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[Congratulations to passengers Gong Zijun and Shen Mingxin for clearing the demon stomach bag instance, the return train will arrive at the main entrance of the Compass factory in 10 minutes]

[Thank you for fighting bloody battles for the civilized world and persevering until now]

[As you are about to arrive at the destination, please allow all the crew members to extend sincere congratulations to you and look forward to your return]

A series of three bold red system messages jumped out from the barrage of wailing and persuading Fu Qitang, and stayed in the air for a minute before gradually dimming and fading away.

"We're about to reach the finish line..." Shen Mingxin murmured, his originally hairy eyes instantly solidified, and then burst into ecstasy, "It's about to end, it's finally about to end! This damn day is finally coming to an end!"

At the end, he suddenly let out a strange cry from his throat, and then he laughed, but he laughed and cried again, like a lunatic who completely lost his mind.

Shen Mingxin recalled all the things he had experienced before.

Chased by terrifying ghosts again and again; strangled by a long, cold and slippery tongue; half of his face was corroded by the smelly mucus comparable to strong acid, and his eyeballs fell from the empty eye sockets to the floor; Trapped by the disgusting monsters with mouthparts, watching them inject venom into his body, the flesh instantly turned into a puddle of paste.

He screamed and wailed again and again, wanting to give up, persuading himself that it would be better to just die like this, and it would be over once and for all, but deep down he still wanted to live.So I struggled desperately and returned to the train with my last breath. During the short rest time, I still had nightmares one after another, being caught, torn apart, eaten in one bite, and suddenly woke up.

This time was the eighth dungeon he experienced. Shen Mingxin felt that he could not hold on any longer, and he didn't know when he would die.

But now, the train says the journey is about to reach its end.

He is about to pass the customs.

The great joy was like a bomb that exploded in Shen Mingxin's body with a "bang". Every blood vessel and every pore in his body opened, and he was extremely happy.

However, at this moment, Shen Mingxin inadvertently caught a glimpse of a small lightning from the corner of his eye.

He didn't have time to think about it, his body instinctively leaned back, and a small butter knife glowing coldly cut a dripping gash on one side of his face.

Before the splashed blood dropped to the ground, the butter knife had already plunged into the soft soil under his feet.

Shen Mingxin lost his balance and fell down embarrassingly, but he didn't dare to get up and run, because that would completely expose his back to Gong Zijun.

"Forgive me, forgive me! I didn't do it on purpose, I never thought of killing him!" He moved back on his hands and feet while crying and shouting, with tears streaming down his face and a distorted expression.

"I did that when I had no choice... I thought he could escape, he is so powerful, and there are props that allow people to teleport, as long as you use that prop, you can get away... I didn't expect him to die !!"

Gong Zijun closed his eyes. He knew which item Shen Mingxin was talking about, so he became even angrier, "He used up that item when he saved you in the last copy."

"..."

"He saved you, you kill him." Gong Zijun felt his throat was extremely dry, and every word he uttered seemed to be rolling in the sand, which hurt him, "He is an idiot."

"No, no, no! I didn't kill him, I didn't kill him, it was a ghost who killed him! I'm also a victim!"

Shen Mingxin quickly denied it, and shook his head vigorously: "Please don't kill me, please spare me! The train will reach the end soon, and if there is no accident, we can leave this damn place and return to the normal world with another copy. There is a lot of money outside, can I give you money? Is 100 million enough? 500 million? 1000 million? You make a price, you make a price!"

"..."

"Or let me go this time... Now there are only two of us left in the car, it will definitely be useful to keep me! I can help you in the next instance... I am willing to be your bait!"

The corner of Gong Zijun's mouth curled into a small arc, like mockery, but also like madness with nowhere to vent.

"I told you I didn't kill him! I didn't kill him, don't you fucking understand human language!!"

Fearing to the extreme, Shen Mingxin's sanity collapsed across the board.The veins on his forehead popped up, his eyes gradually became bloodshot, "It's a ghost! It's all done by a ghost! Why didn't you go to the ghost just now to settle accounts! And I never thought of using him as a substitute, he saved me , is my savior, how could I want to harm him! It's all you! The person I photographed at the beginning was you! If I hadn't blocked it for you, Fu Qitang would not have died at all!"

Every word is like a knife.

The fragment not long ago flashed across Gong Zijun's mind.

"You really believe he did this because he likes me?"

"You are good-looking and young, and you are very powerful now, just a little worse than me. Why don't you like it?"

"Gong Zijun, you are not such a person with no self-confidence. Are you shy?"

"I'm so shy, let me see, are you blushing?"

Then he stubbornly asked Fu Qitang why he was not angry, and Fu Qitang put on a look of "working hard", pretending to be really angry with his poor acting skills.

Obviously so fresh and happy, obviously everything just happened.

"You're right, it's my fault." Gong Zijun said, he had no expression or tone, as if he had become a walking dead with no thought and soul anymore, "I deserve to pay for my mistakes, you Same."

"Don't do this, please don't do this. Let me live, I can really help you, you can't pass the last copy alone..."

Shen Mingxin begged bitterly, raised one hand abruptly, and swung the dirt in his palm towards Gong Zijun, at the same time, with the other hand, he took out a poisoned wooden awl from the space of consciousness.

