Inside the melted train carriage.
Eve used the sharp tip of the Lightning Javelin to cut an opening, inside which a few items of no great value lay quietly.
Most of these items were of little use to Ye Qiyan.
Except for one box among them.
"Hmm?"
He opened the box.
Inside lay a few somewhat familiar things.
[1 hour of train stop time (tradable)] ×3
Three items that increased the train's stop time?
At market prices, these three were worth ninety Train Coins.
But that wasn't the point. The point was that, with these three, he was only two hours away from achieving a twenty-four-hour stop.
Was he finally going to be able to enter a Level Eight Platform?
"Tell me, what do you want me to help you with?"
Only the last section of An Yuankui's upper body remained of his soul.
"That seal is the Heavenly Realm Organization's Seal. It has my name and the information I left on it. If you ever get a chance to meet our boss, my friend, could you give him the seal?"
The seal he mentioned was among the items.
Ye Qiyan picked it up. A wing pattern was engraved on it.
[Heavenly Realm Organization's Seal] [Perhaps it is the last trace this organization left in this world?]
The last trace?
The system's appraisal spoke of a certain truth.
The Heavenly Realm Organization was indeed gone, and had even been completely erased.
An Yuankui had no system binding and couldn't know the information in the appraisal.
He only knew that Ye Qiyan picked up the seal and put it away.
"If I get a chance to meet him, I'll pass it on for you."
With those words.
An Yuankui finally dissipated.
Ye Qiyan rose from the ground