Wen Shi is very strong, but with his current physique, it is really a challenge for him to hold a big jar.
"Linan," Wen Shi called out before stepping onto the platform, "Take it."
In order to ensure that Yu Xingzhou's shadow could not escape, Li Nan escorted him to the berth near the door, then he leaned out half of his body to watch, and faced the bloody head in the jar.
The newcomer without a tongue: "abababa..."
He was trying to make a sound.
At this time, Wen Shi's head appeared from behind the tank: "Hurry."
Li Nan silently took the jar. The tour guide who had come to watch the excitement took a look at what was inside and took a few steps back in disgust: "What the hell is this? How big a grudge does this have to be?"
Li Nan didn't know how to respond. When he was about to find a place to put it down, the tour guide became even more disgusted: "Throw it away!"
Following the monster's line of thought, Li Nan said calmly, "Just treat it as a bonsai."
"…"
After stretching her sore wrist, the old lady emptied the thermos and filled it with cold water. She dropped a drop of blood into it, and the water instantly turned turbid black.
He brought the thermos over and poured the medicine into the vat in front of the tour guide. As he poured, he said to the newcomer, "If you can get out alive later, remember to return the three bottles of potion and the points for the vat to me."
He had to hurry and had no time to talk. After pouring almost all the water, he ran out of the car and continued his task.
The tank was moved to the small table next to the lower bunk. Shadow Yu Xingzhou was also tied up next to it. He stared at the new player in the tank, and a tear of blood flowed from the corner of the new player's eye.
Shadow couldn't bear to watch it any longer and wanted to reach out to help him close his eyes, but he was tied up. He said to Li Nan in a cold voice, "Pull his eyelids apart."
It's really scary to keep staring at him like that.
Li Nan ignored him and opened half of the curtains. He looked at the players doing tasks outside and the passengers on the platform, while keeping an eye on the tour guide.
Wen Shi is currently within his sight. After doing a good deed, he is carrying the suitcase and continuing to look for living people.
The mission requires the player to greet human passengers. Wen Shi has not yet figured out what the world's definition of humans is.
Those bugs seemed to be transformed from humans. Some of the beast-faced people walking around the platform were carrying briefcases, while others were talking on the phone about work. Regardless of their appearance, they were not much different from humans in terms of communication.
Wen Shi frowned while thinking about something else, "How did that new guy get tricked?"
A robbery would be very noisy, with at least a struggle and shouting process. When he heard the sound, he screamed directly, which means that the newcomer was caught off guard.
While he was lost in thought, Song Yan and Qian Lai came over one after another.
Everyone has a sense of empathy, and Song Yan asked in a low voice: "Is he still alive?"
Wen Shi nodded: "Alive. But for a normal person to survive in that way, it would definitely be very stressful psychologically. I'll ask my grandma to give her some advice later."
The old lady found the joy of living alone in the box and can share her experience with newcomers.
Song Yan laughed dryly twice with trembling lips when he heard this.
He tried to change the subject: "If we hide our wallets in the car, or give them to the players left in the car, will that prevent thieves?"
"There are other tourists on our bus, so there might be thieves among them. As for the second method," Wen Shi asked jokingly, "why do you think the tour guide didn't get off?"
It is illogical for a tour guide who loves to join in the fun to stay in the carriage.
Song Yan was a little speechless: "So the tour guide might also be..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that anyone could do the job of guarding the shadow, so why was the most powerful player left behind? Others might not be able to guard against the tour guide.
Qian Lai also said: "Linan is not safe either, you still have to rely on yourself to complete the mission."
After staring at the dense crowd of customers for a while, Wen Shi suddenly said, "Lend me your shoulder."
Qian Lai seemed to know what he was going to do and helped Wen Shi climb to the top of the train car.
"This iron sheet..." The train was almost sunburned, and Wen Shi's palms were burned red. He put on the hood of his sportswear to block the excessive sun on his head, then squinted his eyes and watched from above.
His fingers never stopped working, and he typed a sentence from time to time during the observation.
[It has a wolf head and a human body, a long face, sharp nails, and hands that cannot bend.]
[It has two humps on its back, a thick and long neck, and a tall body.]
