[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-apocalypse-i-built-an-infinite-train":3,"chapter-apocalypse-i-built-an-infinite-train-apocalypse-i-built-an-infinite-train-chapter-76":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Apocalypse: I Built an Infinite Train",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2261840,4414,"Chapter 76: The Empty Train","apocalypse-i-built-an-infinite-train-chapter-76",76,"\u003Cp>The night was ink-black, the massive train seemingly swallowed whole by darkness, silently halted on the rails of the wasteland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the hollow carriages, though the interior lights were on, some dark curtain seemed to block the light, rendering the long corridor an eerie gloom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if the entire world had gone dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian stood frozen, eyes wide with shock; at this moment, he could hear only the sound of his own heartbeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone had vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chilling sensation shot from his soles to the crown of his head; Lin Xian slowly turned his eyes, scanning the surroundings, not daring to move a muscle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three people just behind him had vanished as if into thin air; his gaze swept toward the distant cab, where the corridor was pitch black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were lights there, but their glow had been mercilessly devoured by darkness—only a faint orange shimmer remained, unable to reach deeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian turned back, looking toward Carriage 2; far ahead, nothing but blackness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold sweat prickled his spine; he tightened his focus and spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chen Laoshi?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shasha… Daxing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian’s eyes darted wildly; this sudden turn of events left him momentarily stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a deep breath, steadied himself, suppressed the fear in his chest, and took two steps forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Di~~ da-da-da\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the sound of a glass marble rolling came from behind; he spun around, and from the darkness of the distant carriage, a delicate glass marble rolled slowly into view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian shouted, his voice echoing through the carriage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward, eyes fixed on the glass marble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Translucent and gleaming, it bore faint multicolored patterns—like those children play with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lights, on!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian refused to believe it; he controlled the entire train, and he had definitely turned the lights on!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The overhead lights flickered as if hit by a surge of electricity, brightening slightly—then quickly dimmed again, overwhelmed by the thick darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached Carriage 2; Kiki’s computer screen was filled with static, a faint fluorescent glow flickering in the dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian’s heart tightened; he turned and walked back toward the cab, where large windows offered a clearer view of the outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump~ thump~ thump\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clear footsteps echoed through the carriage; he quickened his pace, then suddenly stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corner of his vision caught something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something seemed to be floating in the air ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian stepped forward, eyes narrowing—he saw dozens of hair-like strands, drifting motionless above the corridor, gently swaying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian frowned, reached out to grab them—then the strands vanished in an instant, as if swept away by wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strange events kept occurring; he pulled out his flashlight, clicked it on—a blinding white beam pierced the darkness, illuminating the mechanical instruments along the train’s central corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian hurried through, moving toward the front; the light revealed no one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shone the flashlight out the window: outside lay a vast snowy expanse, ahead stretched a long, endless track.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, under the flickering light, Lin Xian saw a red figure standing on the rails ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He widened his eyes—yes, a human-shaped shadow stood motionless in the exact center of the track ahead; Lin Xian frowned and shone the flashlight at it—the white beam swept across, revealing nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shadow vanished again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian felt a creeping unease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the marble’s sound echoed behind him once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Di~~ da-da-da—and this time, it seemed only a few steps away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold breath brushed lightly against the back of Lin Xian’s neck; his face paled instantly, and he slowly turned around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pitch black. No one there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But beneath the shadow of the narrow cab corridor’s light, a small dark silhouette had appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the hell?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian’s body hairs stood on end; he clenched his fist, and a steel blade instantly forged itself in his hand—he gritted his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t care if you’re human or ghost!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flash step!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian bit down hard, stifled by the surreal horror—he said nothing, slashing straight at the shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scrape!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade swept past; a wet slicing sound rang out; Lin Xian’s pupils contracted—he knew he’d struck something, and spun around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, the small figure stepped slowly from shadow into light: a little girl frantically clutched her neck, spurting blood, her face twisted in terror as she stared at Lin Xian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lou Shasha!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian’s face turned ashen; he turned instantly and saw Shasha collapsing to the floor, blood gushing in torrents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sha…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened his mouth, his heart jolted—he suddenly sensed something, and whirled around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him stood a red-clad female ghost!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath black hair, a grotesque, rotting human face grinned at him, barely half an inch away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hiss!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian gasped, recoiling instinctively; he raised his left index finger, ready to unleash Wind Spear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the next instant, his left index finger exploded from the nail bed—bone snapped upward, flesh tore away, leaving only a strip of skin still attached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian gritted his teeth, horrified at his own hand; when he looked up again, the red-clad ghost had vanished before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the distance, Carriage 2, the red ghost stood unnaturally still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump-thump! Thump-thump! Thump-thump! Thump-thump!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart pounded violently; adrenaline surged through him, pain and terror now flooding his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The horrifying scene relentlessly battered his mental defenses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hiss!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian stared in horror at his exploded finger, then turned back to the shadow where the small body lay, the blood pooling around it—his mind reeled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had he killed Lou Shasha?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shasha?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian clutched his finger, called out tentatively—no answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t believe what he saw; he stepped forward—when from the shadow behind the frail, still-bleeding body, a pale ghostly hand slowly extended, gripping Shasha’s foot and yanking hard!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Splash!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It dragged Shasha’s corpse straight into the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving behind a trail of vivid red blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian’s scalp prickled; he kept mentally screaming for calm, but overwhelming fear was rapidly devouring his reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Armor, Icebreaker Shield—he’d worked so hard, yet nothing had stopped this; in this moment, endless despair erupted wildly from his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The searing pain in his finger drenched him in cold sweat, eroding his last shred of sanity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Something’s wrong, something’s wrong!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Radio 1542, mysterious disappearance, supernatural phenomena, red-clad ghost…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yun’s words echoed in his ears:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But… be careful—this thing doesn’t just pick up sounds people make…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What exactly is wrong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold breeze stirred inside the carriage; the lights dimmed further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian turned to face the ghost in Carriage 2; as the light faded, the ghost seemed to draw nearer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>New author seeking follows and monthly votes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After launch on December 1st, I’ll post explosive updates—don’t save this novel; jump straight to the last chapter when a new one drops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1133,"2026-06-19T18:20:04.953Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","9b57ae9db38d30f41a02b2657a3b7382c25108ccf4d94686745bc2e3df74b284","apocalypse-i-built-an-infinite-train-chapter-77","apocalypse-i-built-an-infinite-train-chapter-75",541,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fapocalypse-i-built-an-infinite-train-cover.jpg"]