Chapter 149

Carriage 02.

When the door to Carriage 01 opened and Wen Xishu walked into the carriage, the scene he saw did not seem to be much different.

This carriage was almost exactly the same as the previous one.

"Hmm?"

Seventeen rows of seats, eighteen passengers. At first glance, this carriage was exactly the same as the previous one.

The difference was that here, it was indeed marked as Carriage 02.

Wen Xishu immediately felt that something was wrong.

"There's something strange..."

Having devoured ten of Arnold's fingers, his perception of strange things was very strong. Although the Mysterious Tower panel had been converted to the Slaughter Tower panel, for Wen Xishu...

The power brought by some items would not change.

Although it was almost identical to the previous carriage, Wen Xishu could clearly feel a sense of suffocation.

He began to walk forward.

But just at this moment, he discovered something very strange.

In the corner of the first row, the male attendant's face had changed.

When that face was far away, Wen Xishu couldn't see it very clearly. But after Wen Xishu walked a few steps forward, he immediately felt it...

That face was no longer the face of the previous male attendant.

"The woman!"

Wen Xishu was shocked.

The male attendant was still the male attendant, and everything else seemed unchanged, except that the face had become the woman's face.

That is, the face of the passenger in the first row, the one Wen Xishu suspected... was the face of a human trafficker.

In this instant, a strange thing happened.

It was as if Wen Xishu were seeing a hallucination.

The carriage, which had been slightly desolate, suddenly appeared to have many "strangers" in an instant.

Figures of children dressed in various ways began to spread from the first row. On the seats of the first row, in the aisle, and even on the luggage racks above, many children with different faces were hanging, sitting, or standing.

There were both boys and girls.

Boys, girls, all of them were looking at Wen Xishu with strange smiles.

This was just a matter of the blink of an eye.

Because in the next second, these children disappeared again.

But soon, the same situation appeared in the second row, the third row, the fourth row... and every child's face was different.

Some of these children were dressed very simply and plainly, as if they were from the mountains, some were dressed in exquisite children's clothing, and some were even infants...

In Wen Xishu's eyes, they appeared instantly and disappeared instantly.

By the sixth row, Wen Xishu finally saw clearly: footprints...

White footprints appeared in Wen Xishu's line of sight.

Those children appeared, but then disappeared immediately, and after disappearing, they would leave behind strange white footprints.

At the same time, Wen Xishu noticed that the attendant with the trafficker woman's face had turned around and was looking at the carriage door.

The door leading to Carriage 03.

Many possibilities flashed through Wen Xishu's mind.

Without his magic resistance, it was easy for him to feel fear; after all, he was just bold, not a monster lacking the ability to feel fear.

The seventh row.

The eighth row.

The ninth row.

The tenth row!

Wen Xishu had not seen a single repeated face.

At the eleventh row, Wen Xishu saw a familiar face—that face was the face of the little girl from the first row!

In fact, the moment these children appeared, Wen Xishu had guessed...

These children were likely children who had been kidnapped by that woman.

But there were far too many of them.

The twelfth row!

Wen Xishu began to retreat; dense white footprints spread from the first row to the twelfth row.

Wen Xishu had a premonition...

If these white footprints landed on him, there would definitely be a terrible outcome.

It was hard to say whether the conversion of his Mysterious Tower panel to the Slaughter Tower panel was an enhancement or a weakening; after all, the monsters in the Mysterious Tower mostly killed based on rules.

Wen Xishu began to retreat, all the way back to the door where Carriage 02 returned to Carriage 01.

At this moment, a prompt appeared in Wen Xishu's mind.

【Do you want to head to the previous carriage? Yes, No.】

Combined with his current situation, Wen Xishu seemed to understand.

"So, apart from the first carriage... the carriages behind all have various strange rule-based scenarios. If you see through the rules, you can find a way to continue forward..."

"If you don't see through the rules and don't know how to deal with them, you can choose to retreat..."

"But there must be a penalty for retreating, right?"

Wen Xishu naturally chose "No."