This was a prop he had obtained from a dungeon related to the blood race before. As long as any humanoid creature had a little bit of skin scratched by the wooden awl, the awl would grow out of his heart in the next second.

Shen Mingxin knew that his own strength was far from that of Gong Zijun's, so he could only take advantage of the moment when the other party was in a trance and fight to the death.

In addition, Gong Zijun's weapon is a butter knife, which is suitable for medium and long-range attacks. It does not have much advantage in close combat, so he must close the distance between the two sides in a very short time, and strive for a one-hit kill.

Shen Mingxin jumped up suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Gong Zijun. The wooden awl was raised high, and the poison quenched on it reflected a thin layer of green under the sunlight.

A shot went off.

Shen Mingxin's body fell powerlessly from midair.

The bullet passed through his forehead, shattering the back of his head, and then continued to fly forward, penetrating into the branch of a tree in the burst of red and white slurry.

"But I have a lot of weapons now." Gong Zijun said in a low voice.

He was holding the gun that belonged to Fu Qitang not long ago, and the smoke from the muzzle was slowly dissipating.

Car 0.

The screen that originally displayed the dungeon name and the player's name flickered for a moment, and the white text on the blue background gradually disappeared, and then the three screens next to it that had been turned off in different rounds came back on, and new text emerged, forming a new sentence.

"Welcome to the final round"

About half a minute later, the text is updated again:

"G0101 unlimited number train has reached the suspension conditions

Current number of remaining passengers: 1

Meet the minimum number of people to enter the final assessment criteria

Unlocking the corresponding permission space...unlocking complete

Passenger Miyashi-gun please go to the cab"

At the same time as the last line of text appeared, several lines were suddenly outlined on the wall below the four screens.They quickly merged and extended towards the surroundings, forming the shape of a door in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, these lines gave off a faint golden light, first flashing together, like breathing, then this "door" grew out of the wall, raised out of thin air, and finally made a "click" mechanical collision sound, "the door" "It was activated like this.

It automatically opened towards both sides, revealing a road that didn't know where to go.

Yet no one set foot.

There was no surprise, no exclamation, not even the sound of human breathing, and there was no movement in carriage 0, only the shadow covered a dead silence, like death itself.

After a while, the lights on the roof of the carriage suddenly turned on, and a beam of light shone directly on the figure sitting there.

Gong Zijun sat lifelessly, with his long legs crossed on the table, his head propped on one hand, his eyes cast somewhere in the void, as if he was concentrating on something, but at the same time he seemed to be just in a daze.

"Passenger Miya Shi-gun please go to the cab"

The red text flashed again, showing its own sense of existence.

Gong Zijun seemed to have never heard of it, and he didn't even raise his eyelids.

"Passenger Miya Shi-gun please go to the cab"

Still no one cares.

Suddenly, a shrill siren sounded on the train.

As if awakened with a start, Gong Zijun finally moved, but the corner of his mouth curled up in a sarcastic arc, and he didn't intend to follow the train's instructions.

At this moment, the siren stopped abruptly and was replaced by a familiar voice.

"I told you before, I want to see where this train will stop at the end, and what kind of place it is. Now I can't go, you can go and see for me, look carefully..."

Gong Zijun stood up abruptly, only to see that his teeth were clenched, his eyes were red, his facial muscles were twitching, and his whole body was trembling violently. It seemed that he would completely lose control and go crazy in the next second.

However, after a few breaths, Gong Zijun forcibly regained his composure. He raised his hand and wiped his face, then walked into the door that had just been opened without saying a word.

Behind the door is a generally circular space with an area about the same as a small conference room.It was empty inside, without any furnishings, let alone any facilities and equipment related to driving.

Only a half-person-high square white stone pillar appeared abruptly and alone in the center of the room, with a computer placed on it.

The blazing light coming from nowhere completely lights up the entire space until it is almost transparent, creating a blunt sci-fi feel.

Gong Zijun stopped in front of the computer, and two words popped up on the screen.

"Hello there."

Before Gong Zijun could respond, new content emerged continuously.

"Welcome to the cab of the G0101 Infinity train. Congratulations on meeting the train suspension conditions. Please put the collected customs clearance certificates into the civilization box below. After passing the inspection, you will enter the final assessment."

Below the computer, a transparent box similar to an incubator protrudes from the middle of the white stone pillars, as if held in mid-air by an invisible hand.

There are three grooves inside the box, the first and second are both round, but the size is slightly different, the former is a circle larger than the latter, the latter is more rounded than the former, and the depression is deeper, obviously the shape more spherical; the third groove takes on a distinctly anthropomorphic shape.

Gong Zijun instantly understood what they corresponded to.

——The Origin of the Universe, the Eye of Reality, and that black plastic villain.

Fu Qitang's guess was right, they are a kind of voucher, the entry ticket for the player to enter the finish line.

But what is the point of all this now?

"Please put the customs clearance certificate into the civilization box, and you will enter the final assessment after passing the test."

The screen urges again.

Gong Zijun, who had been silent all along, finally spoke at this moment, the corners of his mouth twitched, and a smile full of mockery and destruction appeared on his face little by little, flickering in the depths of his eyes.

"Fuck you," he said, "I refuse."