"Who knows? Maybe there will be."
Ye Qiyan raised an eyebrow as he looked at the Card Sequence's name.
"Still, a Curse Card? Luck's Misfortune? That name does sound like a good fit for you."
Zhao Lin sat across from him, holding an egg with black markings in her arms. The Calamity Moon Beast at her feet shuffled toward Ye Qiyan every now and then.
"Hehe, this station was Good Luck, after all~ But I didn't expect this card to suit me so well either. It's like it was tailor-made for me.
Hmm...
Speaking of which.
Brother Qiyan, although the Wasteland doesn't have accurate records of all thirteen Curse Cards, seven of them do have accurately recorded names.
I've never seen this one before.
So it must be newly born."
Zhao Lin happily ate the fried chicken flavored with Whiteforest Fruit powder. It tasted far better than any fried chicken she had ever eaten before.
"Not necessarily. Card Sequences can shatter, after all. If one shatters and reforms, it might become a new same-kind Card Sequence."
"Oh, so that's how it works."
Zhao Lin nodded in understanding.
The two ate fried chicken beside the campfire in the darkness while discussing what had happened to the people in the E-3 Block.
Compared to Ye Qiyan, she stayed in contact with the people of the E-3 Block more often. Moreover, in the eyes of the other Train Conductors in her block, she wasn't the sunny figure who was always smiling in front of Ye Qiyan and the members of Imperial Sequence. Instead, she put on a mysterious air, posing as an icy beauty and a cold, aloof expert.
Now that no one could contact Ye Qiyan, and no one dared to, Zhao Lin had become the strongest person E-3 could invite to