When the white footprints spread to the fifteenth row, he had already guessed the possible solution for this carriage.

But if the white footprints continued to spread...

If they spread all the way to the seventeenth row, or even the carriage door, then there would be no way out; Wen Xishu would have no way to avoid them and would definitely die.

"Absolutely must not touch the white footprints, must not be stepped on by the white footprints."

One child after another appeared, and one child after another disappeared.

Finally, at the seventeenth row—

An infant leaning forward, with completely pitch-black eyes that showed no whites, wearing a strange smile, was almost about to touch Wen Xishu.

But in the end, it was dodged by Wen Xishu, who was pressed tightly against the door and desperately choosing "No" in his mind.

The next second, the child disappeared. White footprints appeared on the top of the sofa backrest in the seventeenth row next to him.

Wen Xishu took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

A smile slowly appeared on his face.

"At least... my current physical strength is at the level of the top tier of the Slaughter Tower ladder rankings."

"Theoretically, my control over my body will only be better than before."

Wen Xishu performed an extremely complex movement, lowering his body, and then his upper and lower body seemed to separate; his upper body reached forward, but his lower body kept his legs strangely together.

The immense leg power from his ultimate kick made Wen Xishu's base very stable.

Wen Xishu was like a thief who had arrived at a jewelry vault, needing to head to the first row to steal treasures.

And those white footprints scattered all over the carriage were like infrared lasers.

"Very troublesome... but I can pass."

Relying on his powerful physical flexibility, the visibility of the white footprints, and his superior memory to recall the appearances of those infants or children...

Wen Xishu moved forward cautiously and extremely slowly, not touching a single white footprint, and even... even if those children appeared again, Wen Xishu could ensure that his body wouldn't even touch the bodies of those children.

However, all kinds of laughter, crying, infant wailing, and mournful sounds kept appearing all around him.

These sounds mixed together, a veritable symphony of orphan grievances.

It gave Wen Xishu goosebumps and greatly affected his micro-management.

"If I still had even a little bit of magic resistance... it wouldn't be enough for these sounds to affect my mood."

Wen Xishu's body really couldn't make any unnecessary movements; he was like a snake constantly winding, perfectly avoiding every footprint, and internally imagining that in certain spaces above the footprints, these children hadn't disappeared, and he wouldn't even touch these children.

Although it was very difficult, Wen Xishu did indeed succeed. However, he couldn't make any other movements to ensure he could strike a wooden fish to calm the negative effects brought by these children's sounds.

Wen Xishu began to force himself to think.

"Don't panic..."

"When the children didn't appear, the attendant with the changed face, that is, the trafficker woman, wasn't facing away from me."

"But after the children appeared, she began to face away from me..."

"It's very likely that after the children appear, I cannot look at her. To be even bolder, assume I touched the white footprints left by these children—"

"She might immediately turn around to look at me... who knows, she might transform into some kind of rule that directly captures bunker players."

"So... is the big boss behind the scenes, the source of evil on the train, this trafficker?"

"There are at least sixteen carriages... is the first carriage the big boss?"

Wen Xishu had already arrived at the fifth row.

His peripheral vision could see that, except for the attendant... almost everyone was exactly the same as in the previous carriage.

Wen Xishu's distance was now very close to these passengers.

The passenger in the fifth row was the female internet celebrity.

Wen Xishu had asked about the past experiences of the female internet celebrity who was made pregnant by "Xiao Wang." The reply he got was that she never wanted to live a poor life again.

One could imagine that this "Xiao Wang" must be very rich... although this female internet celebrity posted on Weibo saying she didn't want to rely on the child to gain status and just wanted to give birth to the child, it was clear that her original intention was still to use the child to make money.

She was clearly not very smart.

Wen Xishu could see that the female internet celebrity's lower abdomen was only slightly bulging.

He always felt that in the Tower of Desire, this woman's end would not be very good. In Wen Xishu's previous life, there were also female internet celebrities who gained huge wealth through pregnancy.

