Walking into the room, Lin Jiaxin leaned on the lower bunk, looking at the bread girl and the mango girl who looked like nothing had happened, his expression was slightly empty, and then, at the moment when the train departed, he stood up suddenly.

"What are you sending ......" Before the words were finished, the bread girl and the mango girl rolled their eyes, lost consciousness, and took out the packing cloth to wrap the two of them "Lin Jiaxin" grinned, and said with a look of disbelief:

"He's meowing, and he really succeeded!"

Yes, this "Lin Jiaxin" is actually played by Feng Xue.

In fact, Feng Xue was not sure that he would succeed, he just put together the identification means shown by the current train in the spirit of trying it out-

Taiyin metamorphosis is modified to gain appearance.

The ticket stub he took from Lin Jiaxin himself obtained the identity of the passenger.

Lin Jiaxin's student ID card obtained after entering the hell of school is recognized as a phantom object.

Then, he successfully replaced Lin Jiaxin, who was about to get on the bus.

The reason why he is so sure is because after he got in the car, he had the label on Lin Jiaxin before-

[Survivor].

However, this label is actually not the most important, what really surprised Feng Xue was that when he actually got the identity of Lin Jiaxin, he could faintly feel a very vague connection.

But even if he used the computing power of Haotian Mirror and Heaven and Earth, he couldn't further confirm this connection, the only thing he was sure of was that as long as he stayed on this train, that kind of induction in the dark would become more and more intense.

"Sure enough, Lin Jiaxin is special! No, it should be said that the 'real people' in the car are probably special. ”

Thinking of the "real people" who had a significant gap in the number of "real people" who had a significant gap between the hard sleeper and hard seat carriages before, Feng Xue knew that she might have found the point.

"It should not be a coincidence that the density of real people in the carriage where I bought the ticket is significantly higher than in other carriages."

Feng Xue secretly had some doubts in his heart, because he was not very sure whether he should continue to "play" Lin Jiaxin.

After all, this world is a layer master assessment, since it is an assessment, there should be something that needs to be tested, but the ability to replace someone is obviously not shared by strange talks, and his current behavior of occupying his identity is likely to run counter to the content of the assessment.

"What do you think? It doesn't matter what it takes, as long as I actually get to the terminal, wouldn't it? ”

Feng Xue shook her head suddenly, shook these superfluous doubts out of her mind, and then began to think about what to do next.

Although Lin Jiaxin is special, judging from the previous situation of being targeted after eliminating his sense of existence, this special does not lie in an individual, but in this identity, and even because of this identity, it is more likely to be attacked.

Although she thought so, to Feng Xue's surprise, the bread girl and the mango girl did not refresh immediately this time, not only them, but even the flight attendants did not come to the door, this box gave people the feeling as if they had been completely forgotten, and there was no interaction until three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Lunch wasn't delivered because the real 'passengers' in this room have disappeared? It's like when I hid myself and got stuck in the car? ”

Feng Xue thought for a moment, pushed open the door of the room and walked out, and then realized that something was wrong.

Today, there are no smokers in the train partitions, there are no attendants pushing cars around on the road, and even the passengers are mostly sick, giving people the impression that the entire carriage has lazy cancer.

"What's the situation? Could it be that my card bug plan has succeeded? Feeling the coordinates of those forgiveness marks that he could still lock, he immediately realized that his childish behavior, which was almost mischievous, had inadvertently touched the limit of this strange story.

"No, it's not certain yet, maybe it's just because 'I' wasn't in the car, so the people in the car simply stopped acting. Well, it looks like we're going to keep adding bugs! ”

Feng Xue made up her mind in her heart, and moved back and forth in the carriage with Lin Jiaxin's identity, compared to the previous trip, this time it seemed particularly smooth, and most of the rules in the instructions for riding seemed to have stopped at this moment.

There are only a few characters with a specific "identity" similar to Lin Jiaxin, who will show some fear, doubt, and uneasiness from time to time, but that's about it.

"The flight attendant's rest area is empty, the toilet is also empty, and although there are still a few Yanmars on the police's side, they can't compare with the energetic appearance before."

After walking around the entire train, Feng Xue frowned, on the fourth day of this journey, on this train, he only had the front of the train left, and he hadn't been there yet.

"Do you want to see the conductor?"

Feng Xue's index finger moved slightly, as if he was suppressing the urge to die, but it was actually similar, because in addition to this idea of going to the locomotive to take a look, he also had another idea in his heart to break the game-

Ghost Hands.

The ghost hand who can do anything in order to kill the anchor.

Feng Xue was now wondering if she could rely on this thing to grasp the slightest connection and lift the table directly.

But if you think about it, this test is to reach the final station, and if the table is really lifted, won't the test never be completed?

Rather than exploring the truth of this world's strange talk system, Feng Xue was more inclined to get the qualification of the layer master first, and with this thought, he suppressed the idea of taking out the ghost hand and felt the squeeze drive of all things.

"Crush ~ flow ~ overflow ~"

A sound effect full of middle two temperament sounded, Feng Xue, who was wearing Kamen Rider killer whale armor, jumped out of the window and rushed to the direction of the front of the car against the cold wind, although there were theoretically police officers and flight attendants at this time, but his behavior did not attract any attention.

Ten carriages arrived in an instant, and looking at the diesel engine locomotive under him, Feng Xue directly unfolded his delusion.

"Is this the structure in the locomotive? It's not like the old-fashioned train in a western. ”

Looking at the driver's seat full of various joysticks, buttons and dashboards, Feng Xue's focus quickly shifted, because there were no "people" in the driver's seat.

"Did you disappear for the time being, like the flight attendants? Or was it not there in the first place? Feng Xue thought for a while, and did not immediately remove the transformation of the squeezing drive of all things, and sat on the driver's seat.

The power of the [Ace Pilot] unfolded, and he immediately understood how to drive the train, but just as he put his hand on the joystick, a label suddenly took shape on his body.

It wasn't the [train conductor] or [driver] he imagined, but a slightly inappropriate label-

[Helmsman].

(End of chapter)