Cheng Youlin's Contract Ghost, Boarding the Train

The train sped closer, its speed decreasing as it approached the platform, and slowly pulled into the platform tracks.

Gusts of cold wind carrying ghostly energy howled, causing everyone to involuntarily shiver.

Cold, so cold.

It had been a scorching thirty-seven to thirty-eight degrees Celsius just moments ago, but now everyone was trembling from the cold.

Fortunately, the chill came and went quickly, and the temperature warmed up slightly, preventing everyone from freezing.

"Everyone, now, immediately leave the waiting room and go to the platform to queue for ticket inspection and boarding."

Cheng Youlin shouted loudly.

Some people heeded Cheng Youlin and Qu Lianhong's words and cautiously walked towards the platform.

However, a portion of the people still didn't believe Cheng Youlin.

They took out their phones, attempting to make calls, and also tried to exit from the other end of the waiting room.

"I'll say it again, go to the platform, get your tickets checked, and board!" Cheng Youlin blocked the path of those trying to leave, his voice cold.

"Who do you think you are? Trying to scare me with some flimsy ID? Get lost, or don't blame me if my fists don't have eyes."

A burly man looked at Cheng Youlin with disdain.

It was precisely this commotion that made others preparing to head to the platform stop in their tracks and look over.

"You're asking for it." Before Cheng Youlin could speak, Qu Lianhong strode over.

Following behind her were Mu Rufeng, Qian Xiaoyi, and two other employees, Xue Fan and Shen Yu.

"Leave it to me," Cheng Youlin said.

Cheng Youlin raised his hand, his five fingers spread, and in an instant, five blood-red threads shot out from his fingertips.

In the terrified eyes of the five people, they were instantly wrapped around them.

The five people were lifted into the air.

"Let's go, to the platform." Cheng Youlin walked slowly towards the platform.

The five people, entangled by the threads, floated in mid-air like they were being carried by balloons.

The rest of the people were utterly shocked by this sight.

This was completely beyond their understanding. At this, they dared not linger and quickly headed towards the platform.

The five people floating in the air wanted to scream in terror, but the threads covered their mouths, preventing them from making any sound.

"Brother Lin, that move of yours was awesome! What kind of spirit did you contract?" Mu Rufeng sidled up, asking curiously.

Just as Cheng Youlin was about to reply, Qu Lianhong interjected, "He contracted a String Oddity. It's a useless thing that likes to mess with people."

"Heh, as if you could beat me?" Cheng Youlin retorted mockingly.

"Can't beat me? Come on, let's spar?" Qu Lianhong raised an eyebrow.

"I say, Sister Hong, Brother Lin, can you two consider the situation?" Qian Xiaoyi quickly intervened, seeing the two about to argue again.

Mu Rufeng saw this and shook his head. Why did these two have to be in the same dungeon?

"Right, for this dungeon, we might be separated into different trains. Everyone should be prepared for that," Qu Lianhong said.

"Mm, I understand, Sister Hong," Qian Xiaoyi nodded.

"Separated?" Mu Rufeng was secretly delighted. Being separated would be best.

Before long, everyone arrived on the platform.

"Wait, I just remembered. Xiao Mu, although this is your second time entering a dungeon, you're still considered a newcomer. You probably haven't seen the strategy guide for the Bloody Train, have you?" Cheng Youlin suddenly said.

"No, why don't you guys tell me about it?" Mu Rufeng replied.

Just then, the doors of the train that had already stopped suddenly opened, and conductors began to emerge from the train doors.

Mu Rufeng surveyed the crimson train. Excluding the engine, there were a total of ten carriages.

Starting from the rear, conductors emerged from carriages ten down to two.

These conductors were both male and female, all wearing uniforms.

They weren't strangely shaped; they were all human, but their skin was rather pale.

Their faces were expressionless, and they all stared intently at the guests about to board, appearing extremely eerie.

Being stared at by these conductors sent a chill down the spines of the waiting passengers.

"Everyone, immediately check your tickets. They should indicate your assigned carriage and seat."

"You must board within three minutes, or you will violate the rules and surely die."

Qu Lianhong reminded them again.

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately took out their tickets.

As expected, the blood-stained tickets now revealed the carriage and seat numbers.

At this moment, Cheng Youlin also let down the five balloon people.

After the five landed, they didn't dare to breathe heavily and cautiously took out their train tickets to look at them.

Mu Rufeng took a look and found that he was in carriage number eight, seat number twenty.

"I'm in carriage eight, seat twenty. Is anyone else in the same carriage as me?" Mu Rufeng asked.

"I'm in carriage five," Xue Fan said.

"I'm also in carriage five," Shen Yu said, showing his ticket.

"I'm in carriage ten. Xiao Yi, what about you?" Qu Lianhong asked.

"I'm in carriage nine." Qian Xiaoyi's face was a little pale.

"It's okay, Xiao Yi, I'm in the same carriage as you," Cheng Youlin comforted her.

"Time is tight. You must remember the few rules I told you, and act carefully." Cheng Youlin patted Mu Rufeng on the shoulder.

Then he looked at Xue Fan and Shen Yu again: "Your primary goal is to survive, clear the dungeon, and become a player."

"As for those ordinary people, you can help them as long as it doesn't endanger your own safety."

"Yes, Brother Lin." The two nodded heavily.

"Hurry up and get your tickets checked and board the train," Qu Lianhong urged, quickly heading towards carriage ten.

Mu Rufeng felt quite good about not being in the same carriage as the people from the Relevant Department.

Mu Rufeng, holding his ticket, arrived in front of carriage eight.

Carriage eight was at the rear of the train. The number of people boarding was not large, only two. Including Mu Rufeng, that made three people.

The two people in front had already had their tickets checked and boarded the train.

"Ticket," the attendant said, extending her hand slowly.

The attendant in carriage eight was a tall woman, wearing black lace-trimmed stockings, and her face was also very beautiful.

If not for her pale, somewhat eerie eyes, she would have been a super beauty.

Mu Rufeng handed over his ticket.

"You may board," the attendant nodded and returned the ticket to Mu Rufeng.

Mu Rufeng took the ticket and then boarded the train.

As soon as he entered the train, Mu Rufeng felt a powerful, eerie aura.

This aura flashed and disappeared.

"Such a strong aura. Isn't the intensity of the Bloody Train higher than Scarlet Selection? But why hasn't my cheat come yet?" Mu Rufeng thought to himself.

Speak of the devil.

A prompt sound echoed in his mind.

[Detected host entering dungeon, cheat loaded successfully]

[Please select one of the following three cheats]