Zhao Xun glanced at the scar on Xiao Hong's arm. It really had healed quite well.
But that wasn't what interested him most right now.
"You said the attendant guarding the door to Car 17 pressed a button beside it, and when the door opened, there was a pitch-black passage inside, like a tunnel." He looked at Xiao Hong and asked, "How wide was that passage? And how long?"
Xiao Hong froze for a moment, clearly not expecting Zhao Xun to ask about that.
She thought back carefully before answering, "It was so dark that I couldn't really see, but I felt like the passage was only wide enough for one person. It should have been the same length as a train carriage."
"Then you must remember which button he pressed, right?" Zhao Xun asked again.
Xiao Hong looked troubled. "You've probably been over there and seen it before, right? There's a mechanism with a flip-up cover beside that door, and several buttons underneath. His body completely blocked my view when he pressed the button. I didn't dare move closer to look..."
She didn't finish, but Zhao Xun already understood what she meant.
She hadn't dared move closer for fear of being punished, so she had no idea which button he had pressed.
Zhao Xun wasn't disappointed.
At least he now knew that the interior of Car 17 had more than three configurations.
One was an arena where newly boarded players fought monsters.
Another was a passage for players heading to Car 18.
A third was somewhere players who seriously violated the [Train Rules] were sent, though it was unclear whether they were punished inside or something else happened.
There was actually a fourth possibility: a place for recovering dead players' bodies.
But that might have been one of the