On the pitch-black blade, the edge of the blade glowed with a faint blue fluorescence, and in the huge roar of the whistle, a gray-black train with a mottled body drove into the Worm station, and the blade was slowly sheathed.

"Everyone, line up one by one, don't cut the line!" Yanan kindly reminded the people waiting for the bus.

He was patrolling the third line of waiting trains, most of whom were unkempt and bowed their heads. Under Yanan's gaze, they all lowered their heads without exception. For a long time to come, they will have to get along with him as a guard.

"Where are these supplies going?"

"Old place, Long Ridge Fortress."

The bearded man took out a pack of cigarettes from his trench coat pocket, pulled out one, and handed it to the young man opposite.

The man glanced at his cigarette.

"Front-line goods?" Shaking his head, he refused.

"Those people in front of us relied on these specialties to exchange something with us, this thing is a little dirty, but it is still a good seller."

"This thing is burning, you will smoke less in the future."

The blonde man took off his top hat and finally asked the man for one.

Yanan leaned back in the carriage and silently listened to the discussion inside.

Some asked how many days they would arrive, some asked if they would be provided with food, and few asked where they went. It seems that the people in this carriage are quite smart and will not be very tiring to manage.

Compared with the people in the carriage, the person who is more confused should be the newcomer to this world.

It's just that when I woke up, my eyes were facing the hollow pupils of a female stone sculpture. Above the god is the burning dome, confused out of the church door, gray sky and ash wrapped the whole world, Yanan felt his heart and lungs pinched by a hand, confused to walk forward, confused from the corpse on the side of the road to pull off the clothes, confused into the ranks of refugees, this sense of suffocation slightly weakened.

"Where did it come from?"

......

"What's the name?"

......

"Alas, I guess I saw something unclean again, it doesn't matter, take him to the 18th."

After receiving a red card, Yanan was pushed by two men in black with guns, leading him to a closed iron door, Kara screamed, the three buckles were pulled apart by the lever, and a foul smell came out. Without waiting for Yanan to react, he was kicked in.

Yanan threw himself on the ground, a slimy touch coming from his hand. I didn't expect such a big man to be so useless. In the laughter behind the door, Yanan smelled the smell of his hands, which was a fishy smell mixed with a foul smell. Hunger and nausea made his stomach cramp.

Yanan crawled forward, his hands, feet and knees constantly touching his skin, he whimpered, held back tears, and finally found a corner, curled together, the warmth of his knees made him feel alive, his heart beating to the point that it made his chest pain.

"Do you know the True Mother?"

An old voice came from the darkness.

Yanan finally collapsed, tears pouring out.

"I don't know, I really don't know, please, I'm sorry, I don't know......"

His heart was broken and he wanted to scream, but his mouth was covered by a wet hand, so tight that he couldn't make a sound.

"Ah, you have the frankincense of the mother goddess on your body, you are really a child favored by God, and it is really enviable to be nurtured by your mother."

"Old man, you're preaching again, hahaha, you haven't been around enough and you want to take someone else back."

Yanan couldn't see anything, but the old voice calmed him down a little.

"You haven't eaten yet, so eat, eat."

With that, the old man stuffed two small balls into Yanan's mouth.

Yanan was about to vomit, but the old man's hand was like an iron tong firmly covering his mouth.

As soon as the two small balls were entered, warm and sweet juice flowed out, the teeth were bitten, full of elasticity, after the balls cracked, the crisp heat flowed from the mouth into the stomach, and finally spread to the limbs, slowly dispelling the depression and suffocation that filled Yanan's chest, he leaned on the carriage, curled up and slowly fell sideways, as if he really returned to swaddling clothes. There was the sound of swearing and kicking, followed by the smell of blood, but it didn't matter.

Still that Kara, Yanan slowly pushed open the door, there was still no living thing inside, there was no living thing, the broken limbs were twisted together, exactly the same as at that time, the only difference was that he did not sleep soundly and the old man who died peacefully.

"To be honest, it's the first time I've seen you fall asleep like this, your guts are really as big as your size, no wonder the commander deliberately left you as a guard." The other guards hosed the stains off the ground, blood slowly flowing onto the side of Yanan's boots.

The Guards are the elite of the military, guarding the country's bloodline, railroads, and steel behemoths.

The conductor specially kept him from the hands of the Safford Tribunal, and made him a guard after special training, which really made him a little puzzled.

But I didn't put you in Room 18 on purpose, and now the neurotics at Safford have gone crazy to the point that their amnesia is going to be contaminated, but it's good that there is no filth to put in this time.

After the guard casually washed the last corner, he patted Yanan on the shoulder and walked out.

Woo......

The whistle sounded, and a craggy beast accompanied by the white mist rushed into the distance along the established direction.

The side of the train

Number 1064

Unlike other guards' wall-to-wall windows, Yanan's No. 5 carriage has square windows due to the responsibility of investigation, which also leads to only the investigators sharing this compartment with him, although it has good lighting and is very comfortable.

The whistle sounds.

The bell in the watchtower rang, and it was the conductor calling out to him.

Yanan put on a guard trench coat and walked to car No. 3.

As soon as he opened the door of the carriage, a silver afterimage with blue light slashed towards Yanan.

Is there only one trajectory?