The messages in the Sunflower group come one after another, and when put together, they are like an essay describing appearance.
After sending about a dozen messages, Wen Shi returned to the ground: "Let's go."
Qian Lai had left two minutes ago, comparing the information with the crowd. Song Yan watched the scene from afar, "Aren't you looking for someone?"
Why are you comparing animals?
Wen Shi surveyed the surroundings, speaking as he walked. "If we set up an evolutionary system, it would be humans, orcs, and monsters disguised as humans. If the player lives according to the laws of insects while in the carriage, they will slowly transform into insects, but the process of transformation won't happen overnight."
Song Yan immediately reacted: "So what we are looking for are passengers who are still in the process of alienation."
Wen Shi nodded: "This kind of people should barely be considered human beings. Even if they are not, the punishment for greeting them will be much lighter than that for greeting monsters."
Although the train station has a large passenger flow, there are only a few fixed types of passengers with animal heads and human bodies, each with uniform physical characteristics.
"Found it." Wen Shi walked quickly with the suitcase and stopped a passenger with a wolf head. The other person was holding a sausage in his hand. His hands could bend like a human's, but other passengers of the same type could not. The sides of his neck were not covered with long hair and were still smooth.
"Hello." Wen Shi stopped and greeted as required by the task.
The wolf passenger chewed on a sausage, revealing his long, narrow fangs, and mumbled, "Hello."
From the moment Wen Shi appeared until he greeted him, he sniffed hard several times, stared at the slender neck and bit the sausage hard, as if he was eating the other person's flesh, but there was no further attacking action.
After asking, Wen Shi carefully retreated, and both sides were blocked by the endless stream of people again. After making sure that the wolf passenger was gone, his shoulders finally relaxed.
Song Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead. Even when he was watching from the side, he felt a little nervous.
The platform was designed in a unique way, without any shade. His nerves were extremely tense and he was squeezed in a crowd, so he felt dizzy when looking at things, which was a sign of heatstroke.
Song Yan shook his head vigorously, trying to concentrate.
Nothing is more refreshing than screams. As he kept rubbing his temples, two screams came one after another.
The two looked at each other and ran over quickly.
The requirements for the game's release clearly state the taboos of disguising each other. With the mission first, everyone no longer deliberately disguises themselves, but will simply be on guard against sneak attacks from those around them.
The process of squeezing it in when it's warm is quite smooth.
Among the onlookers were players and shadows, some of whom took a few glances and prepared to leave. This victim, like the previous one, had no limbs or tongue, and had lost the ability to express himself. Staying here would only be a waste of time.
The first unlucky newcomer to be affected had his phone dropped to the ground, remaining on the sunflower cluster screen, making it easy to distinguish. The person lying on the ground now had their phone and severed arm dropped to the bottom of the platform. Before he could even ask if it was a shadow or a player, Song Yan suddenly said, "It doesn't matter anymore."
He was tall and just as he squeezed to the place not far away where another scream came from, he found that the two people in distress looked the same.
Both the shadow and the original body suffered.
When the man who was vomiting blood saw Wen, his howling suddenly became quieter.
Wen Shi knew what the other person was thinking and said, "Don't be afraid. I haven't decided whether to save him or not."
He is not a philanthropist who would always advance points to them to purchase tanks.
Some of them fell into a fierce struggle when they chose to. When they heard Wen Shi, it seemed that there was no hope of saving them. The men immediately looked pleading, and regardless of the pain at the broken part, they swayed their bodies forward like insects.
Wen Shi was not moved by the humble attitude and first asked the old lady with the suitcase, "Grandma, did saving them have any impact on you?"
The old lady shook her head and said softly, "It's not a rescue, it's just a voodoo soak. It can extend your life by 49 days."
"Okay." Wen Shi turned around and glanced at the man: "Remember to pay for the jar."
The man nodded desperately with tears of blood.
Song Yan whispered, "How can we tell which one is ours?"
"What's the point of dividing it? It's too troublesome."
Wen Shi obviously didn't want to waste that energy, so he brought over the other one with broken limbs and put it in the same tank with the man to save trouble.
"I even saved my enemies," Wen Shi boasted, "I really have great love and selflessness."
With only eight minutes left, he and Song Yan carried the jar back as quickly as possible.
