Chapter 75: Radio (Third Update, Requesting Monthly Votes)

Bang bang bang…

In the darkness, the sounds outside the train grew denser; the cabin lights flickered incessantly, and a chilling cold spread through the air. Sha Sha huddled on the bed, clutching her head, the window outside pitch-black, utterly unaware of what lay beyond.

Violent shaking and collisions rose and fell in succession; as each second passed, everyone’s hearts tightened.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, as the train accelerated, the noises outside gradually diminished, then fell silent.

“We’re about to enter a tunnel!”

Chen Sixuan stared at the driving display, then at the dense darkness ahead, and said anxiously to Lin Xian.

“Stop the train!”

Squeee~

The wheels halted, screeching violently against the tracks; Lin Xian brought the train to an immediate stop.

“Will those monsters…?”

“I don’t know, but dawn is coming soon. I’m afraid if we blindly charge into an unknown tunnel, we’ll be buried.”

Lin Xian’s concern was not unfounded: though the outside was fraught with danger, the “Infinite’s” armor still seemed capable of withstanding it—but if they recklessly plunged into an unknown tunnel and triggered a collapse caused by some monster, they’d be utterly doomed.

The heavy train plowed through snow and wind, now parked on the rails; the surroundings seemed to have fallen silent.

After waiting a while, no more impacts or crawling sounds were heard—it appeared no monsters had followed. Meanwhile, the time reached 16:00; dawn was imminent.

Yet Lin Xian remained utterly tense, asking Chen Sixuan:

“Chen Laoshi, just now Sha Sha said there was something strange on the train—did you see anything?”

Chen Sixuan shook her head and picked up the walkie-talkie beside her.

“I don’t know. This walkie-talkie is intermittent, just like that day in the fog.”

“Lin brother!”

At that moment, Sha Sha’s voice rang out from Car 1. Lin Xian and Chen Sixuan immediately rose and ran over.

“What’s wrong?”

“Look!”

As they stepped into Car 1, they saw Sha Sha, pale with terror, pointing toward the sofa. There, the radio she had thrown onto it glowed with eerie red light.

Moreover, the radio was emitting a strange sound.

“Zzzz…”

“Zzzz…”

Da Lou also arrived, gun in hand. All four stared in horror at the radio on the sofa. Sha Sha, eyes wide with fear, pointed at it and stammered:

“It… it’s moving!”

The black radio on the sofa now flickered wildly with its orange-yellow frequency digits, and its tuning knobs moved unnaturally.

Those knobs seemed to breathe—like living things!

“I just placed that red bead on it, and it turned on by itself…” Sha Sha said, terrified.

“Lin Xian, this…”

Da Lou’s face grew grave as he stepped forward, placing himself between Sha Sha and the radio.

“Be careful. Our walkie-talkies just did the same thing.”

Hearing this, Sha Sha peeked out from behind Da Lou and hurriedly said, “I… I just experienced it too! I was talking to Sister Chen, and she said she’d find me a pair of gloves—but then she suddenly fell silent. When I asked again, a voice that sounded exactly like Sister Chen suddenly appeared behind me, saying, ‘I’m right behind you,’ and I nearly jumped out of my skin—but when I turned around, no one was there.”

Lin Xian frowned. “It spoke behind you?”

Sha Sha nodded rapidly, her face filled with dread.

Yet Chen Sixuan, upon hearing this, immediately clapped a hand over her mouth, eyes wide. “I… I never said I’d find you gloves. When did you even speak to me?”

At these words, the cabin’s atmosphere plunged. A chilling dread spread through everyone’s hearts.

Chen Sixuan’s words nearly made Sha Sha cry. Her lips trembled downward; she stumbled back two steps, her face ashen.

“Sister Chen, don’t scare me!”

“I’m serious,” Chen Sixuan frowned, uneasy. “My walkie-talkie hasn’t made a single sound.”

Hearing this, Sha Sha gasped. “Oh my god… there’s something else on our train!”

“Zzzz…”

At that moment, the radio’s static intensified. All four tensed, eyes alert.

The orange-yellow frequency digits now flashed wildly; the static grew louder—and suddenly, the four began to hear fragmented human voices from within!

“Zzzz… no… zzzz… don’t… no…”

“Don’t… zzzz… open… zzzz…”

“Zzzz… don’t open… 15… zzzz… zzzz…”

“Zzzz… 1… 5… 4… 2… don’t… contact… everyone… zzzzzzz…”

The voices were terrified, thick with dread.

“What are they saying?!” Chen Sixuan exclaimed.

“1542?” Lin Xian’s face turned ashen. A strange, chilling thought rose in his mind.

…

But the next instant, the warning ceased. A crisp, eerie melody rang out, instantly turning their faces pale.

!

“Zzzz… Happy birthday to you… Happy birthday to you…”

“Happy… birthday… to you…”

The voice soon grew low and hoarse, like a demon whispering.

“Happy… birthday… to… you…”

“Who’s singing?!”

“This is insane!”

“Lin Xian, look!”

At that moment, Chen Sixuan cried out.

The radio’s frequency digits flashed even more violently—then suddenly froze, locking onto a number that sent chills down their spines.

1542!

At the same moment, the entire train’s lights flickered once.

Instantly, the air seemed to solidify.

Everyone’s pupils shrank. Cold sweat prickled along their spines!

Lin Xian’s expression darkened. A memory flashed in his mind—the words he’d heard at the communal bonfire.

“Between Ping’a Lake, Congshan, Beiwan, and Dalaoshan, a strange 1542 radio frequency has appeared. Three convoys have received it at night—and all suffered personnel disappearances…”

“…The reason for this description is that these sightings are often accompanied by supernatural phenomena…”

“Be careful!” Lin Xian shouted urgently, eyes sharp, sweat beading on his brow. “This thing is evil!”

He’d boarded the train intending to have Sha Sha use the Dark Radio to search for useful information—to warn him whether the route changed ahead at Dalaoshan. But after attaching that eerie red bead to the radio, things had grown stranger than ever.

Lin Xian’s heart sank. From the radio, he sensed an unsettling aura. Without hesitation, he stepped forward and ripped the red bead off the radio.

Lin Xian’s heart sank; from the radio, he sensed an unsettling aura, and without hesitation, he stepped forward and removed the strange blood essence from the device.

The radio’s lights went out. The sound ceased. It returned to normal.

The lights on the radio went out, the sound ceased abruptly, and it returned to normal.

Lin Xian felt the icy touch of the red bead in his hand—and finally relaxed.

“Good. Now it should…”

Lin Xian exhaled, turning around.

He looked behind him—and his pupils slowly sharpened. He drew in a sharp breath. Every hair on his body stood on end.

He turned to look behind him, his pupils slowly narrowing as he drew in a cold breath, every hair on his body rising at that moment.

Empty.

No one there.

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