The train rumbled forward, but the carriage was as quiet as a chicken. This power far beyond ordinary people made everyone shut up in a tacit understanding.
"What's your name?" the train conductor asked the young man with a smile.
The young man hesitated for a moment and said coldly: "Xu Dao."
"Oh," the train conductor made an expression of realization and nodded exaggeratedly, indicating that Xu Dao could leave.
Xu Dao followed him back to his previous seat and sat down, watching the train conductor continue to speak.
"Everyone must be confused when they first arrive. Here I will give you a brief introduction." The conductor straightened his clothes, stood up straight, and introduced to everyone with a happy smile, "This train can accommodate 50,000 people. We are currently only temporarily on the 1st. There are countless cargo compartments at the back of the carriage. Don’t be surprised. The train uses the most advanced technology, and its length and space are far beyond your imagination. In addition, everyone in this carriage is quite lucky, but not every carriage is I can meet the distinguished conductor."
"Getting back to the subject, before you get the gold coins, you can only live in low-class carriages. There are twenty high-class carriages in the front half of the train, and there are ten high-class rooms in each carriage. Guests living there can have their own spacious rooms. In the back Fifteen carriages are ordinary carriages, each carriage has ten rooms, and each room has twelve beds.”
"The last forty carriages are low-class carriages. The low-class carriages are more crowded and only provide the most basic living conditions. Each carriage has only one room, each room has eight rows, and each row has thirty beds. The total number of beds is On the fifth floor, one carriage can accommodate 1,200 people.”
"Of course," he tapped his cane lightly, "In addition to these residential models, we will also provide high-quality services to high-level passengers. Ordinary passengers will also have supporting living service carriages, while low-level passengers will only receive adequate support. The most basic service for survival.”
"All consumption in the carriage only supports the payment of gold coins. Gold coins can be obtained through games. The train will leave a day at each stop. Passengers can choose to get off the train and play, but remember to come back in time~ The train will not wait for you." The train conductor smiled and his body movements were very exaggerated, and he introduced the train that he was quite proud of. "The outside world is beautiful and full of dangers, but the train is absolutely safe. No one can hurt you in the train. If you encounter problems, If you need anything, you can call the conductor and they will arrive soon to provide services for you."
"So do you guys have any questions?"
Bai Xing listened to him quietly. The train was absolutely safe, but were the people living in it really absolutely safe?
"Um, excuse me," someone raised his hand weakly. Bai Xing looked over and saw that it was the bespectacled man who was kicked down before. The bespectacled man weakly looked at the train conductor, and after receiving confirmation from his eyes, he asked timidly, "Game What is it?"
The conductor grinned widely, showing a few white teeth: "The game is the game you have to play every Sunday. The game will forcibly transport you to other places. You will not play the game on the train. You must play it every week." Passengers can rest for six days after participating in the game. Of course, you can also choose to refuse to participate in the game, but in this way you will lose the source of gold coins."
"You are about to participate in the newbie level. After the newbie level, you will be subject to a seven-day protection period. During the protection period, you will stay in a temporary carriage with 40 people and enjoy the last comfort. Until the end of your first official game, you will automatically Merged into low-level carriages. What needs to be said has been said, so I wish you all to live forever." After the train conductor uttered these strange words, he opened the carriage door and left here.
Bai Xing quickly stood up, adjusted her position and looked behind the door. The door closed quickly, but she could still vaguely see that there seemed to be metal eggs hanging from the ceiling.
She felt a little cold sweat break out on her back. The scene she saw was too weird and unreal.
The whispers of discussion slowly resounded in the carriage, and people around Bai Xing were also discussing in low voices. They saw that Bai Xing was just a young child and looked like she was still in school, so they ignored her and did not invite her to join the discussion. .
Bai Xing didn't pay attention and went back to his corner to think.
A cheerful music sounded in the air.
"The game is about to start. Please be prepared. The first game is a novice welfare mode. Players will not die in the game. The damage received in the game will not be brought back to the train. Please enjoy the game."
After the sound disappeared, a countdown suddenly appeared in the air.
【60】
【59】
【58】
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【5】
【4】
【3】
【2】
【1】
【Games start! (＾▽＾) 】
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A burst of coldness came, Bai Xing sneezed, opened her eyes, and found herself on the streets of an ancient city full of age. She lowered her head and looked at her clothes. She had turned into a young beggar. It was old and thin, but still clean and tidy. It held a broken porcelain bowl with a hole in its small hand. It was unknown who threw it away, but it was picked up and used as a living tool.
The person next to him made a slight snort. Bai Xing turned around and was surprised to find that it was actually a policeman.
Xu Dao also opened his eyes and saw Bai Xing. He looked around with some surprise: "Are we already in the game?"
Bai Xing nodded, and a transparent panel suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. She stared at it and saw that it was the Doomsday Train passenger panel, which displayed the game information of her first game.
[Copy: Snowy New Year's Eve]
[Copy Type: Online]
[Background story: Many children have been lost in this ancient city. Who took them away? 】
[Passthrough conditions: Find the truth about the children’s loss before New Year’s Eve]
[Copy reward: 50 gold coins]
[This dungeon is a newcomer's dungeon. Those who die in the dungeon will not really die, and the damage received will not be brought back to the train]
【Please enjoy the game! (＾ω＾)】
People were coming and going on the street, the shops were all lit up with red lanterns, and people had smiles on their faces, as if the New Year was about to come.
Some people passing by felt pity for her and would throw a few coins to her as a blessing. Bai Xing walked along the street while observing the place.
She stopped in front of a dilapidated brick wall and tried hard to reach out and tear off the paper on the wall, but it was really difficult for her six-year-old body.
Xu Dao smiled, walked over and stretched out his hand to help her tear off the paper. Bai Xing looked at Xu Dao, who was still slim in waist and long legs after entering the copy, and then looked at her own body, feeling a little silent.
Xu Dao knelt down and looked at the paper with her. Bai Xing felt a little awkward. She didn't like being so close to people, but she could feel that Xu Dao did not mean any harm, although he seemed to be motionless on the train before. He was about to twist people's heads off, but when facing Bai Xing, maybe it was out of the fine tradition of respecting the elderly and caring for the young, but Bai Xing actually felt that he took good care of her.
Well, maybe it's an occupational disease of the police.
She stopped thinking about it and focused on the piece of paper. There was more than one piece of paper on the wall, and Xu Dao had torn it off. Some of the papers had been mottled and blurred by wind and rain, while others looked like they were newly posted. The content is still clearly visible.
"Missing Person Notice:
My son has been practicing righteousness in ancient times and accidentally got lost. If anyone encounters my son and informs him, he will be rewarded heavily!
Signed: Fusheng Firecracker Shop"
There is also a portrait of a child on the paper. He looks very young, probably about seven or eight years old.
Bai Xing and Xu Dao looked at each other, got up in tacit understanding, asked passers-by, and went straight to Fusheng Firecracker Shop.
