Chapter 77: Silver Antenna

In the gloomy carriage, the lights gradually dimmed and blurred.

The light seemed unable to pierce the darkness; as Lin Lin Xian's inner fear grew, even the light was being swallowed up.

Lin Lin Xian's forehead was covered in cold sweat. Amidst endless fear, he desperately clung to his last shred of reason.

Wrong, wrong, wrong.

Something must be wrong.

What's wrong, what's wrong?

What did I notice?

*Patter, patter. *

Footsteps rang out from the depths of the darkness.

"Who's there!"

Lin Lin Xian gripped the forged steel blade in his hand, cold sweat pouring like rain.

The corridor became increasingly dark; Lin Lin Xian could no longer see what was appearing ahead.

No one responded.

But Lin Lin Xian felt that someone was standing in the darkness before him.

A cold aura rushed toward him.

*Hoo~ hoo*

Lin Lin Xian's heart hammered; he knew danger was approaching.

He rubbed his eyes, trying his best to see clearly ahead.

But he couldn't see anything.

"I can't see, why can't I see?"

In the darkness, a pale hand suddenly appeared in his line of sight.

Lin Lin Xian's expression changed drastically. He tightened his grip on the steel blade and immediately raised his hand.

But the moment he was about to strike, he suddenly stopped.

Because he discovered traces of frostbite on the back of that hand.

Can ghosts get frostbite?

Lin Lin Xian admired himself; just as his reason was about to collapse, his heart suddenly asked him such a strange question.

But this very question pulled his reason back from the edge of the cliff and cooled it down rapidly!

He knew what was wrong!

Lin Lin Xian's expression sharpened. He suddenly reached out, grabbed the broken finger attached to his hand, and gritted his teeth as he tore it off!

*Hiss~*

The immense tearing pain almost made him pass out.

He gasped for air, raised his left hand again, but this time he ignored the ghost shadow in the darkness ahead and aimed the bloody hole of his broken finger at the... radio on the sofa!

Wind Gun!

*Bang! *

A sound of air exploding rang out. The black radio sitting on the sofa was suddenly sent flying by the impact. *Click~ click!!! Click-click! *

Strangely, Lin Lin Xian's powerful Wind Gun didn't shatter the radio. The radio emitted a strange mechanical sound upon impact, the frequency band on it flickered constantly, and then, with a crisp *click! *, a bright silver object flew out.

The lights of the entire train suddenly erupted with a massive burst of light, as if from a voltage surge, illuminating all the corridors and hallways.

At this moment, the black shadow before Lin Lin Xian was illuminated.

The black shadow before him revealed its true form.

This black shadow was none other than himself!

The "Lin Lin Xian" before him now wore an eerie smile, his eyes staring at him without moving.

It made one's spine chill.

As the bright light appeared, "Lin Lin Xian" suddenly retreated rapidly into the shadows and vanished in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Lin Lin Xian was so scared he retreated several steps, sighing inwardly.

"As expected!"

*Hoo~ hoo~*

He gasped for air. He raised his left hand and found his finger was perfectly fine. He turned his head back; there was no girl or blood anywhere.

Lin Lin Xian's heart hammered. He thought to himself:

"If I had attacked just now, would I have killed myself?"

It wasn't just one thing that surprised him.

The glass marble in the night, the red-clothed female ghost in the carriage, the broken and injured finger—these were all things Lin Lin Xian had feared since childhood. But these things only caused Lin Lin Xian extreme fear without causing him any real fatal harm. It was only when he mistakenly "slit the throat" of Lin Lin Qingyu that he truly lost his composure.

Just as he was on the verge of a breakdown, a ghost shadow appeared before him. If he had lost his reason and been left with only survival instincts, he would definitely have attacked in retaliation immediately.

Then he might have killed "himself"!

Besides that, Lin Lin Xian also noticed two details.

Aside from the frostbite on the shadow's hand that was identical to the one on the back of his own hand, there was the radio on the sofa.

The entire train was under the control of Lin Lin Xian's Mechanical Heart. Perhaps fear could block his senses, but it couldn't block his Mechanical Heart. The radio's switch was clearly in the off position, yet the frequency band light was on.

If it wasn't his own Mechanical Heart operating it,

then it must be something else...

And in this eerie space, something was releasing his fear!