Under the incredulous gaze of the tour guide, Wen Shi told Li Nan to fill the bottle with water and put it on the ground, then ran away like the wind again.
After moving the things, Song Yan jumped out of the car and felt a heavy sway. He instantly felt even more dizzy and felt like vomiting under the scorching sun. Just as Song Yan was about to take a step towards somewhere, Wen Shi suddenly said, "It's a word trap."
Song Yan's brain was buzzing, and he didn't hear what he said clearly. His lips were dry as he said, "I..."
Wen Shi, however, took a step ahead of him.
The cleaners at the train station were very efficient and the blood and minced meat on the ground were quickly cleaned up.
The carts selling things have returned to this area to do business again.
It was such a hot day, and after walking through the crowd for a long time, Song Yan was not the only one who felt dizzy.
"A bottle of ice water."
As the young man spoke, he casually threw the tissue he used to wipe his sweat on the ground.
The vendor on the mobile cart took out some iced mineral water from the freezer and said with a smile, "Two yuan."
The young man took out a banknote and was about to hand it over when his arm was grabbed in mid-air. When he saw Wen out of the corner of his eye, his eyes rolled quickly, considering whether to take action immediately or wait and see.
The man was a shadow, and he knew that the other party was the original body. The shadow Pei Wenwei was holding a steel pipe and was easy to identify.
"I know you are Shadow." Wen Shi said straight to the point.
This is the shadow of Xiao Min from the Deep Space Guild. He and Xiao Min came in together as a team. Before setting off, the other party ate a chocolate bar in the virtual world square and did not have the habit of littering.
The vendor urged, "Do you want more water?"
Since you know that he is an enemy, if he wants to kill me, he should use a sneak attack.
Ignoring the vendor's impatience, Shadow Xiaomin was trying to figure out Wen Shi's intention of coming over. Suddenly, he keenly felt a change in wind speed. There was a sound of breaking air from behind. He reflexively turned sideways, and a steel pipe hit the corner of the wall behind him almost next to his ear.
The steel pipe was not aimed at him, and the person who attacked him did not doubt that Yingzi Xiaomin had the ability to avoid it.
"Ah!" The peddler's hand was hit hard by the steel pipe and he shrank back in pain.
Shadow Xiaomin suddenly realized something and cursed.
Dog Games is playing word games, asking them to guard their wallets and not be patronized by others. However, just because they are organ thieves doesn't mean they can't do business.
The mission states that money is the medium, and these cunning thieves sell ice water in the hot weather, pushing carts around to lure customers into taking the bait.
The boy came over and picked up the steel pipe. Shadow Xiaomin's eyes were always on Wen Shi. As they were both shadows, it was normal for the boy to save him. Why did this person meddle in other people's business?
"You didn't ask..."
Realizing that he was also suspected of scolding the boy, after all, the shadow and the main character's brain circuits were not much different, he swallowed the rest of his words.
Wen Shi responded calmly: "The brain is healthy, and there are no other problems."
The next line directly states the reason for the rescue: "In a sense, shadows are like the primal impulses we have abandoned."
Anyone who has come into contact with Wen Shi knows that this person is the most terrifying when he is honest.
Shadow Xiaomin hadn't realized this yet and just listened to him continue.
The boy and Wen Shi shared many ideas in common, but he didn't subconsciously have the idea of saving the enemy for free, so he didn't understand Wen Shi's intention when he saved people.
"Everyone has a shadow. It's a basic attribute. Killing a shadow is inherently absurd." Wen Shi said cautiously, "The more a game tries to trick you into doing something, the more careful you should be."
The initial shadow-finding mission makes players regard shadows as opposites, but as the train progresses, the tasks issued by the game are basically free from internecine fighting, which is very subtle.
Having said that, the two shadows knew his purpose clearly, which was to shake their murderous intentions.
He is so evil!
"That's all I have to say. You can figure it out on your own." When Wen Shi narrowed his peach blossom eyes, the curve at the end of his eyes was very charming, like a disobedient fox, more cunning than that organ thief.
He picked up the mineral water that had fallen on the ground and handed it to Song Yan who was following behind.
After knowing the vendor's conspiracy, Song Yan no longer dared to take the water and quickly waved his hand.
