Constant Replacement

"Sir, what do you need?"

"Sir, may I ask...?"

"Gentlemen..."

The almost completely overlapping sounds kept echoing in my ears, a completely different feeling from when I was surrounded by flight attendants.

A dense malice gathered from the wisps of air, washing over Feng Xue's spirit like a raging torrent. The pairs of eyes, some calm, some bewildered, some numb, some pleading, seemed to be drawn by some force, each eyeball staring into Feng Xue's eyes in a way that ignored the carriage and all obstacles.

"Damn it!" Feng Xue immediately touched the ring on her little finger. The long-haired girl dressed as a swordsman stood beside her and spoke in a cold tone:

"Order?"

"Guards."

Knowing the characteristics of the female ghost who had been bestowed the title of Taibai Xingjun, Feng Xue didn't waste any words. After uttering two words, she immediately began to move.

Unlike the previous flight attendants, they did not lock themselves in through sensing or anything like that, and the sense of oppression emanating from each individual was no stronger than that from the flight attendants.

However, when all of these things begin to converge, it's impossible to generalize at all.

Although the sellers did not take any hostile actions at this moment, the pressure was already urging Feng Xue to take action.

He knew that if things continued like this, something bad would definitely happen, but no matter how he moved, those gazes seemed to be able to cross the void and always focused on him.

"What on earth are these things?"

Feng Xue was highly suspicious of the sellers' backgrounds, but the sense of urgency, as if the Grim Reaper's scythe was at his throat, left him no time to think.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a loud bang exploded in her ears, and Feng Xue felt her breath catch in her throat.

He could feel his body gradually stiffening, and his legs began to be pulled in some way, moving towards the car door on their own.

"They want me to get off the bus!"

Although his legs were being pulled by some force, Feng Xue did not completely lose control of his body as he had when he was surrounded by flight attendants before. Seeing that his legs were walking faster and faster, he gritted his teeth, gripped the camera in front of his chest, and took a selfie.

"Bang!"

One layer of armor shattered with a crash, and Feng Xue rolled more than seven meters down the aisle before slamming into the back of the carriage with a thud.

Before the state of his mouth and eyes closing had even subsided, he once again felt his legs begin to slip out of his control.

Seeing that he had reached the back of the car, he took a deep breath, unleashed his Lion's Roar Skill, and shouted loudly in Bell Language:

"Help!"

The terrifying sound waves, amplified by True Qi, spread outwards from both ends of the metal vehicle body, while Feng Xue forcefully took a breath, shattering her own heart meridian.

Bang!

Another loud bang, and Feng Xue was once again left with her Open Mouth, Close Eyes.

Although this state results in a significant delay after resurrection, making it easy to be pinned down, it undoubtedly prolongs the time it takes for the vendor outside the vehicle to control the player.

As Feng Xue severed her heart meridian for the sixth time, a group of Bell Person with high noses and deep-set eyes, dressed in blue police uniforms, rushed out from the vehicle's connection point. Seeing Feng Xue lying on the ground, they immediately asked:

"What's wrong?"

Feng Xue didn't explain, but simply pointed outside the car and repeatedly said "Help me!" in Bell Language.

Several police officers looked out of the car, as if they had noticed something. One of them immediately picked up his whistle and blew it loudly, while the others drew their service pistols and pointed them out of the car, shouting police commands while maintaining their firing positions.

The voices outside the car asking, "Sir, what do you need?" suddenly became chaotic, losing their almost synchronized state, and Feng Xue broke free from the strong control.

Soon, the station police gradually gathered, and the vendors gathered outside the train scattered like birds, leaving only footprints on the ground to announce that they had been there.

"I'm sorry, sir, these vendors are connected to some local gangs and might be planning something through you. But please don't worry, our local colleagues will handle things with them properly, and this train is about to depart, so they won't bother you anymore..."

The blonde, wavy-haired policewoman at the head of the group sincerely comforted Feng Xue. Feng Xue nodded, stood up, and sorted out the Internal Force she had originally intended to use to sever her own heart meridian. She also put away the self-destruct switch and straightened her collar.

Escorted back to her room by several "policewomen," Feng Xue raised her eyebrows slightly, because "Lin Jiaxin" was nowhere to be seen again.

"What's going on..." Feng Xue was worried that the girl might still have some hidden dangers, so he immediately sensed the mark on her body. But to his dismay, the mark was reacting right outside the car.

"Did it die again and enter the refresh process? Or was it 'captured' by those sellers?"

Feng Xue pondered for a moment, but her eyes fell on the half-packet of M&Ms on the bed.

Lin Jiaxin holds a somewhat special position on this train... or rather, in this carriage. Compared to Bread Girl and Mango Girl, who are "passengers" and not human, she is constantly making self-corrections.

Although this was partly due to her long-standing persecution, Feng Xue felt that as a Weird Tale, it shouldn't involve "meaningless" consumption.

Since Lin Jiaxin keeps evolving, from a human to a ghost, from other people to monsters with the same name, and even to independent individuals with different names, this series of changes is obviously not just to ensure that there is always someone in Feng Xue's carriage.

In other words, in Feng Xue's view, the fact that this Weird Tale keeps generating new Lin Jiaxin and subtly adjusting their settings must mean there's a reason why it has to be her.

At least, Mango Girl and Bread Girl haven't reappeared since they were sent to Different Dimension.

From this perspective, the fact that the vendors were able to kidnap Lin Jiaxin contradicts the original intention of this Weird Tale Main Body. In other words, these vendors and the train may be some kind of opposing force.

"It can't possibly be the predecessors who failed in the challenge before, right? There are just too many of them!"

Feng Xue almost instantly dismissed this idea. After all, Infinite City has only existed for less than fifty years. Even if you include the mediocre characters from the Hundred Tales, there are only about ten thousand of them that can become ghost Weird Tale, and even fewer that can climb to more than one hundred floors.

There were at least a hundred or so people delivering goods outside the vehicle.

Feng Xue simply refused to believe that so many powerful figures qualified to challenge the Layer Master Qualification had perished on this level.

Just as Feng Xue was pondering, the Room Door was turned again.

That familiar face appeared before him once again—

"These customers are going too far! Even if a deal falls through, there should still be courtesy! They're trying to force a sale! Luckily, the police were reliable, or we would have been in big trouble!"

Watching Lin Jiaxin pick up the half-eaten packet of M&Ms from the bed, eating and complaining at the same time, Feng Xue's eyes were cold, because he could clearly sense that the Lin Jiaxin who was Tag was still outside.