*Clang-clang-clang~*

The silver object fell to the ground, emitting a metallic sound.

Lin Lin Xian's gaze narrowed; he discovered it was actually a silver antenna!

Strangely, the antenna seemed to possess some kind of autonomous consciousness, rapidly rolling forward on the ground toward the direction of Carriage No. 3.

*Roll-roll~ roll-roll~*

This thing is haunted!

Lin Lin Xian frowned and stepped forward to chase it.

The thing Lin Lin Xian feared most was being rapidly materialized at this moment. Once he realized this, he understood.

The eerie marble, the red-clothed female ghost, the bursting finger—all were fake.

That eerie radio station indeed possessed some kind of supernatural power; it seemed to be broadcasting fear, releasing fear, trying to make Lin Lin Xian kill himself!

*Gurgle~~~*

The silver antenna rolled rapidly into the depths of the darkness, then *ding*, it hit a toolbox and stopped.

!

Lin Lin Xian's expression sharpened, and he walked over quickly.

He took a step, and the hideous red-clothed female ghost suddenly appeared out of thin air and lunged at him.

Lin Lin Xian's heart jolted, his expression changing rapidly, and he retreated repeatedly in fear.

But this time, he guarded his reason, gritted his teeth, and met it head-on.

"Nice figure."

Lin Lin Xian gritted his teeth and reached out to touch the female ghost's chest. The red-clothed female ghost looked at him with terror and vanished in a panic.

Using the same trick again!

Having confirmed his guess, Lin Lin Xian felt steady in his heart.

What supernatural power? Everything is an illusion; it's just a mental horror hallucination!

Lin Lin Xian took another step, and a cutting machine flew past rapidly; then his neck snapped, his vision spun, and his head fell to the ground!

He walked over, picked up his own head, and examined his "self" from behind.

"So my back is this straight."

Afterward, he reattached his head and walked forward again.

In the carriage ahead, red light suddenly flashed, and massive waves of blood and countless heads rolled toward him!

Lin Lin Xian waved a hand, an Ice Shield appeared, and he pushed the Ice Shield forward through the sea of blood and heads, grabbing a head along the way to weigh it.

"Not bad, this melon is ripe."

The silver antenna kept releasing the fear in Lin Lin Xian's heart, but since Lin Lin Xian had seen through it, why would he still be afraid?

At this moment, the lights in the train began to flicker eerily, the carriage connections emitted a sound of steel wailing, and the carriage gates moved automatically.

"Making such a fuss?"

Lin Lin Xian walked to the toolbox and looked coldly at the silver antenna on the ground.

"You ghost thing, I am the master of this train!"

Having said that, Lin Lin Xian raised his right hand and *snap*, he clicked his fingers.

*Whoosh! * The Mechanical Heart vibrated, all the sunshades closed, the gates stopped, the lights stopped flickering, and the electric locomotive's engine began to run, maintaining the circuit flow of the entire train.

If he didn't possess the Mechanical Heart, he really would have been swallowed by the tidal wave of fear, unable to distinguish illusion from reality!

"I want to see what kind of monster you really are."

Lin Lin Xian looked at the antenna and slowly squatted down. In this instant, countless ghost shadows, ghost claws, corpses, and bloody scenes swarmed toward him, appearing before his eyes.

The crazier it got, the more Lin Lin Xian felt this thing was trying to stop him, so he ignored those images and reached out to pick it up.

*Swish! *

When Lin Lin Xian's fingertips touched the silver antenna, those terrifying images vanished instantly.

"It really was this thing causing trouble!"

Lin Lin Xian picked up the antenna and discovered it was the same one from his radio. It felt cold to the touch and could be extended. Strangely, when Lin Lin Xian held this silver antenna, he felt the images before him flash eerily, and all the lights went out.

The entire train was swallowed by darkness.

What made his expression change even more was that his spirit seemed to be rapidly drained by the surrounding environment!

What's going on?!

Lin Lin Xian stood up, suddenly heard movement behind him, turned around, and shone his flashlight; his expression changed drastically!

In the corridor not far behind him, a white monster covered in fur with two ears was standing there, blood flowing from its mouth, and in its arms, it was holding a girl, seemingly devouring something!

And the girl in the monster's arms was someone he was incredibly familiar with.

Kiki.

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