Chapter 010 Invisible

The rejection team raised their shields, and a researcher hid behind them and screamed, "Why is this happening?! Isn't the [Train] invisible during tunneling?"

Obviously, there must be some kind of [existence] that affects or breaks through this invisible state.

Miroku squinted in the light, his sight fixed on the obviously unusual classical carriage in the middle section.

Buzz——

The air around them suddenly relaxed.

The invisible "it" actually left?

No, not leaving.

Miroku bit his tongue hard, his amber eyes tinged with pale gold.

She could see thin silhouettes rising up, trying to catch up with the train in the tunnel.

This process should be unobservable, but under many influences, an intuitive picture is created.

Even the researchers around her could see it with their own eyes and let out even sharper screams.

Azure ripples rushed through the darkness, illuminating in waves.

Milo's glasses frame shattered into pieces, the glass scratched his cheek, and his amber eyes shone with gold, deeply engraving the moment of collision in his mind.

Beep beep beep beep.

The Paster value rose sharply, and the abnormal and strange power that overflowed was enough to crush the weak life forms below.

Beep beep beep…beep beep…beep.

The researcher couldn't see the collision in the sky clearly, and the first thing he noticed was the slowing beep in his ears.

This measuring instrument has built-in high-energy explosives, which will naturally detonate when the energy exceeds 2000 points.

Even if the vibration just now didn't break the hard shell of the measuring instrument, it should have activated the internal early warning device, right?

He glanced at the number on the dial and his eyes widened: Wait, how much?

800…600…400…

What's going on? When something unusual happens, it doesn't increase but decreases, and it decreases very quickly?!

bite--

Milo's eyes were as clear as before, but a trace of blood was flowing from his lips.

The train was hit by an invisible anomaly, and the tunnel was forcibly terminated, and it plummeted towards this dark "sea".

…

Under the dim light, Snake Eyes closed the book with a sullen look on his face.

"[Insufficient manpower]? You can't even gather two people to deal with a mere material with no combat power?"

The strange object in the shape of a telephone made a pleasant sound, as if a girl was interpreting an aria simultaneously.

"I'm very sorry, but the elite team on the train has been unusually missing..."

Snake Eyes sneered unceremoniously.

"Heh, nothing happened to your real elites, what are you afraid of?"

“…”

The phone was silent for a moment, and then replied earnestly.

"The target's supernatural powers are far beyond our expectations. Attempts at poisoning, traps, and ambushes have all failed."

The sneer on Snake Eyes' face faded a little. He thought for a few seconds and asked, "How did the ambush fail? Did she see that she was being strangled?"

"I'm very sorry, due to a shortage of manpower, the ambush will be set by members of the logistics team."

"After leaving their seats, they disappeared mid-carriage, possibly triggering some mechanism within the train itself..."

Snake Eyes understood their implication, and a sarcastic expression appeared on his face again.

This rabble, deprived of divine grace, had nothing but plenty of people. They wouldn't mind if everyone on the train died; they just wanted some extra benefits.

"I'll add the money—Yuanjin will settle the bill."

As expected. As soon as these words were spoken, the tone on the other end of the phone suddenly became a little more enthusiastic.

"Don't worry, sir. We'll have the team members on board gather intelligence. The elites will set up a second ambush near the United City."

"Um."

Snake Eyes snorted and hung up the phone.

This group of people were quite cautious and knew to use cannon fodder to test the details of the material first. After all, the intelligence was very vague... Hmm.

His eyes changed slightly, and a trace of fear suddenly flashed across them.

Poison and traps are ineffective - her superpowers must have evolved again, and as speculated, they work on both "cognition" and "facts".

Whatever "I" cannot see is considered harmless.

Whatever the "I" does not understand, it distorts its existence.

Now there is another rule: if I am unconscious, it has no effect on me...

These three sentences are actually unable to summarize the superpowers possessed by Chen Xiao'er, but she already has terrifying potential.

Snake Eyes pondered for a moment on the sofa and picked up the phone again.

"It can cause serious damage to the material. If the damage is less than three parts, I will pay normally."

"Thank you for your tolerance."

Die in peace, dangerous factors.

…

Lin Lang gently leaned his shoulder against the toilet door and glanced around warily.

Not only was she on guard against the slowly surging blood vessels and bubbles around her, she was also looking for dangers that could cause a tingling sensation in the back of her head.

As a former key training target on the human soul front, she naturally had the tissue of the alienated beast implanted in her body.

[Wolf Claws], [Wolf Fangs], [Wolf Bones] and incomplete wolf eyes.

The multiple alienated parts of his body gave Lin Lang a beast-like intuition about impending crisis.

Where exactly is the crisis?

Sniff. She twitched her nose and smelled a faint scent of blood. However, Carriage 7 was unusually quiet, as if there was no urge to hunt down the passengers.

It's either a train or an assassin, so besides that reckless woman, are there other assassins hiding nearby?

Unable to see anything unusual for the time being, she simply closed her eyes and let her senses gradually spread through her ears - and she heard some very faint screams.

Is it a carriage that is far away?

No.

A shudder ran through the spinal cord like an electric current, which was the reaction of the bones sensing the "object" with an extremely high Paster value.

Something extremely dangerous has become entangled with "certain people." Is it a strange object carried by an assassin, a strange monster, or some unknown entity?

Lin Lang staggered to the door panel, ready to knock on the toilet door at any time.

Snap, clack, clack.

The sound of hurried footsteps came closer and closer, and she suddenly stood up and stared at the connection between the carriages.

A man ran over from carriage No. 8, his body covered in blood, and a trail of blood stretched out under his feet.

“Roar, roar!”

He let out an inhuman scream, his eyes bloodshot. He held a dagger in each hand, his left hand still gripping the blade, his palm about to be cut in two.

"roar--"

The wolf's instinct was instantly aroused, and Lin Lang growled and blocked the man's dagger.

[Abnormality is prohibited] near [Chen Xiao'er], and the super powers of both parties are suppressed. She actually has the illusion of being physically exhausted.

The arms haven't transformed into lycanthropy, so this little bit of strength is not enough.

Lin Lang turned his body and kicked out with his right leg.

Clang!

The man staggered and fell, and the two daggers fell to the ground.

Lin Lang looked behind him with a gloomy expression. There were actually more than a dozen people stomping on the floor and rushing towards him - are these people really going to die? Where's the train? Can you take care of the train?!

Crash.

The sound of the toilet flushing came from inside the door.

"Chen Xiao'er, don't come out yet!" Lin Lang pushed the door with his shoulder, and kicked away the two guys who rushed over.

Are they the Death Troopers? No, these guys are terrible at fighting. If I still had my super powers, I could kill them all by myself.

She immediately noticed something was wrong.

Each of them had wounds of varying sizes on their bodies, and their eyes and expressions were dazed, much like the poor creatures who had been attacked by monsters in the No Man's Land.

The real danger is not this group of weaklings... They were driven here by someone with a high Paster value.

So, where is it?

Lin Lang took a breath, turned her neck, and quickly glanced left and right. Nothing unusual, nothing at all, I can't see anything.

Sweat trickled down his cheeks.

Beep, beep, beep, beep.

The Pasteurizer in the distance screamed.