Chapter 122
It would be best if someone could step forward at this time to take on this dilemma.
Coleman nodded and no longer asked what Lu Jiamu was thinking.
In the following two months, Kou Man and Wei Xiaoyan tacitly agreed not to ask him how he took care of Yu Leng, as if he had never had this companion.
They really don't want to know how their mortal companion dies every day.
During this period, the passengers in the front car only came once or twice during this period, but because the experience of running over and going crazy was not very good, they soon stopped coming.
The passengers in the last few carriages were all very optimistic and self-entertaining people, and their pace of life was exceptionally healthy.
They always understand and sympathize with each other, often give in to each other, and take extra care of the three newcomers. The carriage is harmonious and the atmosphere is good, as if everyone is a family.
The three of them had been in the midst of incomprehensible strange events. Every day they either survived in the ghost world or stayed alert to the dark night that would come at any time in the wheel of time and space. They rarely met enthusiastic people.
Now that I am on this train, I finally feel like I have returned to the world of the living.
But no matter how nice this place is, it is still just a train that keeps restarting, not a world that belongs to them.
They initially thought that perhaps there was an unspoken time limit in the Wheel of Time, and once that time had passed they would be picked up.
However, after living in the car for two months, there was no movement.
The three of them could only hide from other passengers and discuss again whether it was because they didn't have enough time or if they needed to trigger some requirements before they could leave.
After listening to their thoughts, Lu Jiamu asked, "Have you noticed that in the places we have been to before, only those where survival itself is difficult are considered survival missions."
But here, survival is not only very simple, some people can't even die even if they want to. The way to leave this train is definitely not just by waiting.
"That's right." Coleman nodded, "And every day we spend here is actually the same day. Even if we wait another year, it will still be the same day."
Lu Jiamu leaned forward and pointed diagonally in front of him. Every day before, a light would appear there in the early morning.
"I think the thing in the front of the train is the key reason why this train keeps looping. It's just because the people on this train are ordinary people that they don't have any countermeasures."
At this point, the three of them had reached a tacit consensus. The answer was so obvious that they should destroy the light spot.
Although this seemed like a simple operation, Coleman was still a little hesitant: "Do you think... they are still alive?"
If the passengers in this car are ghosts trapped here by the light spot and have forgotten the fact that they are dead, then as long as they break the light spot, they will put themselves and the people outside in danger.
The diary opened and closed "click", as if it couldn't bear the loneliness and wanted to join in their discussion.
It's a pity that it has no mouth to speak, so it can only use words to mock: [It's only been more than two months, and you can't stay here anymore? When there was danger, you desperately tried to survive, but now that you are safe, you are rushing to die. What a strange person.]
[I think this car is good, comfortable and safe.]
But no one cares about the opinion of a crappy diary.
"I think they are alive. Because they don't seem to have any signs of losing their memories." Lu Jiamu stood up. "I'll go call the bishop."
When the bishop heard someone calling him, he immediately walked towards them.
Seeing these three people sitting together with serious faces, it didn't seem like they were asking him to play a game, so he became a little confused: "What's wrong?"
Lu Jiamu smiled and spoke first: "We would like you to think carefully about what happened on the day you got on the bus. Is there anything unusual? In other words, was there anything unusual around you in the days before you got on the bus?"
The bishop frowned and said, "Didn't I tell you once before?"
"But I want to hear you tell us everything in detail again, because it's been so long since we got on the bus. Just think of it as telling us a story, and you can tell us every little detail."
The bishop obviously did not want to recall the normal years before he got on the train when he was accompanied by his family and friends. He just perfunctorily told her how he wanted to go out, bought a ticket and got on the train, but the train started to circle halfway and he could not get off.
All of this seems inexplicable and unknown from his narrative perspective.
Lu Jiamu touched his chin and said in a very reserved and euphemistic tone: "I didn't tell you before because I wasn't sure, but we may know why you are trapped here."
The bishop was stunned for a moment, then his face was filled with ecstasy: "I knew it! I knew that you could get on the bus halfway and you would definitely be able to save us! Are you gods? Tell me why?"
The passengers in the last car have always been very interested in the truth and have come up with many speculations over the years.
This includes the possibility that the train has entered a space-time rift, or that the train is a toy of some god, who deliberately gave them a buff to see how the passengers on the train will eventually evolve.
Maybe the car had been in an accident and they were trapped in their own minds, because it was said that at the moment before a person dies, the revolving memory would be extended indefinitely.
Maybe they are all dead and trapped in Hell.
Etc., etc. But all speculations are just speculations, and there is no way to confirm them.