Wen Shi stuffed it directly into his arms, and continued to walk forward with the suitcase in one hand: "Drink it, don't be stubborn, it's not a violation if you don't pay."
Some free meals should be eaten.
Song Yan was stunned and stared at the water in his arms. Did the other party see that he was not feeling well?
The young man watched this scene coldly and said to Shadow Xiaomin, "Don't be fooled by him. He's best at winning people's hearts."
Shadow Xiaomin nodded. There couldn't be two identical people in the world. If they wanted to walk in the light forever, they had to replace their original bodies.
"That's right."
Ahead, Wen Shi suddenly stopped and asked, "Have you ever considered this?"
When he raised his voice, the boy suddenly had a strong sixth sense and couldn't let the other party continue talking.
"Grandma...is there any way to make him shut up?"
The boy looked at the girl in the white dress next to him.
The girl clenched her fingers awkwardly: "I may not win."
Fighting takes time, and by the time they're done, they're bound to have finished talking.
The boy glanced at the shadows around him and knew why Wen Shi suddenly raised his voice. He was deliberately speaking to all the shadows.
"Let's work together to kill him!" the young man growled.
Of course, the shadows would not charge just because of a single sentence.
Wen Shi said without turning his head, "If you blindly let your primitive impulses dominate you, sooner or later you will become like these passengers, a reptile, a wolf-head..." He listed them one by one, "Take a closer look at what you will look like in the future."
As if that wasn't enough, he even laughed twice, imitating a game, which gave people goosebumps.
Wen Shi was not too far away from the carriage, and Li Nan inside also heard it, but he just raised his eyes to glance at the tour guide's expression.
Before that, he raised his eyebrows suggestively, attracting Yu Xingzhou's shadow to look over.
After hearing Wen Shi's speech, the tour guide slowed down his eating habits, which undoubtedly shows that this speculation is highly credible.
Even if it's not the whole truth, it's half the truth.
Wen Shi raised a very terrifying philosophical proposition.
If you blindly follow your primitive impulses, you will turn into a beast; but if you restrain yourself, what is the need for shadows to exist?
This kind of question cannot be pondered too deeply. Yu Xingzhou's shadow knew that he could not escape, but he still tried hard to break free. The bed sheet twisted into a thick rope rubbed his skin, leaving deep red marks. The pain stimulated his brain to calm down little by little.
Li Nan said with his usual gentle smile, "The key is not to replace, but to become. You should learn to become a person, not to replace someone else."
Yu Xingzhou's shadow closed his eyes tightly.
devil.
Everyone in this carriage is a devil.
He inherited a strong willpower from his original body, and even such a strong belief was slightly shaken, let alone the other shadows.
Ignoring the other party's psychological struggle, Li Nan was on guard against the tour guide while checking the group messages.
The Sunflower group is chaining numbers, representing the number of human passengers who have asked yes.
With only one minute left before the train departed, Xiaohua sent a [10].
At the same time, the system prompt sounded:
"The collective side quest Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils has been completed."
All the players started to sprint towards the carriage. Wen Shi, carrying his suitcase , jumped onto the car in three or two steps. The Sierra door closed automatically and almost caught the corner of his clothes.
"Caught up."
After taking two breaths, he turned around and saw two human head jars. Wen Shi took a step back and patted his chest, saying, "You scared me."
The players who had just sat down to rest had complicated expressions.
Who created this scary thing? Don't you have any idea?
The tour guide was as energetic as her short silver hair. "Dear tourists, our next stop is Pufengtuo. The highest temperature there today is 43 degrees Celsius. After this stop, we will reach our destination, Sunset Station!"
"...I know you'll be bored on this long journey, so I've prepared a special game—Capture the Flag!" she introduced with a smile. "It's simple. I'll get off the train half a minute early and grab the colorful flag. You'll chase it. Whichever passenger on the train catches me first wins."
It sounds like an easy game, it's just running.
The tour guide finally gave a warm reminder: "Passengers on the failed train will have to pay a small price, so everyone must take it seriously!"
After explaining the rules, she stopped running around and sat down in carriage number four.
Whenever the tour guide appears, something happens. Seeing her expression of enjoying a good show, all the players are nervous and dare not relax for a moment.