But they were smarter, keeping quiet and only starting to build hype after the child was born.

And now, this child hadn't even been born yet, and she had already started building hype... there would likely be huge variables.

Wen Xishu tried to get closer to the female internet celebrity; this was the limit, he couldn't get as close as before.

In the first carriage, Wen Xishu even touched the female internet celebrity's stomach and found that she had no reaction.

Of course, he wasn't some perverted, condescending man with special desires for pregnant women; that was a unique product of the island nation.

But he still wanted to test whether touching the most "precious" thing on an NPC would trigger other reactions from the NPC, rather than just repeating a line of dialogue.

This time, Wen Xishu got a little closer, already within social range... but no options were triggered.

None—no dialogue options like "Where are you from," "Where are you going," or "Past experiences."

Wen Xishu was puzzled internally...

"Could it be that you really only get one chance? Or is it that there will be some in the carriages behind?"

Wen Xishu couldn't figure it out.

If you only get one chance, then the amount of information currently is too little.

Wen Xishu decided to continue forward.

Currently, the game mechanics were still unclear.

"What is certain is that among these passengers, several people clearly have problems or have stories..."

"Their problems or stories will turn into corresponding strange scenarios in the carriages behind."

"Theoretically, I need to see through the rules and pass these scenarios, but is this really the entire gameplay?"

Wen Xishu certainly didn't think the 29th floor of the Mysterious Tower would be so "crude." Although just passing through carriage by carriage was difficult in itself.

But Wen Xishu had a premonition that this train still had more complex gameplay.

It was just like the missions he had passed before, where he could always learn a part of these people's pasts in the Mysterious Tower.

The third row.

Several times... Wen Xishu forced his body to misalign, forcibly snapping his knee joints, just to pass through the gaps between the white footprints and the imaginary bodies of the children.

This was very painful, but Wen Xishu needed the pain to resist the children's screaming. At the same time, his Slaughter Tower attributes gave him amazing recovery power.

And the "static health bar" of his Scorpio dagger meant that no matter how injured he was, it wouldn't affect his own attributes and ability to act.

Combining these two, Wen Xishu managed to make himself "limp and broken," "torn apart," and finally, with great difficulty, crawled through this carriage without touching a single child or stepping on a single white footprint.

The second row.

The first row.

When approaching the first row...

Wen Xishu noticed that the little girl was still there.

Clearly, not long ago, he had already seen that the little girl had also disappeared and turned into white footprints, but now, this little girl had appeared again.

"Could it be... that the little girl also has a problem?"

At first, Wen Xishu only felt that the little girl was actually an accessory, an information-type "NPC" used to hint that the woman might be a human trafficker.

In the carriage where the woman was becoming strange, the little girl might turn into white footprints and disappear like the other children.

But now, in the first row, Wen Xishu actually saw the little girl again.

The little girl's hand was being held by the male attendant.

Yes, the trafficker's face had switched to the attendant's face. And the attendant's face had switched to the woman's face.

This huge sense of difference made Wen Xishu feel a sense of disgust and nausea internally.

"What is all this?"

Speaking of which, why did the attendant's and the woman's faces switch? Did this hint at any information?

Wen Xishu was puzzled.

At this moment, Wen Xishu also noticed one thing.

At the very front of Carriage 02, the trafficker woman was still facing the carriage door. But Wen Xishu could feel that the trafficker's eyes had already begun to squint at him.

If I turn to her at this moment and look at her, what will happen?

This was a thought in Wen Xishu's mind.

But Wen Xishu wasn't the type of person to go and try to die just because he thought of it; he was very sure that doing so would definitely carry huge risks.

Wen Xishu turned his head away, deliberately avoiding eye contact with the trafficker.

He himself finally arrived at the very front, where there were no footprints covering the ground.

Wen Xishu let out a long sigh of relief.

"Finally passed the level..."

This level, in a sense, was passed by Wen Xishu through brute force; although the rule was that you couldn't step on the white footprints, it was almost impossible for an ordinary human to do this.

