Hugo Has Arrived (4)

On a train traveling from Venice to Vienna, Hugo slowly regained consciousness. He instinctively touched his nose; no blood seeped out. It seemed he had "succeeded."

However, the conductor said with an impatient look, "Is this your first time on a train?"

Hugo nodded.

"Next time, don't cover your mouth and nose while the train is moving! You'll suffocate! At the very least, don't drag so many people down with you!"

Having said that, the conductor stormed off in a rage.

Afterward, Hugo realized that nothing seemed to have happened, and he muttered to himself, "How magical!"

Thus, after bidding farewell to the people he had shared the carriage with, Hugo left the fourth-class carriage.

The third-class carriage was still very noisy, but at least it was free of the stench of excrement, and there was no need to worry about being knocked over by sheep.

Moreover, there was light here again; although the windows were small, the scenery outside was beautiful.

"What a beautiful country!"

Hugo sighed with genuine emotion, though he soon discovered a problem: the scenery outside seemed to have become tilted.

A bad premonition arose in Hugo's heart. He hurriedly found a window and poked his head out, only to be shocked to find the entire train climbing a small mountain.

"Good heavens! We're going to fall off!"

The people around him looked at Hugo with puzzled expressions, but the latter said urgently.

"There's a cliff ahead! Everyone, get down! Otherwise, we'll be thrown off the train!"

After Hugo finished speaking, he was the first to lie flat on the floor. The crowd looked at each other, unable to understand what this gentleman was trying to do.

"Lying down increases the surface area, thereby strengthening the friction with the ground! This is the only way to