The silver box that was being held by his elbow didn't look like an office box.

The other hand hung to the side, and the book in its hand was full of wrinkles, as if it had been squeezed.

It was not until dawn that Qin Nuo discovered that there was a baby in the corner next to the man.

Wrapped in a cotton-padded jacket, he seemed to be fast asleep inside.

"Is this his child?"

Qin Nuo was secretly puzzled. He touched the baby with his fingers and found it was extremely cold. He could only believe that the baby had died in his sleep.

The book in the man's hand was a baby book with cartoon animals scribbled on it with a red pen.

Seeing this, Qin Nuo's expression was a little strange.

Could this be another game rule about finding something to kill them?

There was a noise in front of the carriage.

It was a puppet maid pushing a dining cart and walking on the sidewalk.

"Passengers, it's time for breakfast. The dining car has prepared a sumptuous breakfast. Please enjoy it."

You really have to enjoy it on your own, because the food truck will not stop, so you have to be quick to get it.

When the food cart passed by, Qin Nuo took a plate with two soft fried dough sticks on it. They had been left out for too long and were no longer crispy.

"It's only been a day, and I'm already missing the delicious food in the second car."

Qin Nuo put the fried dough stick into his mouth and just took a bite when someone suddenly stood up and said, "I need to go to the bathroom."

The puppet maid didn't look at him, but just said two words: "Okay."

The man was tall and wore an army green vest. He walked down from the front.

When Qin Nuo saw him, he was slightly stunned.

His left arm was gone. The cut was unbandaged, the incision neat and clean, with no blood oozing out. It was like it had been removed like a spare part...

In addition, his left eye socket was also pitch black, and the eyeball inside was missing...