"Passenger Yan Huan, stop having thoughts like that, Pa!"
Pom-Pom kicked Passenger Yan Huan away and shouted indignantly:
"The train's safety is very important! Just stay here and look after the place, Pa!"
Then, to avoid Passenger Yan Huan's harassment, Pom-Pom entered the Train Conductor's office without looking back and locked the door from inside.
"..."
Yan Huan was alone in the Parlor Car, and he was bored out of his mind.
"I give up...! I feel like ants are crawling all over me!"
Pom-Pom's voice came through the speakers:
"Passenger Yan Huan, don't you like playing games, Pa? Why don't you just play games in the car?"
"I'm not in the mood to play games anymore." Yan Huan gritted his teeth. "Pom-Pom, do you know how luxurious it is in there? It's practically a city... I finally entered the city for the first time in my life, only to be called back. Do you understand how I feel?!"
"I understand, Pa, but the Train Conductor is turning on Do Not Disturb now!"
After saying that, Pom-Pom fell silent.
"..."
In the silent train car, a lonely old man stared wordlessly through the observation window at the bustling city.
Those brief ten minutes seemed to age Yan Huan by ten years.
"..."
"Just explode already, you city..." Yan Huan suddenly shouted mournfully.
Boom—!!
The moment he shouted, a violent explosion came from the distance.
"...?" Yan Huan's eyes widened as he stared blankly out the window.
"It really exploded? Could I have a magic tongue too?"
"You punk, don't run! Stop right there!!"
A large group of people dressed in suits and uniforms were carrying assault rifles and firing wildly toward the front not far from the train.
They were chasing an Intellitron. It looked like a yellowish robot