Half an hour after the train left, nothing happened. The train was moving at a very high speed, and the scenery outside the window flashed by.
But the train cannot outrun the sun. No matter how far it runs, the scorching sun is always high in the sky.
The guy with the buzz cut fanned himself and complained, "We've been driving for hours, how come it's already afternoon?"
The sun did not change at all, and it was still shining brightly as it was at the beginning.
The entire carriage seemed like a giant steamer, constantly draining away moisture. The bottle of ice water Song Yan had been using for his forehead had long since returned to room temperature. The water flowing from the faucet was warm, and the players who had tried to sober up with the cold water had walked a long way in vain, returning drenched in sweat.
Wen Shi observed the passengers in other carriages. They all stayed in their seats as if nothing had happened, doing their own things.
I don't know which crazy person actually made a pack of sauerkraut instant noodles at this time, and some passengers ate meat with white wine. The smell lingered in the stuffy air for a long time, and after mixing, it produced a smell similar to that of a drunkard's vomit.
The player's expression became increasingly ugly. He didn't care about the stones that might fly in from outside. He opened the upper window, covered his nose, and leaned against the safe zone to catch his breath.
"Did you find it?" Li Nan suddenly asked.
Wen Shi nodded.
The insect-like passengers were afraid of death, and the fat insects they transformed into looked like water bears, a species with tenacious vitality. Among the passengers seen at the previous stop, the animal-headed passengers were mostly wolves and camels, both heat-resistant creatures. There was also the rather creepy-looking tour guide, who reminded Wen Shi of silver ants, a species that lives in the desert.
...a world where only ordinary humans are hurt has been achieved.
"Grandma, how are you?" Wen Shi asked the old lady in the suitcase with concern.
A thin voice came, although it was soft, but it sounded much more energetic than these young people: "As long as it is not roasted in the fire, it's fine."
After making sure she was safe, Wen Shi fell back and lay on the bed to save energy. He was like a dehydrated fish, breathing rapidly.
Not only him, everyone looked listless and felt like they were about to be roasted to a pulp.
The temperature in Pufengtuo is 43 degrees. If they get off the car and there is another chase, they will probably be dead.
The capture-the-flag game that sounded simple before now feels like a death sentence.
The heat was unbearable, so Wen Shi searched the universal game mall and found that an ordinary fan actually required 50,000 points.
This is no longer just asking for a higher price; it's clear they don't want to sell.
When the sweat was about to leave a complete human figure on the bed, the tour guide spoke again, as if kindly reminding us, "Don't forget, there's more than one way to cool down."
Everyone's eyes flickered, remembering that Xunying's side quest mentioned that killing the shadow could reduce the temperature by three to five degrees.
In the hot environment, many murderous gazes were cast towards Yu Xingzhou's shadow.
Shadow was tied up and sat silently on the lower bunk, and the expression under the mask was always unpredictable.
Even without opening his eyes, he could feel the murderous intent growing in the air.
Enduring the scorching heat, Wen Shi spoke in a hoarse voice: "Don't just focus on the present, you should be more rebellious."
He glanced at the guide meaningfully.
Everyone knows what this look means, including newcomers: things that NPCs are actively promoting should be avoided if possible.
Wen Shi had another concern for not moving Shadow. If, as he guessed, Yu Xingzhou's skills were not completely blocked, Shadow would definitely be the same. He couldn't rule out the possibility that the other party had held back in the previous fight. If it really came to a point where both sides were to fight to the death, it would be of no benefit to anyone.
"Oh..." He sighed, "There is light, there is shadow. The shadow must be heat-resistant, and I guess the other one is gloating."
The suitcase moved to Wen Shi's side and unzipped most of it. The old lady found a piece of waste paper from somewhere to fan him and whispered confidently, "It won't be good, believe me."
It's not about trusting her judgment, but trusting the strength of her shadow version.
Seeing the old man fanning himself, Wen Shi quickly sat up: "Don't..."
"It's all right," the old lady said. "I can handle the heat better than any of you."
Enjoying the love from his family, Wen Shi blinked and fell into deep thought.
