Looking at the message in the private chat, Zhao Lin held her forehead, speechless.
She raised her head and looked around her miserable train.
Now, she did not have a single carriage left. Even if the next station was the Good Luck Platform, she would have nowhere to store anything she wanted to collect.
Even her Blueprint for building low-level carriages had been lost when she was forced to abandon one of the carriages.
In a sense, she was now weaker than a novice Train Conductor.
Apart from the few Train Coins she still had on hand, she was a total wreck.
She had not figured out what to do at the next station in the first place. Now, Ye Qiyan's appearance had reminded her that perhaps heading to a city was the best choice.
["Let me think about it a little. I'll give you an answer tomorrow morning."]
Let's go there. She also wanted to know what equally tremendous good luck would bring her in the City of a Thousand Stars, after the bad luck at the previous station had nearly killed her and cost her so much.
Before ending the conversation, Ye Qiyan threw in today's weather forecast.
["Fire Tornadoes? Brother Qiyan, since the weather at the platforms is synchronized with the Wasteland, will the cities also...?"]
["We'll find out when we get there."]
Ye Qiyan had considered this too.
But since those Train Conductors from earlier batches had managed to establish cities, surely they would have taken precautions.
Departure time approached, and his authorization activated.
Through the window, Ye Qiyan watched the Black Forest engulfed in flames as he passed through the void, returning from the platform to the Wasteland.
At this hour, the Endless Wasteland should have been shrouded in darkness.
But on either side of