At the moment of thinking, Yanan raised the scabbard, but unfortunately, as soon as he arrived at the front door, the knife had already landed firmly on the top of his head.

"It's still too slow, Yanan, it's not a good thing to think too much." The commander put his hand back in his pocket and pulled out a cigarette.

"Yes, Captain."

Yanan lowered his head and replied.

"There's something wrong ahead, you go and take a look."

"What's wrong?"

"You go and see for yourself, and if you meet the conditions, you can fire at will."

"What conditions? Crazy? Unclear prayer? Sabotage of railways? Yanan struggled to recall what was taught during the training.

"What's so troublesome." The commander spat out a puff of cigarette, "You can fire anything you can't read." ”

"Do you need to take someone with you?"

Before going out, Yanan asked.

"No, one guard is enough, you can bring these two star stone bullets."

Yanan reached out to catch the two bullets thrown by the commander, and the fine lines exuded a pale blue luster.

"Be careful, I haven't heard anyone for two days in a row."

The pale observer poked his head out of the observation window and reminded.

"Is there anything up ahead?"

"I don't know." The observer shook his head.

"But the captain stopped the car, there must be something wrong ahead, be careful yourself." The observer reminded in the end.

"Okay."

This world is a transcendent world, this is something that Yanan has already determined when he was training as a guard. He didn't believe that a normal person could be as fast as a car commander. With a little thought during training, the commander's fist will stop in front of him in an instant.

The observer has the best ears in the train, and it is said that when the train stops, the heartbeat of the person in the parking lot can be heard in the conductor's room.

Hop off the train and walk along the railway embankment.

The railway shuttled between the hills, and the light rain fell thickly, wetting the grass on both sides. There was already some mud on both sides of the roadbed.

Yanan pressed the tricorne hat down to block his forehead.

As we walked on, the mud got worse and worse, and the leather boots seemed to sink deep into the gravel as if they were stepping on the swamp. The train will definitely not be able to pass under such road conditions.

Shouldn't it be the worker's job to deal with this situation?

After thinking for a moment, Yanan pulled out his long knife and stabbed it fiercely at the sleeper interval of the railway.

In the blink of an eye, a few trickles quickly climbed up the blade, and Yanan saw a waterline connected to his forehead in his eyes, and without thinking, Yanan decisively let go of the handle of the knife and flew back. As soon as he bounced off the ground, a water sword stabbed out from the hilt, cutting off a few strands of hair on Yanan's forehead.

After a few jumps, Yanan retreated to the drier ground, drew his revolver, and stared at the swamp that was surging.

More waterlines stretched out of the swamp, floating in the air to outline a transparent figure

Three bullets pierced the figure's head, causing no damage except for the splash.

Yanan turned around and ran, this kind of opponent that is beyond the scope of his cognition is better to find a strong person like the commander to solve it.

As soon as he turned around, a huge blade condensed on the arm of the water man behind him, flying towards Yanan.

Yanan turned to shoot, but the bullet didn't even lag.

The rapidly approaching water man raised his arm slightly, and Yanan saw a transparent water curtain lying across his chest.

Can't hesitate!

Yanan instantly bowed down.

The next moment, a water curtain flashed in front of him, and Yanan pulled away from a few backflips, and took out one from his waist that was given by two captains.

As soon as he held the bullet in his hand, the waterknife stabbed straight with the sound of breaking wind, Yanan turned sideways as fast as he could, and a bloody wound was still cut in his chest, and the blood seeped into the waterknife to show a faint pink, which looked extremely weird.

After dodging, Yanan quickly retreated, took advantage of the situation to load a starstone bullet, and raised his hand to shoot. The water man walked on the grass, and for another moment, swords and guns intertwined, pointing directly at his throat.

Disheveled!

This time the water man was knocked out of the air, and his body was lying on the ground gradually dissolving, glowing with a light blue fluorescence.

Seems to be solved.

But Yanan still loaded the second starstone bullet into the nest.

The water man had dissolved into a human form, but it still did not disperse, and Yanan pointed a gun at the puddle of water and slowly approached, without firing a shot.

The water beach suddenly boiled, and two water knives appeared that slashed at Yanan's face and waist.

This monster had actually recovered a long time ago, and it was waiting for the moment when he approached to launch a surprise attack.

The gunfire knocked the waterman flying again.

Yanan turned and rushed to the place where the knife was abandoned, and the gun no longer posed any threat to the monster.

There was a sound of breaking wind behind him, and Yanan jumped forward, dodging the slash again. After rolling, pull the knife off the ground.

The monster's attack was very simple, only stabbing and slashing, and there was not even dodging, but this extremely fast speed almost separated his corpse.

Yanan held the knife across his chest with both hands, preparing for a sudden attack by the monster, and at this speed, he could only take precautions in advance. With the speed of a monster, taking the initiative to attack without a gun is a dead end.

A pale blue vein appeared in the body of the monster that had eaten two starstone bullets, and a blue light cluster was finally linked from the end of the limb, beating on the monster's left chest.

Yanan squinted his eyes, slowly tucked the knife into the scabbard, and bent down to kick the ground.

The monster raised the hilt of the knife slightly.

The water man slashed out three waterlines again.

Lean over, unsheath, swing your knife.

A pale blue sword sliced through the light.

Yanan raised the long knife above his head and swung it down his side, slowly drawing it into the scabbard.