In the Wang Yueyun, Nisen, and Xiao Jin trio... probably only Xiao Jin could do it. Because Xiao Jin's flexibility was extremely abnormal.

But the other two couldn't.

"I actually can't assume that their starting points are the same as mine... but what is certain is that since it's called a Maze Train, there must be some extremely similar carriages."

"Actually, if you ignore the trafficker and the white footprints, this carriage is almost exactly the same as the previous one."

"But since it's a maze, it's very likely that everyone enters from the same entrance but arrives at different places."

"It's very likely that Xiao Jin and the others' Carriage 02 is a different scenario."

"Perhaps, after passing a certain scenario, it's possible to obtain some auxiliary items for other scenarios?"

"At the very least, this carriage must still have some way to lower the difficulty; otherwise, wouldn't it be assuming that everyone has extremely abnormal physical control and memory?"

Of course, there was another possibility—

That was that Wen Xishu had guessed wrong, and the white footprints and the children's bodies that couldn't be touched were all fake.

But Wen Xishu still firmly believed in his intuitive judgment.

In short, he hadn't stepped on any white footprints, and he had simulated the children's bodies above the footprints in his mind, and he hadn't even touched those bodies.

Although he struggled, and the process of passing was very painful, he finally arrived at the very front of this carriage.

【Do you want to head to the next carriage? Yes, No.】

Wen Xishu no longer hesitated and chose "Yes."

The door to Carriage 02 opened.

Wen Xishu's figure entered that white light, and the next second, what appeared before his eyes was an identical scene.

He had arrived at Carriage 03; he was still very far from Carriage 016.

The scene presented before Wen Xishu at this moment was almost exactly the same as Carriage 01 again.

Seventeen rows of seats, sixteen passengers, two attendants.

Wen Xishu didn't move.

After the experience in Carriage 02, no matter how similar Carriage 03 and Carriage 01 looked at first glance... he firmly believed that the carriages were different from one another.

"In the previous Carriage 02, when I discovered the trafficker's face was on the attendant's face, the rules were instantly activated; fortunately, I reacted quickly... and retreated to the very bottom."

"So it's very likely that the trigger mechanism for the strange rules... is 'finding the differences.' After finding them, the strange rules are triggered, and as a player, besides finding the differences, you also have to find a way to pass through this carriage..."

Wen Xishu began to observe.

The migrant workers in seats 1 and 2 were sitting on the left side of the eleventh row.

The family of three with the brat was sitting on the right side of the eleventh row.

Wen Xishu looked from afar and found no problems.

"Speaking of which, if I use the Luo Pan item here, what will happen?"

Wen Xishu did it as he thought of it, taking out his orange item, the Pseudo-Fate Luo Pan.

But unfortunately, the Luo Pan didn't give Wen Xishu any instructions; the needle was spinning wildly, which meant that there was danger everywhere here.

"This thing is still only useful when looking for people in the Tower of Desire..."

Wen Xishu put away the Luo Pan and began to continue observing.

The student couple was in the ninth row, the female student was still sitting on the outside, turned to the side, with no differences.

The migrant workers in seats 3 and 4 were sitting in the seventh row, with no differences.

Wen Xishu looked directly at the first row and found that the male attendant in the first row had returned to his original appearance.

"It's not him either..."

The remaining reference objects were becoming fewer and fewer, which also meant that the probability of finding the source of the strangeness was increasing.

Wen Xishu looked at the tea-selling old man. The thirteenth row.

He actually didn't like the number thirteen.

Sure enough, when he looked at the thirteenth row, Wen Xishu suddenly felt a chill.

Wen Xishu was in the last row, so when looking at the back of the old man, Wen Xishu couldn't see any abnormalities.

But through the train window, he saw a strange scene...

On the window, he could see the old man's profile, and then he saw a talisman stuck to the old man's forehead.

Wen Xishu immediately became nervous.

The old man!

The strange point of this carriage was this old man.

Once the "differences" were discovered, the strangeness would be activated; this was Wen Xishu's simple guess about this place.

