bunk:

"Hello? Is this the train attendant? Yes, breakfast is needed in compartment 4 of carriage 7. Oh, and do you have hot towels?"

"Oh, is it coming?" Feng Xue immediately perked up, and the flight attendant in the green dress from before immediately came to mind. However, to his surprise, two minutes later, a flight attendant in a full blue uniform appeared at the door.

"Here's your towel and breakfast, passenger. Is there anything else you need?" The flight attendant handed bread, milk, and a hot towel from the trolley to Feng Xue's upper berth, asking the question while glancing at the other passengers.

As you can see, there are still quite a few loaves of bread Wagyu on the cart behind her.

"Do you have congee with pickled vegetables?" The passenger in the lower berth opposite him had just gotten up and waved to ask. After receiving an affirmative answer, he immediately ordered his food.

Feng Xue thought for a moment before saying:

"Do you have Hulutang? Meatball Hulutang, the kind with tuotuo steamed buns."

"..."

The Internal Force the carriage fell silent instantly. The attendant's professional smile froze for a moment before she politely replied:

"Sorry, this train does not serve Hulutang."

"What about crab roe buns? Hmm, or maybe Wensi tofu? Okay, that's a bit difficult. How about three-shrimp noodles? Or handmade beef balls? You must have handmade beef balls, right?"

Another silence fell, to which Feng Xue could only shake her head and say:

"There's nothing here, nothing there, I'll just eat some snacks."

After saying that, he took out a bag of M&Ms from his pocket and popped them into his mouth one by one. But out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the person in the opposite bunk who was eating porridge and pickled vegetables visibly tremble the moment he took out the M&Ms.

Strangely, the two people in the upper bunk didn't react to the M&Ms at all, which made Feng Xue somewhat suspicious.

So he pulled out a few more bags of M&Ms and said to his roommates:

"Do you want some? I brought quite a lot."

"No, I'm on a diet." The person in the lower bunk across from me immediately shook their head vigorously, while the person in the upper bunk across from me readily accepted a bag, then took out a bag of dried mangoes from their own luggage and said:

"I won't take advantage of you; we'll share the food."

"Okay." Feng Xue took the dried mangoes but didn't open them. He didn't need to explain the common sense that dried fruit wouldn't taste sweet after eating sweets. He then tossed a bag to the girl in the upper bunk before continuing to eat them.

The girl in the upper bunk who was eating bread accepted the M&Ms, but instead of returning the favor like the girl in the upper bunk opposite her, she gave an expression that said, "Consider this payment for taking up the lower bunk." She then casually tore open the packaging, popped the Maltesers into her mouth, and drank her milk, leaving the bread she had bought from the flight attendant aside.

Watching the two of them actually eat the M&Ms, which were believed to have exorcising properties, Feng Xue thought to herself:

"Although all three roommates have been replaced, they seem to be different types. The one across the bunk is probably a ghost, but we don't know what kind. As for the remaining two, we don't know if they're Fake Human or just bad teammates; we need to keep observing them."

Having made a preliminary calculation about the backgrounds of her three roommates, Feng Xue began to think about how to deal with them. First, she definitely couldn't confront them directly, otherwise she might trigger the Train Police's rules. Second, she needed to identify the points of conflict. This train had multiple different rule systems, so perhaps she could start from that aspect.

After clearing his mind, Feng Xue re-examined his three roommates, but the girl in the upper bunk opposite him, whose gaze was focused on, suddenly exclaimed and pointed out the window:

"Snow! It's snowing!"

Not only her, but almost simultaneously, similar shouts could be faintly heard from the next carriage. Feng Xue looked out the window and saw snowflakes, each the size of a thumb, falling from the sky. They did not melt on the Gobi Desert covered with gravel and sand, but piled up at a visible speed.

Patches of cold mist covered the car windows as they clashed with the car's heater, then were wiped away by the Ghost Girl in the lower bunk sitting by the window. Feng Xue glanced at the unchanged Hometown Tree, looked at the snow scene that showed no chill, and reached into her blanket to pull a small blanket out and wrap it around herself.

Seeing this, the Ghost Girl in the lower bunk immediately pouted and said, "The heating is so strong, why are you still wrapped in a blanket? Aren't you being too delicate?"

"Ah, right, right..."

The previous chapter was posted at noon, but it's under review... and the editors don't work on weekends, which is a real headache. So some details were cut, and don't ask me for the full version, there isn't one.

In addition, some people didn't believe in superstitions, so...

I Have a Two Realms Fan

Synopsis: Xu Yue obtains a Two Realms Fan that allows him to travel between the two worlds, enjoying wealth and glory.

Yeah, you can tell what type it is just by looking at the name, that's all.