Before you know it, it's evening.

Dean rubbed the bridge of his nose and put down the information in his hand, except for the part of the multiple hells and witch hunts, which were slightly interesting, the rest of the content overlapped with what he knew before, and it was not very useful.

One can only hope for some surprise from Ms. Carmody of Maine at the moment.

He looked out the window again, and the train moved away from Columbus and into the northeast at high latitudes.

In the middle of January, the area is affected by various cold snaps and cold air, the earth is white, the sky is so overcast that there is no trace of sunlight, and the cloud layer is so low that it seems to be within reach.

"It's going to snow."

Dean suddenly moved his ears, and there was a sound at the end of the carriage behind him, the male ticket inspector he saw in the morning was chatting with a dignified blonde female flight attendant,

"Edna, didn't you run a trip yesterday, and you continue to work overtime today without a day off?"

"No way, Fanny is going to middle school right away, I don't want her to go to the kind of school that teaches them to drink and smoke at a young age," the woman sighed helplessly, "I'm going to send her to a better school." ”

"That's going to cost a lot of money."

"Well, let's try to save money and give Fanny a future," said Edna, "and she can't grow up to be like me selling chicken sandwiches in the car for the rest of her life and being harassed by all sorts of weird guests, or she'll hate me." ”

"Your chicken sandwich is pretty good," the man blurted out with his hands clenched, "You're also amazing, you raised a daughter on your own, and you're good at dealing with passengers, and you're loved by all your colleagues..."

Edna's beautiful eyes showed a hint of discoloration, and she covered her mouth and smiled, "Sean, I didn't see that you would say such beautiful things, next time you choose a director, I will definitely vote for you." ”

"Ahem... I'm only saying that to a few people," Sean took a deep breath and stammered, "Why don't we have a drink together after the shift change tonight?" ”

Edna's smile instantly stiffened, and she quickly pulled the broken hair on her cheeks behind her ears,

"Uh... Sorry, I've been not feeling well lately and the doctor told me not to drink. ”

"Alright then, I—I see..."Sean's face turned red like fire for a moment, and he hung his head in embarrassment to find a crack in the ground to get into, "It's just a whim, please don't take it personally." ”

"Well, I'm going to go around the carriage, and I have a guest who needs help." The woman got up and walked away quickly,

Sean watched his curvaceous back go away, and smiled bitterly and laughed at himself, "A failed and unattractive wreck." ”

……

Dean looked at the poor ticket inspector and shook his head, continuing to hone his gravity manipulation, while quietly taking out various weapons, hiding them in his sleeve, and watering and maintaining them with telekinesis and life energy.

At the same time, intermittently open small space nodes to exercise skills.

Soon the full moon rose into the sky, and the snow fell under the night, and the snowflakes struck the windows diagonally with the difference in air pressure generated by the high-speed movement of the train, like a beaded curtain dancing in the wind.

The moonlight shines through the car window, reflecting Dean's satisfied smile,

Gravity Manipulation Lv0 (0→1/100)

"Twelve hours to increase 1 point of proficiency, 1 day two points, 50 days, skills can be upgraded to level 2, efficiency is several times greater than skills. After leveling up, you should be able to adjust the gravity of other targets and play some new tricks. ”

As Dean thought about this, the Omen Expertise flickered, and a slight discomfort occurred in his heart, and the white-gold life energy quietly rose up, outlining a shield around him.

The next second.

Boom Boom –

The wheels squeeze the rails and rub harshly!

The strong push on his back caused him to crash into the seat behind him, and everything around him jolted and shook violently.

The blonde guy and the punk girl in the same carriage rolled out of their chairs and landed in the aisle next to them, their books and drawings scattered all over the floor.

A chaotic noise erupted in the dead silence of the carriages, like boiling water in a fryer, screaming and screaming.

It took a full ten seconds for the shaking and braking sound to disappear completely, and the train stopped on the tracks in a forest, not moving.

Dean God's perspective swept forward.

"Who's going to explain, is this a train derailment?" An old couple with gray hair hugged each other tightly and stared out of the foggy window with wide eyes.

"No way, we're going to fall even worse if we go off the rails." A dark-skinned Indian man leaned under his chair, squinted his eyes and shouted, "I lost a piece of my glasses, help me find them!" ”

"How do you find a car so big? Let them lose their money. The pretty lady in the white shirt gritted her teeth and said, "Damn, it cost me two hundred dollars to make up the ticket, that's it?!" ”

A little girl like a doll listened to the chaotic noise, and threw herself into the arms of her mother, who had a beautiful face, "Woo... I'm scared, I'm going home. ”

At this time, a serious male voice came from the radio,

"I'm the driver, I'm sorry, the train hit something, most likely a wild animal running into the tracks... We'll deal with it right away, please stay in your seats and don't run around, thank you. ”

"Wild animals?" Dean raised an eyebrow, his experience had taught him countless times that most events were often not as simple as they seemed.

He got up and walked forward.

The accident site was more than two hundred meters away from God's perspective, and he had to lean over to observe.

