[{"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-77":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},2261841,4414,"Chapter 77: Silver Antenna","apocalypse-i-built-an-infinite-train-chapter-77",77,"\u003Cp>In the dim carriage, the lights gradually faded into obscurity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light seemed unable to pierce the darkness; as Lin Xian’s inner fear grew, even the light was being consumed entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweat drenched Lin Xian’s forehead; in endless terror, he clung desperately to his last shred of reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wrong, wrong, wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something was definitely wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was wrong, what was wrong?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What had I noticed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap, tap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A footstep echoed from deep within the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who’s there!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian gripped the forged steel knife in his hand, sweat pouring like rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corridor grew darker still; Lin Xian could no longer make out what lay ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Lin Xian felt someone stood before him in the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chilling breath brushed against his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh~ huh\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian’s heart pounded wildly; he knew danger was drawing near.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rubbed his eyes, straining to see clearly ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he saw nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can’t see—why can’t I see?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the darkness, a pale white hand suddenly appeared in his field of vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian’s expression changed drastically; he tightened his grip on the steel knife and raised his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at the very moment he was about to strike, he froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he noticed frostbite scars on the back of that hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do ghosts get frostbite?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian admired himself—just as his reason teetered on collapse, his mind suddenly posed himself this bizarre question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet precisely this question pulled his reason back from the cliff’s edge and rapidly cooled his panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew what was wrong!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian’s expression hardened; he suddenly reached out, seized the severed finger still clinging to his hand, and gritted his teeth as he tore it free!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ssshh~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The searing pain of tearing ripped through him; he nearly fainted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gasped for breath, raised his left hand again—but this time he ignored the ghostly shadow before him, instead aiming the bloodied stump of his finger at the… radio on the sofa!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wind Gun!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A burst of air exploded; the black radio on the sofa was suddenly blasted off, clack~ clack!! clack-clack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet strangely, Lin Xian’s powerful Wind Gun did not shatter the radio. Instead, upon impact, the radio emitted strange mechanical static, its frequency dial flickering wildly—until a sharp *click!* and a slender silver object shot out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire train’s lights suddenly surged like a voltage spike, flooding every corridor and passage with brilliance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, the shadow before Lin Xian was illuminated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shadow revealed its true form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shadow was himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figure before him wore a strange smile, its eyes fixed unblinking on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chill crawled down his spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the sudden light, the “Lin Xian” swiftly retreated into the shadows, vanishing in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Lin Xian staggered backward several steps, sighing inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh~ huh~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He panted heavily, then raised his left hand—his fingers were intact. He turned around—no girl, no blood anywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian’s heart hammered; he thought:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I’d struck back then, would I have killed myself?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What startled him wasn’t just this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The glass marbles in the night, the red-clad ghost in the carriage, the fractured finger—these were all things Lin Xian had feared since childhood. But these things only induced terror; they never truly harmed him. It was only when he mistakenly “slit Sha Sha’s” throat that his mind truly unraveled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he teetered on the brink of collapse, a ghostly shadow appeared before him. Had he lost all reason and relied solely on survival instinct, he would have struck instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He might have killed “himself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond that, Lin Xian noticed two details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from the identical frostbite scars on the shadow’s hand and his own, there was the radio on the sofa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire train was under the control of Lin Xian’s Mechanical Heart. Fear might blind his senses—but it could not blind his Mechanical Heart. The radio’s switch was clearly off, yet its frequency light glowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not controlled by his own Mechanical Heart,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then it must be something else…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in this eerie space, something was releasing his fear!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding-ding-ding~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver object clattered to the floor with a metallic ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian’s gaze sharpened—he realized it was a silver antenna!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strangely, the antenna seemed to possess some autonomous awareness, rolling swiftly across the floor toward Carriage 3.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zzzz~ zzzz~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This thing is haunted!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian frowned and stepped forward to chase it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian’s deepest fear had been rapidly materialized; once he realized this, he understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eerie marbles, the red-clad ghost, the bursting finger—all were illusions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That strange radio truly possessed supernatural power; it broadcasted fear, released fear—it sought to make Lin Xian kill himself!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gurgling~~~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver antenna rolled swiftly into the darkness, then *ding!* struck a toolbox and came to a stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian’s expression hardened; he strode forward without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he took one step, the grotesque red-clad ghost suddenly materialized and lunged at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian’s heart jolted; his face paled, and he recoiled in terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he held fast to his reason, forcing himself to advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nice figure.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian gritted his teeth and reached out, grabbing the ghost’s chest. The red-clad ghost shot him a terrified glance and vanished in panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Same trick again!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having confirmed his suspicion, Lin Xian grew calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No supernatural power—everything was illusion, mere psychological horror!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian took another step; a cutting machine whizzed past, his neck severed, his vision spun as his head tumbled to the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked over, picked up his own head, and examined it from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So my back is this tall.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he reattached his head and walked forward again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ahead, the carriage glowed crimson; a massive wave of blood and countless skulls rolled toward him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian waved one hand—a shield of ice formed, pushing him through the sea of blood and skulls, and he casually snatched up a skull, weighing it in his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good, this melon’s ripe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver antenna continuously unleashed Lin Xian’s fears—but now that he saw through it, why should he fear?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the carriage lights began flickering unnaturally; the connections between cars groaned like tortured steel, and the carriage doors began moving on their own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All this commotion?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian stepped before the toolbox, his gaze cold as he stared at the silver antenna on the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You damned thing—this train is mine!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Lin Xian raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whooosh! The Mechanical Heart surged; all sunshades closed, doors froze, lights ceased flickering, and the electric locomotive’s engine roared to life, maintaining full circuit integrity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had he not possessed the Mechanical Heart, he would have been swallowed whole by this tidal wave of fear, unable to distinguish illusion from reality!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s see what kind of demon or spirit this is.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian stared at the antenna, slowly crouching down—and in that instant, countless ghostly shadows, grasping claws, corpses, and bloody scenes flooded his vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more it went mad, the more he sensed it was trying to stop him—so he ignored the visions entirely and reached out to pick it up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shhh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Lin Xian’s fingertip touched the silver antenna, those horrifying images vanished instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So it’s this thing causing all this!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian picked up the antenna and recognized it as the very one from his radio—it was cold to the touch, telescoping, but strangely, when he gripped the silver antenna, the scene before him flickered unnaturally, and all the lights went out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire vehicle was swallowed by darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What shocked him even more was that his spirit seemed to be rapidly drained by the surrounding environment!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What’s going on?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian stood up and suddenly heard movement behind him; he turned and shone his flashlight toward it—his face instantly changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a short distance behind him in the corridor stood a white creature with two ears, blood dripping from its mouth, cradling a girl in its arms as if devouring something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl in the creature’s arms was someone he knew intimately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kiki.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>New author, please follow and vote for monthly tickets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the novel launches on December 1st, I’ll release massive updates—don’t save the book; jump straight to the last chapter when a new one drops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1380,"2026-06-19T18:20:04.953Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","dd16865c02257cc12accc19ddde52d5d6b2668c2f53698c84323345cd227fffb","apocalypse-i-built-an-infinite-train-chapter-78","apocalypse-i-built-an-infinite-train-chapter-76",541,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fapocalypse-i-built-an-infinite-train-cover.jpg"]