However, the truth seemed to be very close to Wen Xishu's guess...

The next moment, Wen Xishu saw the old man stand up.

In the first instance, Wen Xishu's body performed a backward flash step, and his whole person was pressed directly against the back door of Carriage 03.

Facing the strange, there was nothing shameful about running away if you couldn't find the pattern.

Wen Xishu was pressed tightly against the carriage door, still choosing to refuse to return in his mind, but he could choose to "return" at any time.

The tea-selling old man stood up at this moment and slowly turned around.

The talisman stuck to the old man's forehead was finally seen in its entirety by Wen Xishu.

It was a white talisman paper, but it only had one character written on it.

A character that, in his previous life, Chinese people didn't like to see.

"Dian" (Funeral Offering).

In the dictionary, this character meant offering sacrifices to express mourning for the deceased.

Was he a sacrifice?

Who was he mourning?

Wen Xishu got goosebumps.

Facing this old man the previous few times, he wasn't afraid, but facing this lingering guy for the third time, he began to feel fear.

The old man walked over slowly, getting closer and closer to him.

Wen Xishu felt the dead silence of burning paper money coming at him, overwhelming him.

"You're here; we agreed that you would drink tea."

Indeed, Wen Xishu did have an agreement with the old man, the brat, and the female attendant pushing the cart to sell items.

The old man's movements were much stiffer than before, as stiff as a corpse.

He slowly took out three cups of tea.

"Choose one of three, child."

"Of these three cups of tea, one can bring you back from the dead, one can increase his lifespan, and one can restore your youth."

Three cups of tea floated directly in the air.

The fear in Wen Xishu's heart intensified.

One can bring you back from the dead. One can increase his lifespan, one can restore your youth...

Very strange.

Increasing lifespan and restoring youth—aren't the end results the same?

There was another point that was the root cause of Wen Xishu's fear, and that was why did two pronouns appear in the tea-selling old man's words?

Bring *you* back from the dead.

Increase *his* lifespan.

You and him? Did this refer to two different people? Bringing you back from the dead sounded like it was being said to a dead person.

Combined with the talisman paper with the character "Dian" on the old man's forehead, Wen Xishu seemed to have thought of something.

"Who exactly are you? What do you want to do?"

"I received a commission to bring unclean people back to the Sinful Land... hurry up and choose tea to drink."

"Is the one being brought back from the dead Wen Xishu?"

"Yes, Wen Xishu, it's time to drink tea," the old man said.

His voice seemed to carry some kind of hypnotic effect.

Wen Xishu only felt that he seemed to have to drink the tea.

But his thinking didn't decline because of this.

"Drinking the tea is the rule for this level... Wen Xishu is not me."

Although Wen Xishu felt his scalp tingling, he still thought of a possibility.

"I am a transmigrator..."

"The Wen Xishu who died is not me, but another person."

"That Wen Xishu is actually already dead!"

"Am I the unclean person? In other words, should I return to the Sinful Land?" Wen Xishu felt his heart crawl.

"So if I drink the cup of tea that brings me back from the dead, the one truly being brought back from the dead is not me... but the real Wen Xishu."

"I am alive, so he died... then if he is alive, does it mean I will die too?"

Bringing back from the dead is actually the tea that kills oneself. Can't choose it, can't drink it.

"There is one more cup, restoring youth. Now it seems that restoring youth probably doesn't mean letting you become young... but letting the body return to the state of a certain time period."

"For example, two months ago."

Wen Xishu had actually only transmigrated to this world for less than two months. In these two months, he was undoubtedly the brightest star in the bunker.

He kept climbing the tower, almost living in the Three Towers, which also caused many fate trajectories to be re-anchored, and the impact on the Three Towers War was not insignificant.

But it is worth mentioning that Wen Xishu himself was very clear that he was a transmigrator.

He was not that real Wen Xishu.

The real Wen Xishu was actually a "fool."

If restoring youth... refers to returning to a certain time node.