He could guess that the shadow was a mixture of his hidden bloodlust and rebelliousness of not wanting to be dominated, but he couldn't figure out the similarities between it and himself in this parallel world.
Kind? He's not that old yet.
Social anxiety? That's even less so.
"So how are they similar..." Wen Shi was puzzled.
…
The shadows on the k9999 train are also suffering from the high temperature.
Their tolerance to heat is higher than the original ones, but it also has a limit, and they are not very comfortable with this kind of heat.
Gathering together would only make the air more stagnant. The boy ran to another carriage alone, and the girl sat down opposite him: "Would you like some water?"
The boy shook his head and lowered his head to play with the steel pipe in his hand.
It is definitely not possible to blindly obey primitive impulses. Wen Shi's words sound horrifying, but there is actually another solution. Find a way to devour the original body, so that you can have rationality and freedom at the same time.
Devour him, replace him, surpass him.
The tip of the boy's tongue excitedly licked the edge of his lips, "Everything that person has will eventually be plundered by me."
"You're always talking to him, and even thinking about him when you're quiet," the girl murmured, "and you never talk to me."
The long nails scratched the edge of the ladder, and the sharp and scratching sound was just like the dissatisfaction at the moment.
The boy was indifferent; he hated being dominated.
Well, this is a good opportunity to test how much this shadow from a parallel world can tolerate him.
"Why should I talk to you?" he asked.
The girl was startled.
"Why, you want to kill someone?" The young man raised his eyes calmly. "When possessiveness reaches a certain level, isn't that what happens? Wearing his skin, hugging his bones, drinking his blood..."
He was well aware of how hurtful these words were, and that he was looking at the other person as a patient, not a family member.
Afraid the other party couldn't hear clearly, the young man spoke slowly and slowly, "I hate you."
Meeting the somewhat vicious eyes, the girl's nails almost dug into the iron buckle and made it bleed.
After a moment's silence, she spoke so softly that it was almost inaudible: "From childhood to adulthood, I have never owned anything that truly belonged to me, including my body."
She stretched out her soft, boneless hand. "Someone once pulled out my bones, injected poison into my blood, and cast the most horrific spell on me."
The boy was speechless for a second.
As he avoided looking at her guiltily, he suddenly thought of one thing: his parallel world self and his original self had similarities.
Wen Shi's greatest skill is to show weakness to the enemy. He will make sacrifices first, and then open his own wounds and show them to others in a bloody manner, in order to achieve an unprecedented desired effect.
"I won't kill you. I will do everything in my power to protect you." The girl was telling the truth, but she was also deliberately telling the truth. "If one day you can't stand it anymore, just take my life with your own hands."
Who are you showing this miserable look to?
The boy bit his tongue to expel the previous trace of guilt, angrily threw the steel pipe to the ground, and warned the other party to stop.
Bang!
The girl shrank her shoulders at the loud noise.
She didn't lose her temper. She lowered her head to pick up the steel pipe, wiped the dust off it with her skirt sleeve, looked at the boy's face and said carefully: "You can use it for now. I will definitely take the kitchen knife back later."
"…"
She did it on purpose, and the boy saw through her conspiracy at a glance.
At second glance, conspiracy aside, the sadness in her eyes was real.
The third time she looked at me, she cried!
She cried!
The young man declared defeat and wanted to roar to the sky.
The girl wiped her tears and said, "I, I'm fine. Please don't hate grandma."
"…I don't mind."
The girl choked up and said, "I can't control myself."
"Then you can't control me..."
The shadows in another carriage heard the loud noise and looked over. From their perspective, it was a scene of a bully boy bullying a weak girl. They lamented that although everyone was bad, this one was bad to the core.
"Grandma, you're my great aunt, alright?" the young man gritted his teeth, "You're such a beast."
The girl was stunned by the scolding and sniffed.
"I'm not talking about you." The boy was looking for a tissue for her. "I'm talking about a certain bastard who even betrayed his own shadow."
The girl was sad: "You are thinking about him again."
The boy took a deep breath and forced a smile: "If we don't want to chat, then let's chat."
The girl's eyes suddenly sparkled: "Really?"
The tears in the pair of innocent eyes had not yet disappeared, as if they would flow again if the boy said no.
"…"
Dominated!