"We don't know if you guessed it right." Lu Jiamu pointed to the front of the car again, "Has anyone seen a light over there in the early morning every day?"
The bishop shook his head.
"But all three of us saw that there was a light there every day when the train restarted, probably in the cockpit."
The bishop smiled bitterly: "Perhaps this is due to some kind of flaw in ourselves, a curse cast upon us? We have it and cannot leave it."
Although he had not seen any light spots with his own eyes, the bishop immediately asked excitedly if there was any way for them to enter the cockpit, and urged them to go and have a look quickly. He also called other passengers and used his public speaking skills.
Lu Jiamu went to carry out Yu Leng's body and told them to stop talking nonsense and leave quickly.
It was already afternoon time, and the crazy people in the carriage ahead had almost killed each other during the day, leaving only corpses on the ground and some listless people hiding under the seats to waste their time.
There were only a few obstacles along the way, but they were easily resolved. After walking a long distance, the group finally arrived at the front of the train.
Lu Jiamu asked again: "Before you got on the bus, did you really not hear any strange stories? And did you not see anything that violates common sense? Not even a little bit."
The passengers shook their heads.
"Once you destroy the integrity of this carriage, you may never be able to return."
"To be honest, when the train first started running on the loop line, there were no such deep conflicts among us passengers. We tried many ways to knock on the door and enter the cockpit to stop the train, but all failed."
The cockpit door is locked and cannot be opened by ordinary people's brute force.
Coleman fumbled around the hatch for a while, looking for a leverage point, and finally grabbed the crack of the door with both hands, trying to open it with brute force. But he failed.
Lu Jiamu turned around and looked at Wei Xiaoyan: "Open a hole in the door first."
This abnormal train has been reinforced, and Coleman cannot pry the carriages apart by his own strength, but Wei Xiaoyan's ability has stronger point-to-point destructive power.
"ah."
Wei Xiaoyan immediately stretched out her hands nervously and made a gesture.
As the ability was activated, a sphere of chaotic colors appeared between her hands and began to move rapidly in parallel.
As soon as the cockpit door was touched by the sphere, it began to twist along the point where it was touched. That small piece of the door began to disintegrate and a hole was drilled directly in it.
After the chaotic ball of light rushed into the cockpit, the airflow it brought up seemed to shatter something. Something fell over and shattered to the ground with a loud noise. It sounded like it was quite big.
The ball of light broke through the car window and disappeared into the darkness.
The bishop stood there blankly. Although something fell from the cockpit only for a moment, he vaguely saw that it was a white object.
It looked like a decayed skeleton, and it looked like the driver's. I wonder how many years it would have taken for it to weather like that.
The time in the carriage was probably equal to that outside. Every time they repeated a day, the outside world would also have a whole day.
They were trapped in the train for 125 years, and they had already spent 125 years outside. It is hard to know where their families, friends, and even their final burial place are.
The bishop was a little less optimistic this time.
Before a few people could carefully observe the situation in the cockpit through the hole, a dazzling white light burst out on the dashboard in the cockpit.
The train started to restart ahead of schedule, and Yu Leng, who was held by Lu Jiamu, came back to life and began to breathe with difficulty. And they were actually teleported back to the rear of the train at that moment.
The flickering and shaking light diagonally in front of me did not disappear.
Lu Jiamu left Yu Leng behind and ran forward again, trying to run back to the front of the train.
But as soon as he ran past the junction of the two carriages, he suddenly ran out from the wall at the end of the train.
Trapped in a maze?
Lu Jiamu continued to run forward, and just when he reached the place where the next carriage met, he was sent to the very end.
Wei Xiaoyan was a little hesitant and wanted to move forward, but as soon as she arrived at the carriage, she was bounced back to the end of the carriage.
Because they had just tried to attack the cockpit, the loop had been changed and now they were trapped in the final car.
That light spot was indeed an abnormal object, and it possessed strong spatial abilities.
A prompt sound before the broadcast was turned on sounded in the carriage, and then a soft and gentle female voice spoke on the radio: "Warm reminder: Dear passengers on train j3584, I am your navigator, and the abnormal event number is 8869.
Do not attempt to compromise the integrity of the vehicle or enter the cockpit, as this will incur a penalty."
In the past one hundred years, no one had ever heard any train broadcast. Now, all the resurrected people gradually calmed down and wanted to observe the situation carefully.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the bishop jumped onto the chair again and gave a speech to everyone in a loud voice: "Did everyone see it? In the past 125 years, the train has never made a broadcast like us, but just now, she spoke!"
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