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Chapter 204 Look at this chapter, it's so short and small [Third Update]

[Instance: The Bizarre Train Escape]

[Content: This is a train called 'Time Escape,' which runs from 11:40 PM to 00:14 AM, with only one trip per day. Each trip lasts 34 minutes, has seven carriages, and passes through nine stations. It is said that one train always mysteriously disappears in the middle of the night.]

[Number of players: Unable to be counted]

[Main Mission: Players are required to board the 'Time Escape' train, assume their role, and successfully reach the final destination.]

[Note: Two players cannot be in the same carriage; otherwise, one player will be randomly eliminated.]

Another role-playing game, this one is alright.

But what's with the inability to count the number of players?
Could it be that the game system has crashed so badly that it can't even count the number of players?

Gu Mian frowned slightly.

Moreover, the condition that "two players cannot be in the same carriage" is a bit harsh. Gu Mian is sure that if he is in the same carriage as other players, the system will definitely choose to eliminate him.

However, there was one thing he didn't quite understand: if the game could really kill him directly, why go to the trouble of killing him in a roundabout way?
Gu Mian muttered, "That's really strange."

However, he didn't want to experience being in the same carriage as other players; surviving was more important to him.

Due to personal reasons, Gu Mian is unable to carry any special items that are inconvenient to carry.

So this time, Chu Changge gave Gu Mian the "email from hell" that he had recently obtained.

After this thing is burned, the user's living aura will disappear for ten minutes, making it difficult to be discovered when hiding. To put it bluntly, it's just a way to fool ghosts.

For this reason, Gu Mian even went to the supermarket to buy a lighter that she could bring into the dungeon.

Besides the email from hell

Gu Mian also brought several special items: a hemostatic spray, a cell phone that broke through the dimensional barrier, and a strange camera given to him by the fat man.

There's also the white coat and brooch she's wearing.

The other things are just too big to carry.

Gu Mian was still counting her special items when a light appeared in front of her.

He narrowed his eyes; it seemed this instance was about to begin.

Immediately, light surged in from all directions, dispelling the darkness, but this light was not very bright, because they were underground at the time.

Gu Mian looked around. This place was very similar to a high-speed rail station in the real world. Several train tracks were in sight, and there was a sign not far away. Next to the sign was something like a bulletin board, which seemed to have several people's photos posted on it.

There was another notice board on the other side of the tracks, but it was too far away to see the contents clearly, though it seemed similar to the one on this side.

But nobody has time to look over there right now.

Everyone was sizing up the person next to them.

Gu Mian also took a look.

There are seven people here, including him. Hanshan and Guigu are obvious, but judging from the expressions and actions of the others, it's easy to guess that everyone present is a player. Besides those three, the remaining people are an older man, a middle-aged woman in a suit, a young man, and a girl with long black hair.

Normally, Gu Mian doesn't need to guess whether someone is a player based on their behavior or actions, because if someone is a player, she can definitely open their player information.

But this time it's different.

Everyone noticed this; their player information could no longer be accessed.

"What's going on?" Han Shan frowned.

"Two players cannot be in the same carriage." Gu Mian pondered this sentence again: "And since we cannot be sure if there are other players in the carriage, the death rate in this instance should be quite high."

The two players might meet up without any warning.

Furthermore, in this instance, players must play their assigned roles, and they cannot ask, "Are there any other players in the carriage?" before entering.

Guigu gave a strange look: "Players will die if they collide with another player, and we can't be sure if there are other players in the carriage. Is this instance really that malicious towards players?"

“That’s not necessarily true,” the long-haired girl next to him suddenly spoke up. “I remember the dungeon content mentioned that there are seven carriages in total, and we happen to have seven players, so each of us can have a carriage, preventing a situation where we can’t be assigned one right away. I don’t think the dungeon would give us a guaranteed death option for no reason, and the hidden player nicknames might be a key clue in this dungeon…”

She paused for a moment at this point: "Of course, this is just my guess. If you disagree with this idea, just consider it as me talking nonsense."

At least Han Shan didn't take this as nonsense. He frowned, then relaxed, then frowned again, then relaxed again.

Gu Mian finally understood why he looked older than his actual age.

Then the long-haired girl's voice came through: "Can everyone tell me their names? Although you can call me 'Hey' or 'you,' it doesn't seem easy to distinguish them. Oh right, my name is Killing Angel."

That's a pretty cringeworthy name; it doesn't sound like someone to be trifled with...

Gu Mian would never reveal his real name unless he thought he had too much time on his hands and instead gave himself the name 'doctor'.

The young man's name was "Fang Xiang".

The middle-aged woman is called "Suo Qingqiu".

The older man is called "Your Beloved Little Tian Tian".

That's a pretty sweet name.

These are names they gave themselves; no one knows if they are their real names.

The player names are hidden in this instance. Could it be because something has infiltrated their ranks? Gu Mian pondered this while rubbing the [Strange Camera] in her pocket.

This camera can capture images of invisible ghosts, but I wonder if it can capture the true appearance of a disguised ghost.

At that moment, the loudspeaker at the underground starting station suddenly blared.

"It is now 11:35 PM. Train attendants, please prepare for the arrival of the 'Time Escape' train."

Train attendant? Gu Mian subconsciously looked at the bulletin board not far away, which was neatly covered with photos.

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