The world of escape, in Zhao Qian's eyes, looks no different from opening up territory for the station.

And judging from the clues of those previous tasks, the station is more like a deliberate cultivation of talents in this area.

"One last question."

As if remembering something, the masked man in front of him suddenly walked forward, stood in front of the windowsill, and asked.

"What?"

"Based on your contribution points, you are eligible for the Test of Team Formation."

Looking at the somewhat expressionless face in front of him, Zhao Qian's face became a little cloudy.

"Does it have any effect?"

"It doesn't have any impact on the completion of the main quest."

After a pause, another electronic synthesized sound more like his essence floated out of the creature in front of him.

"However, death during a mission is also considered a real death."

"And then?"

Regarding death, in this environment, Zhao Qian has actually looked at it very lightly. Or rather, he didn't really know when he would be the next one like the travelers who died at his hands.

"Depending on the completion of the test mission, various rewards will be given to the team you build."

"Want to travel somewhere?"

"You don't need a task, you need to build a team."

"So ......"

Shen Moan, Zhao Qian looked at all this in front of him, the empty and bright waiting hall, and the masked man in front of the window, as if he had a positive answer in his heart.

"Yes."

Relieved as if he had made a very important decision, Zhao Qian raised his head again blankly, only to find that he had stood in front of the waiting platform for the train at some point.

In his hand, he was holding the ticket that symbolized his destination.

Stood where I was and waited for a while.

In the distance, the air above the rusty railroad tracks rippled, like an unsettled sheet of water.

"Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! ”

Soon, a huge black train with a loud noise and steam slowly drove out of the air from there to nothing, and drove into the platform where Zhao Qian was standing.

"Besides, besides, besides." The sound comes from far and near.

He looked at this column, a product of human civilization, exuding a strong steampunk flavor all over his body.

"Boom!"

The car stopped in front of the platform, and in Zhao Qian's eyes, the heavy and dull black metal door of the train slowly opened as if it had been hit by a violent air pressure.

"Whew!"

In his hand, his tightly clenched train ticket.

The words of the Human Empire that were unknown and handwritten by someone on it suddenly ignited.

The blue flame, but it's not hot.

One of the hanging headlights on the black metal train door frame lit green.

Zhao Qian raised his head and saw that the other open doors were all shining red.

A dangerous aura permeated from outside these red doors.

Can't enter.

That's the message.

suppressed the curiosity in my heart that wanted to stick out and probe out.

Zhao Qian stood in front of the door with a green light and walked in without a trace of hesitation.

"Boom!"

The heavy black metal door slammed shut as he walked into the fire workshop that belonged to him.

Zhao Qian looked back, and after trying to find that he couldn't pull it away, there was a burst of "besides, besides" sounds in his ears again.

The train was launched.

Standing in this carriage, he looked around, only to find that the layout here was quite similar to the layout on the subway.

Except, the rectangular table in the middle of the two rows of seats, and the unknown fur that served as cushions on the two rows of metal benches against the train wall.

Walking forward, he watched.

At the end of the carriage, in the two open cabinets.

One has some famous cigarettes and liquor for human use, and the other has a plate of delicious food that can be seen on three floors.

For ordinary people, it's like a paradise in a dream.

I took it out of a cabinet and unpacked it with a camel and lit it, and gave myself a taste for smoking.

Zhao Qian casually threw a limited-edition collector's edition metal Zippo on the table.

Smoking a cigarette, he fell silent.

Because trains are no better than cars, he can't see anything outside.

At this moment, in addition to his inner contradictions, he is more uneasy about the unknown.

After smoking three more cigarettes, the train "dang".

Stopped.

The train door was also audible in the sound of the gears turning "click, click".

"Boom!" It opened with a bang.

Zhao Qian took a cigarette in his mouth and raised his head to look.

On the door frame, a green light flashes.

As if signaling the people in this carriage to hurry out.

Extinguish the smoke.

He walked out in silence. (To be continued.) )