If you become a monster, you will succeed

As the saying goes, a blind eye cannot see Mount Tai. Before those words appeared on Lin Jiaxin's head, Feng Xue really did not connect this train with Infinite City.

But after taking into account the need for ghost stories to be "recognized", all this becomes natural.

But the problem is not solved there.

Because there is an essential difference between the K7 train and Infinite City, that is, the passengers on the train do not have that kind of autonomy.

Although it seems that Lin Jiaxin, Mango Girl and Bread Girl have independent "personalities", the state they display is extremely mechanical. Whether they can refresh or turn a blind eye to the ghost story mechanism, they are all the same as Infinite City's indifference. There is a fundamental difference.

After thinking for a moment, Feng Xue suddenly reached into his pocket, took out a copper whistle about the size of his thumbnail, put it in his mouth, and blew out a rhythmless whistle.

Lin Jiaxin, who was leaning on the bed reading a book, suddenly turned red. After struggling for a moment, she finally stood up suddenly and trotted out of the room.

"Tsk tsk, are there really no useless props? Comedian stuff like this can be used occasionally."

Name: Phantom·Bronze Whistle

Elements: [Props], [Instrument], [Performance], [Excitement]

Introduction: A whistle composed of three thin metal sheets is very suitable for children who want to whistle but can't.

However, it should be noted that this kind of rhythmless whistle is very irritating to the bladder. If you blow it casually, you may not be able to grab the toilet.

Note: Whistling outside the window of a house with children in the middle of the night is extremely unethical.

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Feng Xue spit out the copper whistle and put it back in her pocket, stood up and walked to the center of the room. As her thoughts rose, a box made of gold emerged from the void. She opened the box, took out Santa Claus's bundle, and poured out the two people inside. .

As soon as the bread girl hit the ground, she screamed immediately, while the mango girl stared and yelled angrily:

"What on earth are you going to do? I'm going to call..."

Halfway through the words, their voices were stuck at the same time, because two women suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of them.

In addition to wearing school uniforms that did not match their age, the two seemed to see themselves in the mirror. The two passengers, who had just escaped from the nightmare of the first-week high school entrance examination, looked at the identical "selves" in front of them and let out a burst of exclamations. .

"Who are you?!"

The voices from four people almost simultaneously sounded in the private room. Feng Xue sat calmly on the edge of the bed, watching the two pairs of twin roommates arguing there.

"I am real!"

"I am the real one!"

"You're obviously fake! I'm twenty-four years old, how can I wear a school uniform!"

"Bah! If I hadn't time traveled to that damn school inexplicably, what kind of uniform would I have worn?"

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"Interesting, it has not been refreshed, nor has it merged. It is as if it truly believes that it is itself, and...it feels like this train has no intention of intervening."

Feng Xue watched the women quarreling and gently knocked the small bell on her waist. The sound of the forgiveness bell rang out, and obvious differences appeared among the four of them.

The two people in school uniforms had absolution marks naturally appearing on their heads. Judging from the color, they were roughly the same as ordinary people.

The other two had no trace of it at all, and there was no trace of their past that they had tricked ghost girl Lin Jiaxin to death more than a dozen times in a row.

"In other words, there is a high probability that those who get on the car at the beginning are good products, but for some reason, after all three of them were sent to school in the first round, only Lin Jiaxin kept updating the version, while the other two became A vassal of the strange train story.”

Feng Xue muttered in her heart, and at this moment, Lin Jiaxin, who was sent to the toilet by his whistle, also opened the door, looked at the two pairs of twin roommates, widened her eyes and said:

"Aren't you guys already off the bus? And why are there two of them? Am I dreaming?"

"I hope I'm dreaming too!" the two mango girls said in unison, then were slightly stunned, then glared at each other and angrily yelled, "Don't imitate me!"

This situation where the synchronization rate started at 400% made Lin Jiaxin confused, but then, something even more confusing happened——

There were two more Lin Jiaxin in the room.

"Why do you have one more?!"

The original four-person room instantly turned into an eight-person room, and the already noisy debate escalated to a new level. But what Feng Xue was concerned about was that after the three Lin Jiaxin met, their status was completely different from that of the other two groups, because the ghost girl Lin Jiaxin The label of "Survivor" began to appear on both Lin Jiaxin and Lin Jiaxin at the beginning.

"It's like the cloud disk is synchronized."

Feng Xue admired the chaos in front of her, waiting for the train to make its final decision. She would also ring the pardon bell from time to time to confirm the current status of the seven people.

By looking at each other with an oath-keeping appearance, Feng Xue marked and numbered everyone, but while her old god was watching, Bread Girl No. 2 suddenly turned her head, looked at Feng Xuet and said:

"You must have done something, right? You were the one who stuffed me and Xu Ruyi into a sack together before!"

"Ah, right, right." Feng Xue nodded calmly, and then the seven of them started to quarrel among themselves.

"I'm not immune to 'Ah, right, right, right'. It seems like it was because of a substitution rather than a status refresh?"

Feng Xue was wrapped in a quilt and leaning against the corner, waiting quietly. He was also curious, what would this train do in the face of this "vicious bug", or would it do nothing? Let them kill each other?

Thinking of the murder methods that existed in this room, Feng Xue couldn't help but cast her sights on the still red trash can and the tightly closed car windows.

But to his surprise, what came first was a knock on the door.

"I'm sorry, we received a complaint. This carriage... Um, passengers, can you show your tickets? Fare evasion through multiple births is a very bad thing."

When the flight attendant wearing a blue uniform saw the eight people in the room, his expression immediately changed and he spoke very seriously.

"Yes! Ticket!" After hearing the steward's words, Mango Girl immediately took out the ticket stub from her pocket as if suddenly enlightened, and Mango Girl No. 2 also took out the exact same ticket stub almost at the same time.

The flight attendant looked at the two ticket stubs with exactly the same seat numbers. He felt bad for the whole "person" and immediately turned to look at the other people.

But the results were exactly the same. Even though they were forced to change their school uniforms, these passengers could still take out their ticket stubs from their pockets.

There was a brief silence in the carriage, and even the steward seemed to have numb claws. After a pause of more than 20 seconds, he spoke:

"Please wait a moment, I need to find someone to check the ticket!"