Then does it mean that he will be driven away?

That might still mean he will die!

So the tea for restoring youth cannot be drunk either.

The remaining tea is the cup that "increases his lifespan."

According to Wen Xishu's current thoughts, this cup of tea is the one he must drink; only by choosing this cup of tea... can he survive.

Although he was very afraid and didn't know why such an existence as the tea-selling old man existed...

He didn't know why the other party would chase him all the way here, nor did he know if there would be other pursuers from the "Sinful Land" later...

But Wen Xishu had to pass this level first.

"Sorry, transmigration itself is a very cruel thing; although my arrival caused you to die, if I didn't come, you wouldn't have been able to survive either, right?"

"Wen Xishu is me, I am Wen Xishu; from the moment I arrived, my glory belongs to both me and you."

"I don't know if this old man was summoned by you, but unfortunately, my journey cannot end here."

This was what Wen Xishu said to "himself" in his mind.

Next, there were three choices placed before Wen Xishu.

Red, white, black, three teacups.

He had to judge which cup of tea was harmless to him.

He couldn't choose the ones for bringing back from the dead or restoring youth. He could only choose the one for increasing lifespan.

Because not long ago, Wen Xishu had tested that the Luo Pan would be interfered with here, so Wen Xishu couldn't use the Fate Luo Pan to help him filter.

He could only use methods.

"Don't rush... even if there is no rule to speak of, I have a one-third probability of surviving, which is much better than a one-in-ten chance of survival, right?"

Wen Xishu began to observe.

"If I choose this cup, but I find it's not the tea I like to drink, can I change to another one?"

"You can. But you can only drink one kind." The old man's voice was very stiff.

Wen Xishu said:

"Then I choose this cup."

Wen Xishu first chose the white cup.

He opened the white cup, and the tea fragrance overflowed; at this moment, Wen Xishu even felt a bit intoxicated.

He had an urge to drink this cup of tea in one gulp.

But at this moment, Wen Xishu didn't care about his own feelings; what he cared about was the old man's feelings.

The old man's head shook gently, clearly resisting something.

Wen Xishu put the lid back on.

"Sorry, I don't like it; I'll change to another cup."

Wen Xishu opened the red cup.

The tea leaves in the red cup were as scarlet as blood, but the tea fragrance was even richer. The old man's body also began to shake gently.

Wen Xishu said directly:

"Alright, this cup doesn't taste very good either; my luck is really bad. I'll change to another cup."

The third cup, the black cup.

The tea water was plain and unremarkable; although there was tea fragrance, it was far less rich than the previous two cups.

Wen Xishu also couldn't sense any change in the old man's body.

"I want this cup."

The old man's tone was still as calm and dead as before:

"Drink it."

Wen Xishu couldn't refuse.

He could certainly choose to resist with force; his level of over forty floors in the Slaughter Tower was definitely a powerful monster-level existence in the 29th floor of the Mysterious Tower.

But he had no magic resistance and found it difficult to resist mental intrusion.

Fortunately, Wen Xishu could play even according to the gameplay required by the rules.

He didn't hesitate and drank this cup of tea directly.

When the black tea was swallowed by Wen Xishu, the old man sighed:

"Others will come to find you. Don't climb the tower, don't climb the tower, don't climb the tower."

The old man's figure disappeared.

A prompt appeared in Wen Xishu's mind.

【Your lifespan has been significantly increased. You will be less affected by diseases.】

Chose correctly.

As the old man's figure disappeared, sweat clearly appeared on Wen Xishu's forehead.

The increase in lifespan belonged to a change in physique.

But for Wen Xishu, who had finally been relieved after enduring great fear, his body would still have some natural reactions.

Such as sweating.

"Sinful Land..."

"Could it be that my transmigration isn't as simple as I imagined?"

Wen Xishu couldn't figure out this result.

In his view, everything happened so naturally; the moment he opened his eyes, he became Wen Xishu, a death row prisoner who could only rely on climbing the Mysterious Tower to prolong his life.