Dean entered the penultimate compartment, and with a casual gesture, telekinesis grabbed the spectacle lens under the chair, and was about to hand it to the Indian with the funny monocle frame, who squinted and pushed him,

"Don't get in the way, don't see I'm looking for something, lift your foot up, are you stepping on my glasses."

Dean shrugged, clasped his fingers together and quietly pinched the lenses into powder, and continued to squeeze forward, soon seeing ticket inspectors Sean and Edna walking down the aisle to reassure the passengers.

"I'm sorry, please calm down and sit down," Sean said loudly, "the driver has gone to check the fault, and it will be open in less than half an hour." ”

"Eat something to warm up," Edna, who was following him, took out hot coffee, biscuits and other snacks from the trolley and handed them to each of the guests on either side.

"Eat a fart! My book is broken, and a dozen pages are missing," the punk leather-clad little girl strode past Dean and walked up to Sean with her long nails poked at his nose, shouting in a sharp voice, "I also fell off one of my earrings, and I was hurt all over, and you must pay for the damage!" ”

A group of passengers looked at the two flight attendants with a hint of pleasure and schadenfreude in their eyes.

"Quiet, miss, we will count the loss of your property after the matter is over," Sean suppressed the helplessness in his heart, reached out and pushed away the magazine in front of him, "Please sit back in your seat first." ”

"Dead pervert, don't touch my hand!" The little sister pushed Sean a little, and then sat down on the nearest chair indignantly, and the white-shirted beauty who was making up the ticket next to her immediately leaned over to her ear and whispered, "See, these two guys are neither professional nor qualified." But don't be angry, being angry will only hurt you, I'll teach you a good way, when the journey is over, write a letter to complain about them, even if they can keep their jobs, they will be deducted from their bonuses. ”

"How else can you do that?" The little sister's eyes lit up, and she was full of interest and communicated with the woman in the white shirt.

"Sir, please sit down too." Shaun didn't hear the malicious discussion at all, walked up to Dean, smiled and handed him a chocolate bar,

"I'm sorry, I don't feel sick to my stomach and I have to go to the bathroom." Dean walked around the two flight attendants and passed a fat man weighing like a ball, more than three hundred pounds, and a handsome and mature business man.

God's perspective finally captures a useful scene.

In the snow near the locomotive.

Two drivers, dressed in black wool coats and hats, are crouching on the side of the cold, hard and massive hull, shining flashlights on the tracks.

The light shone a mottled patch of minced flesh and blood, and above the blood was a huge pair of antlers that branched back.

A long, hairy face was stuck between the train wheels and the tracks, its big eyes staring round, and the hole-like infraorbital glands under the eyes were open from the intense shock they had received before they died.

It's like having four eyes.

"It's early Christmas, why don't the elk want to hit my train, and it just happened to break the fuel pipe, it's a problem." The weather-covered old driver looked at the young deputy beside him, "Take a hand, drag it out first." ”

The two grabbed the antlers and dragged them out, and Dean used his telekinesis to help the handle, allowing the two to pull out the corpse smoothly.

Dean examined the dead elk's body from a distance, and there were only bloody impact and crush wounds, and no other suspicious wounds.

Because he had just died under the wheels, the blood was steaming, and there was a strange smell of a mixture of suffocence, stench, and blood.

It doesn't look like the smell of a normal wild animal.

It was more dangerous, and it gave him a faint sense of familiarity.

"What does it smell like?"

Dean fell into deep thought.

"Sir, this is a non-smoking compartment, no smoking is allowed," a voice behind him interrupted his thoughts as he looked back.

Sean led Edna to the man in the business suit, who was snorting a camel cigarette and waving his nose in disgust with the big fat man who was nibbling on a hamburger.

"I have bipolar disorder, and I need to smoke a cigarette to soothe when I encounter a sudden unexpected situation," the business man glanced at the two of them, and threatened with a smile, "Otherwise, I will not be able to control my emotions and do something embarrassing to you." ”

Sean glanced at Edna, who was quietly waiting for his instructions, and gritted his teeth, "Please cooperate with the cigarette extinguishing, you can take coffee and snacks here as you like." ”

"Shall I say no?" The business man puffed on Sean's face.

The eyes of the two men sparkled, and the atmosphere was tense for a moment.

Sean looked at the business man's broad shoulders and sturdy body, and thought of the various difficulties encountered on this trip, his eyes changed twice, clenched his thin fist, and reached out to grab his cigarette.

Bang!

The carriage shook slightly, and a dull crash broke the oppressive atmosphere.

Sean withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

And Dean, who was watching from the sidelines, swept out of the carriage again, and his eyes immediately froze.

In the bright moonlight, the snow was empty, and the two drivers who had just dragged the elk by the railroad evaporated, along with the elk that had been dragged off the tracks.

Dean glanced to the right.

On the road to the forest on the right, a few bushes were quivering, and it was evident that something had just struck through it.

Beneath the bushes emerged a few plum-shaped footprints—four toes, shaped like claw tips, but very shallow, and would have been hard to spot unless Dean had a superior perception.

Dean scrutinized the footprints, "Two-legged, creature with plum-shaped claws, at least two, attacked the driver and took the elk, quite fast. ”

"Could a train break down be their masterpiece?"

