What, This Weird Tale Can Fix Bugs?

The two roommates got out of the carriage one after the other, seemingly intending to buy something, while Feng Xue remained leaning against the window, quietly watching the snow-covered grassland outside, as if she were a sheep that neither eats nor drinks.

Along the railway tracks running side by side, "women" dressed in thick fur robes began to appear. Most of them carried baskets, and occasionally one could see cargo boxes resembling cigarette clips hung around the necks of cigarette vendors, like those seen in films from the Republican era.

They varied in age, the youngest looking no more than eleven or twelve years old, but considering that Caucasians tend to look older, this child was probably even younger.

"Sir, would you like a cigarette?" A young girl, whose true gender was unknown, walked over with a cigarette holder slung over her shoulder. Feng Xue felt the same sense of crisis he had experienced at the train station before. His eyes swept over the cigarette holder and found that the places where cigarettes should have been placed were actually occupied by girls, no bigger than the palm of his hand and no bigger than the thumb, dressed in brightly colored cigarette-themed outfits.

"Hiss..."

Feng Xue remained calm and shook her head at the girl, saying:

"Excuse me, I don't smoke."

"..." Upon hearing this, the girl showed a slightly disappointed and pitiful expression, then politely said:

"Excuse me, sir, I'm sorry to bother you."

After saying that, the young girl, with her cigarette holder slung over her shoulder, walked towards the next window in the blizzard and cold wind.

That desolate and forlorn figure was enough to stir pity in anyone with a conscience. However, Feng Xue had already realized that the whole box of cigarettes contained "living things," had confirmed the identity of the cigarette seller. She forcibly suppressed her restless and unnatural pity and coldly watched the blizzard fall harder and harder.

"Sir, would you like a newspaper?"

"Sir, would you like some snacks?"

"Sir, would you like some bullets?"

Various female vendors walked past the window, and not all of their goods were living beings that could be distorted by Gynomorphic Filter. However, Feng Xue did not intend to gamble on whether those bullets, USB drives, and the like might have other hidden traps. To be honest, someone who could brave the heavy snow to sell USB drives full of pornographic films at the train station was indeed a genius.

As for bullets...

The only explanation, I suppose, is that "this is abroad."

It's overseas, after all.

Feng Xue was inwardly criticizing the complicated composition of this train when the room door suddenly opened, and her roommate walked back in. However, the Ghost Girl who hadn't returned before was now following behind the two of them.

As we walked, we heard the Bread Girl complaining:

"The snow is falling so heavily, my shoes are all wet."

"You definitely need to wear long boots to take this train this time of year, or at least bring rain boots. Don't you even do some research online before you travel?" Mango Girl rolled her eyes and plopped down on the lower bunk of Ghost Girl.

Bread Girl walked to Feng Xue's side, reached down from the upper bunk to retrieve her suitcase, pulled out a pair of tall boots, and, as if she hadn't seen Feng Xue, sat down on the edge of his bed. While taking off her waterlogged shoes, she said:

"I did bring them, but it's so troublesome to get in and out of bed with boots on. I didn't expect the snow to accumulate so quickly."

The last foreign Ghost Girl to walk in chuckled upon hearing this, and lifted her foot, which was covered in a plastic bag, and said:

"I was smart. When I got to the station entrance and saw the heavy snow outside, I immediately asked the train attendant for two big plastic bags. Well, they just didn't look very good in the photos."

"You're really cunning!"

Upon hearing this, Mango Girl pounced on Ghost Girl and started playfully fighting with her, creating a harmonious atmosphere like best friends in a dormitory. However, Feng Xue found it all rather awkward.

"Dear passengers, this train is about to depart again. Passengers who have not yet boarded, please return to your seats as soon as possible and wait until the train has reached a stable position before moving. If you have any special needs, please ask the train attendant for assistance..."

As always, the announcement rang out, and the salespeople pacing back and forth outside the window gradually dispersed. However, Feng Xue frowned slightly because there was a strange sense of incongruity about the Ghost Girl who was playfully fighting with Mango Girl.

It's like something's not quite right.

"Calm down, let's regroup..."

Feng Xue glanced at the other two, but found they showed no signs of anything amiss. He then realized the problem—

The Ghost Girl is missing something!

It wasn't her own stuff, but rather the Admission Letter that Feng Xue had sent out earlier. Presumably because it had "her" name on it, the three business cards weren't carelessly thrown away by her three roommates. At this moment, Bread Girl and Mango Girl could feel the presence of the Admission Letter on their bodies, but Ghost Girl no longer had it.

If it were just lost, that would be fine, but the problem is that even though it was eaten by the trash can, dragged out of the window by a bird, or made into a snack by the flight attendant, every time she came back, that business card was still hanging on her!

"Mr. Feng, is there something wrong with me?" Suddenly, the Ghost Girl's eyes met Feng Xue's, and as their gazes met, she naturally asked.

Feng Xue felt a chill run down her spine. Seeing her two "pig teammates" suddenly notice her, Feng Xue suppressed her confusion about the "little blanket" failing and pulled a business card from her pocket, saying:

"You're Lin Jiaxin, right? When you went out just now, you left behind a business card with your name on it. Can you check if it's yours?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Jiaxin shook her head immediately without even looking at it and said, "No! I'm already a junior in college, this isn't mine!"

"Ah, isn't this the one we found when we got on the bus? I have one too!" Mango Girl pulled out her Admission Letter, frowning as she said:

"I've been working for two years, this must be someone's prank, right?"

Feng Xue thought to herself that it was strange. She sensed the School Hell again and confirmed that Lin Jiaxin "herself" should still be in the first year of high school. She was quite surprised.

The three of them weren't affected by the Admission Letter before, but why is the Ghost Girl afraid to accept business cards now that she's back? And she's the first to break through the Little Blanket Ignore Halo. No, maybe it's not a breakthrough, but rather that this Ghost Girl is fundamentally different from the Ghost Girl who died more than ten times before.

The reason she hesitated to accept the business card was likely because it might be useful to her; in other words...

The current "Ghost Girl" (referring to a woman from overseas) can be identified by her real name as Lin Jiaxin.

"Interesting..." Feng Xue pondered the differences between the two situations. Although it was only a small change, in Supernatural Tale World where setting the setting was the highest priority, this was not an issue that could be ignored.

From a setting perspective, the previous Ghost Girl who kept dying was supposed to be "disguised as Lin Jiaxin," while this Ghost Girl is "Lin Jiaxin." But in this case, she has an additional weakness: she is vulnerable to Phantom Object attacks that target Lin Jiaxin.

What's the point of this?

While pondering, Feng Xue casually placed the business card on the table, without intending to throw it away. Instead, she pulled a Guitar Case from under the bed, took out a mahjong set, and said:

"Since we've got nothing else to do, why don't we play cards?"

The train the protagonist rides on has a real-world counterpart, and I also referenced it regarding the timetable and stops. However, since it's still in operation, I won't mention its name. In short, just know that there is a real-world sightseeing train that traverses three countries and takes six or seven days to complete.

Incidentally, in reality, this train has now discontinued its Soft Sleeper, offering only deluxe Soft Sleeper for two people and hard sleeper berths for four people without air conditioning, making it more suitable as a sightseeing train.

By the way, this truck used to be a favorite among traders; they traded canned goods for rifles and all that. Those who know, know.