He quickly adapted to this identity, but he never thought about the cause and effect.

Now that he thought about it, could it be that all of this actually hid a conspiracy? Could it be that Wen Zhaohua longed for his younger brother to gain power and used some rituals?

But the ritual went wrong... and brought him here?

Shaking his head, Wen Xishu decided to head to Carriage 04. These guesses were purely guesses, without any foundation.

He could only think that there might be clues later.

As for why he was able to choose the right tea, it was because the "smell of death" on the old man was too strong; he judged that the old man was already dead.

And the old man still had a talisman paper on his forehead, which was a way of sticking it for the dead. Living people generally put talismans in pouches or pendants. Only the dead have them stuck to their foreheads.

So Wen Xishu concluded that the old man was already dead. Like the "indigenous Wen Xishu," who was also dead, he would innately long for resurrection.

Facing the tea for restoring youth and the tea for bringing back from the dead, which could change his state, the old man would definitely react.

But for the tea for increasing lifespan, the old man specifically used the pronoun "he."

If "you" represented the "indigenous Wen Xishu," then "he" represented the "transmigrated Wen Xishu."

So the tea for lifespan had no attraction to the old man; that was tea for the living.

With the help of this point, Wen Xishu found the cup of tea that was useful to him from the three cups.

As the old man disappeared, Wen Xishu could naturally start entering the fourth carriage.

He was still very cautious, constantly looking for differences.

After being sure there were no other differences, and being sure that he still couldn't interact with others in this Carriage 03, Wen Xishu entered the fourth carriage.

【Do you want to head to the next carriage? Yes, No.】

Wen Xishu chose "Yes."

The carriage door opened, and his figure plunged into the white light again.

At this moment, Wen Xishu discovered... the scene had changed. A very obvious change.

He didn't enter Carriage 04, but was in Carriage 03.5.

Yes, this carriage was 03.5.

In this carriage, there were seventeen rows of seats, but the seats were all empty. There were no passengers or attendants.

【You have successfully passed through two strange carriages; congratulations on arriving at the rest carriage.】

Rest carriage?

Wen Xishu seemed to understand what the purpose of this place was.

Although he didn't see any passengers here, here, Wen Xishu saw the thing he longed to see.

Telephones.

In the seventeenth row, Wen Xishu saw that there were five telephones on five seats.

There were also some in the sixteenth row, but the telephones in the sixteenth row, and even the fifteenth and fourteenth rows... were all sealed.

Only the five telephones in the seventeenth row were not sealed and were likely usable.

Wen Xishu thought for a moment and seemed to understand.

"It looks like this is a short rest carriage where you can contact other partners and exchange information."

In the preset difficulty of the levels, it was not assumed that one person could remember all the details of sixteen passengers.

So this was actually a project of division of labor and cooperation.

The Maze Train had multiple starting points, and each starting point was Carriage 01.

The destination corresponding to each starting point was also Carriage 016.

But the order of the strange carriages encountered by each person might be different.

For example, Wen Xishu's Carriage 02 was the rule-based carriage of the trafficker after becoming strange.

But it was very likely that Nisen, Xiao Jin, and the others were in another carriage.

However, if Wen Xishu passed Carriage 02, then Wen Xishu could tell others how to operate after encountering the trafficker rule-based carriage.

Similarly, others could tell Wen Xishu the information about the strange carriages they encountered to provide clues for Wen Xishu.

Wen Xishu felt it was a bit interesting.

He didn't know which of the five telephones corresponded to whom. He thought for a moment, then picked up a telephone and said into the receiver:

"Hello, can you hear me? Can anyone hear me?"

In fact, Wen Xishu wasn't sure if the other party would hear him this way, or if the other party also had to enter the "03.5" carriage to answer the phone.

But soon, Wen Xishu received a response.

"Wow? Tree Brother? Where are you! How did your voice appear on the broadcast?"

Wen Xishu was overjoyed; it was Xiao Jin!

Xiao Jin had answered his call.

(End of chapter)