"Why should I help you?"
"You said other Train Conductors had come here before. What, did you never think of asking someone else for help?"
With Bewitchment present, this fellow couldn't lie to Ye Qiyan, but what he said always sounded somewhat strange.
An Yuankui glanced fearfully at the Great Compassion Heavy Machine Gun Eve had summoned and hurriedly explained:
"I wanted to, too, but very few Train Conductors could clear this place. Even those who survived took their rewards and hurried away. I don't know what's been going on these past few years, but Train Conductors have been coming here even less often than before. This is the only time this year..."
"Then why didn't you just wait outside?"
An Yuankui shook his head.
"The hotel has its own rules."
"According to the rules, whenever a Train Conductor comes to this world, I have to stay in this room to monitor you and guide the supernatural entities into attacking you. Until you leave, I absolutely cannot go outside, or my mind will keep deteriorating. That deterioration means this remaining soul of mine will perish along with it."
"And under normal circumstances, no one should be able to find this room directly..."
"Except you..."
Ye Qiyan lightly slid his finger over Bewitchment.
This time, what he said was detailed and relatively reasonable.
He walked over to the bank of monitors and looked at the two Train Conductors in those two rooms, considering for a moment.
"What do you get after clearing this place?"
An Yuankui hurriedly pointed at the monitor in the very center, where a coffin-shaped box sat in plain view.
"On the top floor. I left everything I could collect after my train was destroyed there. This hotel's rules allow items or other things to be put into