"What the hell is it?"

Dean pondered, and a hint flashed before his eyes—triggering the emergency "Night Train".

A leisurely sightseeing trip to New England is met with an accident on the first night.

Some creature attacks and takes the driver away, leaving the entire train in an unknown fate.

Now, find out who the accidental attackers really are, investigate their motives, and kill them all so they know what to do if you're bothering you.

Or take it all.

Event difficulty: Medium

Progress: (2/100)

Duration: 24 hours

Reward: At least 120 XP

Dean looked back.

"Did you hear anything?" Sean didn't have the heart to bother with the business man who smoked anymore, he leaned on the window and looked at it, it was so dark that he couldn't see anything clearly, he took Edna to the front of the car, and immediately found that the two drivers who had been checking for faults near the front of the car were missing, and no matter how they called, there was no response.

When the more than 20 passengers in the carriage heard the movement, they could no longer hold back their restless mood, and followed one after another, surrounding the two flight attendants.

The woman in the white shirt stared at Sean with bloodshot eyes, "Can you not startle people, what was that noise just now?" Another stupid animal crashed into a car? ”

The punk woman stamped her feet and yelled, "How much longer are we going to stay in this disgusting place?" How long does it take for the train to depart?! ”

"It can't be delayed any longer," said the beautiful mother, patting the little girl on the back and worried, "my daughter is too young to be frightened anymore." ”

The old couple squeezed Sean's face and asked, "What the hell did the driver say, do they think it can be fixed?" ”

"Calm down, guys." Sean faced the menacing debt-collecting face, a trace of dazedness and shrinkage flashed in his eyes, and he stammered, "The drivers are working hard to repair it." ”

"So we're going to leave right away?" The Indian rubbed his sour eyes without lenses, and more than two dozen pairs of eyes locked on Sean like light bulbs,

Sean snapped his head and said, "Actually, I—I'm not sure, maybe a couple of hours?" ”

"Give me a definite answer, is the train broken?" The man in the business suit patted him by the collar, "If you can't answer, just ask your terminus." ”

Sean took a deep breath, "I'm sorry, I can't contact the driver, it's snowing outside, there are forests on both sides, the signal is terrible, and I can't contact the terminus." ”

"Fuck you, what are you kidding!" The punk girl reached out and grabbed Sean's tie in a frenzy, "The driver is missing?" On the big night, we were left in this forest where birds don't? ”

Sean nodded, scanning his face with difficulty, "Yes for now, but I promise, be patient..."

A group of passengers shouted excitedly, and the jumble was about to tear over the roof of the car.

"Guaranteed to have a fart!"

"This damn railroad company will go out of business tomorrow!"

"I ask for the money back, as well as ten times the compensation for the loss of spirit and time!"

"Uh..." Dean's eyelids jumped, and the shallows took a big gulp of emotions, although ordinary people's emotions are not nutritious, but no matter how small an ant is, it is meat.

The blonde guy covered his head helplessly.

"Listen to me, everyone, thank you!" The business man suddenly shouted, and the loud and powerful voice suddenly suppressed the noise in the carriage, and his sharp gaze swept over everyone, "We now have two choices, one is to sit stupidly in a chair and write a letter of complaint and do nothing." ”

"The second is to really do something," the man said loudly through the window, glancing out the dark outside, "Let's go out together to find the absent driver, less than ten kilometers from the next platform, through the forest, you can leave this ghost place and enter the downtown area in two hours." ”

A group of passengers looked at each other for a few seconds.

The woman in the white shirt stood next to the business man first and raised her hand, "I'll join." ”

"No way!" Sean hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop a group of people who were intended, "Can't go out, this is a violation of the safety protocols in the car!" It's late at night, it's still snowing, and you can get frostbite and be attacked by wild beasts outside... Encounter all kinds of accidents. ”

"Come on, I remember clearly, we are now passing through the elk forest," said the Indian, standing beside the merchant man and looking out the window, "since the eighteenth century, there have been no wolves or bears in this forest, only elk and small animals, and nothing can harm us except for an ignorant man like you." ”

"As for frostbite? The snow has stopped, so it's not cold to walk closely. ”

After the Indian spoke, almost all the passengers walked behind the business man, including the mother with the child, the gray-haired old couple, and the punk woman.

Only Dean, Big Fat, Blonde, and Edna were still standing beside Sean.

Dean suddenly wanted to see what the hell this group could do?

"No way!" Sean still shook his head, but his tone was much weaker, "Let you out, I'll be fired from the company!" ”

The business man looked at the name tag on the ticket inspector's chest and read his name,

"Sean, guess what? If you don't open the door, you'll get at least 20 complaints, and your job and pension will still be gone. ”

Sean's lips trembled, and he looked helplessly at Edna beside him, and the woman hesitated for a moment, "There's no other way, stabilize them first." ”

Sean sighed and sadly pulled out the keys to open the car door.

In the darkness outside the car, the cold wind blew on the face, and drilled straight into the cracks of human bones like steel needles, which made everyone feel excited and refreshed.

Then, the man in the suit was the first to jump down.

(End of chapter)