For the next month, the train space seemed to be divided into two extreme worlds.
On one side are a very small minority, represented by Xiao Jin.
Her schedule was so precise it was like a killing machine, relentlessly wielding her knife tens of thousands of times every day.
The flashing blades wove an impenetrable web of death within the expanded training ground, the whistling sound of blades cutting through the air almost never ceasing.
Amo would sometimes grow larger to spar with her, its enormous snake body nimbly dodging attacks, and at other times it would spew venom to corrode specially made targets.
All the resources, materials, and even low-level items that Xiao Jin obtained in previous dungeons but couldn't use herself, she didn't hesitate to put on the trading platform to exchange for huge amounts of points and items that were more suitable for her.
She calmly analyzed her own strengths and weaknesses, used a large number of points to enhance her items, and purchased items to improve her mental strength.
Silently preparing, Xiao Jin was like a piece of cold iron thirsting for blood, honing himself to become increasingly sharp and intimidating.
On the other side, however, lies the image of countless people sinking into depravity.
Perhaps it was because the pressure of the final dungeon was too desperate, or perhaps it was intentional on the part of the system—shortly after the alarm sounded, a so-called "leisure and entertainment area" was opened up in the train space.
It is a new area that has never been seen before.
There are bars with dim, hazy lighting, casinos teeming with people and noisy chatter, and dance halls with deafening music... These places are open to all players and have become the best anesthetic for feelings of despair.
Normally, the carriages are completely separate, but here, people can have a brief reunion, which only requires spending some points.
"Since we're all going to die anyway, let's enjoy life while we can!"
"Hahaha, all in! If I win, I get a VIP room with young models; if I lose, I have to do dungeon runs!"
"Drink! This liquor is really strong! You can't afford to drink this in the real world!"
"Hey beautiful, wanna dance? Tomorrow? Who cares about tomorrow!"
Countless players with weak willpower became addicted to it, living a life of decadence and debauchery.
Points were squandered like water, and rare items were easily pawned and lost at the gambling table. They used extreme indulgence to numb their fear of death.
Xiao Jin occasionally needs to make transactions or pass through these areas, and he always attracts all sorts of attention.
Some admired her strength and composure, some were jealous of her abundant resources, and some, drunk, tried to approach her or provoke her.
Without exception, they all shrank back awkwardly after meeting her cold, emotionless eyes.
She watched coldly as those who were gradually emptying their last cards in the midst of revelry, as if watching a farce that had nothing to do with her.
Save them?
No one can save them.
Those who save themselves will be saved by Heaven, and those who abandon themselves will be abandoned by Heaven. This is the most basic rule of the survival game.
But soon, as the one-month break was about to end and the system's countdown tolled like a death knell, those players who had squandered their money were finally jolted awake from their delusions.
The channel was filled with desperate cries of despair in the final moments:
"My points! My items are all gone! Can someone lend me some? Please!"
"Damn system! You've opened these hellholes to harm us!"
"I don't want to die! I really don't want to die! Waaaaah..."
"Boss! Boss Xiao Jin! Please take me under your wing, I'll do anything for you!"
Crying, cursing, begging... the channel was filled with all sorts of ugly behavior.
Not only Xiao Jin, but all the players with a name on the leaderboard were called out, and many players were begging for help.
But such people deserve to die, and nobody responded on the channel. Chu Yuan, however, maintained his usual unapproachable style and begged the begging player a torrent of abuse.
Xiao Jin closed the channel and checked her status one last time.
The longsword 'Shadow Shatter' hummed softly as Amo coiled it around her wrist. She took a deep breath, stood in the center of the carriage, her eyes sharp as knives, and awaited the teleportation.
The white light once again enveloped everything, and the ultimate dungeon—"The Crimson Finale"—officially began!
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[Beep! Signal implantation complete, star anchor point confirmation in progress]
[Anchor point confirmed, preparing to teleport...]
The survival game is about to begin. We wish all players a pleasant gaming experience.
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【drop!】
[World loading...]
[Mode...buzzing...]
[The final chapter instance has been detected. The administrator is about to awaken from slumber and begin the selection process, preparing to take over the reserve spark.]
[Main Quest: "Arrive at the 'Ark Core,' activate the 'Spark of Civilization,' and receive the reward: Surviving Earthlings will officially become interstellar citizens. 'Know everything, decide the future.'"]
[Start Game]
Before Xiao Jin could process the information in her mind, she felt a sudden weightlessness.
The feeling of weightlessness was like an invisible giant hand, suddenly pulling Xiao Jin out of the brief chaos!
She opened her eyes and found herself facing a dark sky rushing by, with the howling wind and the terrified screams and curses of countless players all around her.
"Fuck your mother! A survival game! You're going all out right from the start?"
"Aaaaaah—Help! Waaaaah~ I'm going to fall and die!"
"Flying device! Does anyone have a flying device? Help me out, I'll reward you handsomely!"
Just take that with a grain of salt. Everyone who's gotten this far has some kind of flying device; they're just trying to get something for free.
Sure enough, the player who spoke received a glare, and the other person gave an awkward smile.
Despite his body spinning wildly in the air, Xiao Jin remained calm and tried to steady himself. Taking advantage of the opportunity, his eyes sharp as an eagle's, he quickly scanned the area below.
The land was an endless wasteland, with cracked black soil and exposed metal wreckage forming the main colors, desolate and lifeless.
There were no sun, moon, or stars in the sky, only a oppressive, seemingly eternal darkness, exuding a chilling despair.
What a cruel scene of the apocalypse! Xiao Jin continued to look into the distance.
In the far distance, an unimaginably massive tower pierced the sky, like a colossal beast lurking on the edge of the apocalypse, its details obscured by the dim light and distance, making them indistinct.
The altitude is decreasing rapidly, and the wreckage on the ground is clearly visible. If this lands on solid ground, even a strengthened player would be turned into a pile of minced meat!
At this critical moment, a dazzling ice-blue light suddenly burst forth from behind Xiao Jin!
"Buzz—!"
A pair of enormous, magnificent wings, formed from countless ice crystals, suddenly unfolded, each feather reflecting a chilling light, breathtakingly beautiful yet carrying an extreme coldness.
With a gentle flap of her wings, the powerful lift instantly supported her falling body, allowing her to float gracefully and stably in mid-air.
"Holy crap! What is that?!"
"Wow...what beautiful wings!"
"Damn it, comparing yourself to others is just awful. I can only use this broken broom!" A player sullenly lay on a bare magic broom in a comical posture.
In an instant, all sorts of envious, jealous, and resentful glances were cast their way. They weren't without flying gadgets, but this one was so cool, it seemed to have its own background music—only they had one like it.
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