Bai Xing shook her head after hearing this: "I'm afraid your method won't work. I can't control the conductor."
Bai Xing meant that the train conductor was one of them, but Xu Dao understood that her strength was not enough to control the train conductor. Bai Xing saw his misunderstanding but did not explain.
"Then there's another way, but it's very extreme and dangerous, and I can't guarantee anything."
Hearing so many modifiers before Xu Dao's name, it seems that it is really dangerous.
"When I was shutting down the train system, I clicked on a strange page. It was the management interface for the train attendants and conductors. I discovered that they also had numbers. And through some means, I discovered that they actually had something like an ID card on them. If you took this ID card, the system would assume you were him."
He paused and changed his words: "You can think of this identity card as genes."
"So what does this 'identity card' correspond to on their bodies?"
"Eye."
…
late at night.
Most people in the carriage had fallen asleep and there was silence.
This is no longer the time when they first arrived at the Doomsday Train. Many people in the low-level carriage No. 1 have chosen to buy bed protection covers to ensure their own safety. Each of them lives carefully in their own bed without making enemies with others, and their lives are relatively stable.
It was late at night, when people sleep the deepest, and they slept very peacefully with absolute noise reduction.
So when a very subtle ding-dong sound came from behind the door at the front of the carriage, no one noticed it in the quiet of the night. Only a little girl who was sleeping lightly suddenly opened her eyes in bed, stood up and looked towards the front of the carriage.
Bai Xing, who had just come out of the teleportation room, also sensed someone's inquiring gaze and turned to meet her gaze.
Oh, it’s this person.
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