The young man recalled the only losing deal he had ever made in the Western Continent, and suddenly felt somewhat depressed.
"Didn't you know that the Dawn Cult was searching for that corpse? They were clearly trying to frame me and make me take the blame for you stealing the elder's body."
Phil Gray had never seen such a self-righteous person before; if it were him, he would have hidden away long ago. But this person probably never expected that he would remember his voice.
He was indeed deeply impressed by that voice, which sounded like glass rubbing together.
He squinted, carefully examining the young man who had almost tricked him in the past. In the past, his level was low, so he couldn't see some things, but now he could sense that the young man was surrounded by many indistinct ghosts. Because the space was small, these ghosts were crowded together, dark and somewhat frightening.
"Huh?" The young man was puzzled. "Why would they frame you? Don't you have a space stone? If you put it in your space, how could the people of Dawn possibly find you on the vast continent of Ver?"
Phil Gray was speechless for a moment. He couldn't very well say that he didn't know there would be a Dawn Mark left on his hand, could he?
After all, controlling undead creatures to dissect corpses is common knowledge within the Church of the Dead.
Eli chuckled to himself, but did not interrupt the confrontation between the two.
Violent conflicts were not allowed on the train, and fighting was unlikely, so he just watched the spectacle.
"Regardless, you didn't tell me where the body came from or the risks involved, you have to admit that, right?"
Phil Gray countered.
"Okay, I admit it, but you also have to admit you got a bargain, right? You can't find this kind of top-quality material even at a high price these days. If I hadn't been short of money and someone hadn't been watching me, I wouldn't have sold it to you." The young man rolled his eyes.
As he spoke, the surrounding ghosts all turned to look at Phil Gray, creating a terrifying pressure and aura.
Phil Gray frowned. Fortunately, although he had been on tenterhooks for a while, he not only obtained the Sunfire Sword Gloves but also became the Holy Son of Dawn, so he decided not to pursue the matter any further.
Moreover, this young man seems a bit strange. This place is full of believers and followers of death, but I haven't seen any follower surrounded by countless dead souls, have I?
Moreover, these wandering souls varied in age; some were very old, while others were only a few years old, clinging to the legs of young people.
Being cautious, Phil Gray didn't speak to him again, turned around and went into his own private room, closing the door tightly.
"Hey? Friend, don't go! You still haven't told me what happened next. Normally, Chenxi should have caused a scene at our church as usual, but this time she was quiet and didn't say anything. I'm really curious."
The man tapped the wooden board again, persisting in his questioning.
The body was found, and a holy child was also rescued, so Dawn naturally decided to let the matter rest.
Phil Gray covered his ears, afraid that if he listened any longer he would violate the rule that hands were not allowed on the train.
"Let's chat. This train journey is so boring. It's so rare to run into someone we know."
Eli stood up and sneered, "Don't you understand that my boss doesn't want to talk to you? Don't act innocent after getting the benefit. Are we not pursuing what happened back then because it's inconvenient on the train now, or are you thinking about getting beaten up by us when we get to our destination?"
"Fighting is great, I'd be happy to oblige. Are you also heading to Gilga City?"
"Yes, since you're so eager to get beaten up, then wait. But once you get to Gilga City, don't you dare run away."
"If you're not going to run, why don't you let me in? Then you can supervise me as you please."
"We refuse."
"No, wait, you know how hard it is to find an acquaintance on this train. I have other corpse materials here. I remember the boss needs the right hand of the corpse, right? I have a lot here. Let me in, and you can pick a few things at will."
"You can't just become a boss whenever you want."
Phil Gray was a little puzzled as to why this man kept trying to get into his private room, but he was indeed quite interested in the body material.
He needs to see what this person is up to.
“Let him in.” He gestured with his chin toward Eli.
Eli pulled open the door to the private room and saw the young man outside quickly enter the room and then close the door again.
As he arrived, the spirits of the dead who had been with him followed, making the private room feel like it was packed with people.
Phil Gray was horrified by the scene and momentarily regretted letting him in.
"What is your purpose? Just say it."
"Shh!"
The young man put his finger to his lips, indicating that he should not speak for the time being.
Immediately afterwards, footsteps could be heard from not far away.
"A fare evader has boarded the train. Passengers, please be aware and report any suspicious persons to the train conductor immediately."
"Where is he? He was just here a moment ago."
"Over here!"
The hurried footsteps stopped nearby, and then the woman's voice came from the next private room: "What? I've never seen this before. Why are you arresting fare dodgers? It felt like a ghost was spying on me. Can you please take care of this?"
"Sorry to bother you."
"here."
Footsteps approached outside their private room. The three men's eyes darted around, each with their own thoughts.
Eli smiled and made a threatening gesture as he pulled the door open, while the young man looked at him pleadingly.
"Knock knock knock!"
The door was being knocked on urgently and loudly.
"Excuse me, have you seen anyone suspicious in the vicinity? Would it be convenient for you to open your door so we can check?"
What's going on? So this guy didn't buy a ticket and was planning to freeload off the entire train? Phil Gray glanced at him, ignoring the other's anxious expression, and opened the door, deliberately showing off the young man who was jumping up and down in a panic.
“If we’re talking about suspicious people, this guy keeps trying to get into our compartment, I suspect he’s a fare evader.”
The people outside were stunned. The leader immediately came over and stared at the young man with a serious look: "Please get out of the car immediately."
"Can't I just buy a ticket?" the young man said unwillingly.
"Upon inspection, there are thousands of undead creatures around you, far exceeding the train's carrying capacity. Even if you bought thousands of tickets, you are prohibited from boarding." The man read out the train conductor's reason for prohibiting young people from boarding, and he was somewhat incredulous. He was a follower of the Eternal Church, but he had worked in the area of the Church of the Dead for many years, and even so, he had never heard of such a thing.
However, the detection function of the large column will never make a mistake, and no undead will be able to successfully evade the ticket.
Phil Gray was also somewhat shocked; he hadn't expected that there would be so many undead in that dark mass.
"Alright." The young man was reluctantly led away by the person in charge, giving them a resentful look before leaving.
“Fare-dodging is shameful,” Phil Gray replied.
After they had all disappeared from sight, he added, "But if it were me, I probably couldn't afford the trip either."
"Boss, look!" Eli pointed to the window, where he could see the young man getting out of the car.
The space became more open, allowing the wandering souls to roam freely, in a vast and mighty procession, like a young man leading an army of thousands.
The scene was spectacular, and Phil Gray was stunned. "Who exactly is he?"
“I don’t know either. To be honest, the moment he appeared, I felt a sense of oppression from death. The gaze from hundreds or thousands of eyes was terrifying. I’m already at the Divine Prophecy level, and I feel that he’s at the same level as me or even higher,” Eli sighed.
"You just challenged him to a fight? Aren't you afraid of getting beaten up instead?"
"Isn't there you, boss? Two against one, even a god-level descendant could be scratched a few times by us, right?"
Phil Gray shook his head: "He should only be at the Divine Prophecy level, but there are too many undead around him. When they gather together, the aura of death is extremely strong, even surpassing the aura of a Divine Descent level follower."
"Oh, I see. Then I can try to fight him one-on-one. No, I mean, if I fight him, it should be him ganging up on me, right?" Eli shuddered as he imagined the scene of the undead swarming at him.
"Alright, let's not talk about him anymore. We'll reach our destination in three more cities."
"Okay, I wonder if the elders will make an exception and postpone the time for us."
"No, they'll probably just think of us as two arrogant lunatics."
"But madmen don't know where the elders live; only the dead do."
"Then let's give them a shock from the dead?"
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