"Unless everyone on this train dies and we're all doomed, you're the most likely to survive." The fortune-teller Player winked at Xu Huo.
Xu Huo said nothing. It was unlikely that everyone would die. The Sub-districts he had visited so far rarely dealt with Stellar Pharmaceutical, but judging from what Dr. Deng had revealed, the company's different branches didn't share information. In other words, the experiment on this train might not be reported to the Game Government Base in advance. If something went wrong, the Rail Supply Department would eventually come to clean up the mess.
Of course, that was one of the better possibilities. In the worst case, as the other Players had said, the experiment wouldn't end until Stellar Pharmaceutical came to retrieve the Aliens.
"Just wait." Xu Huo closed his eyes and spoke mildly.
"Don't worry, get some rest. I'll keep watch," the fortune-teller Player said with a smile.
Car Eleven fell silent again. Before long, the Players in the other cars began taking turns resting as well.
Less than two hours later, it was ten in the morning of the following day. The sky along the tracks was still black when Car Eight suddenly erupted into a commotion. A Player had let out a sudden scream. The others in his car thought he'd been attacked, so they used their Items to restrain him and were about to search him for an Alien when he came to and insisted he was fine—he'd only had a nightmare.
The Players inspected the car and his Protective Suit. Only after confirming that everything was intact did they relax.
"Scared by a dream? You'd be better off going home to suckle at your mother's breast." In this oppressive environment, facing an unknown opponent, the Players were already on edge, and the