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Chapter 218 It's almost midnight!

At this moment, Suo Qingqiu was groping around in the dark corridor.

In the instant the train plunged into darkness, she tripped over her own feet. She didn't fall, but she lost her grip on the walkie-talkie, which flew far away.

After she got on the bus, she stood at the counter. The passenger who wanted to place an order had disappeared, so she stayed by the counter trembling with fear.

Suo Qingqiu was hesitant to approach the passenger area.

But now she had no choice but to explore in that direction.

Not only because the walkie-talkie had fallen over there, but also because after the carriage went dark, she heard the toilet door diagonally opposite the counter creak open from the inside, and there seemed to be footsteps coming from that direction.

Upon hearing the eerie sound, Suo Qingqiu was so frightened that she moved away from the restroom to the passenger area. Fortunately, even after the carriage fell into darkness, the passengers in the passenger area still made noises from time to time, adding a touch of life to the eerie environment.

She carefully moved to the passenger area, crouched down, and groped around on the ground.

The occasional sounds of passengers chatting and clothes rustling nearby reassured Suo Qingqiu.

She lowered her voice, groped around on the floor for a while, and finally found the walkie-talkie that had fallen to the ground; it seemed to have fallen under the seat.

Suo Qing gritted her teeth and stretched out her hand to reach it, but just as she grasped the walkie-talkie, a rustling sound suddenly came from the passengers next to her.

She was startled and tried to stand up and leave, when a gentle voice came from above her: "What are you looking for? Do you need help?"

Hearing the voice, Suo Qingqiu breathed a sigh of relief and then said, "No... no need."

But a hand had already been placed on her arm, seemingly trying to help her up.

Suo Qingqiu instinctively pushed it away, only to find that the arm was limp, as if it were wearing a thick glove. With a gentle push, the glove rolled up and fell to the ground with a "thud".

Hearing the "snap" sound, Suo Qingqiu felt a chill run down her spine.

What...what is that?!
It definitely didn't make the sound of a weightless glove hitting the ground!
Her hand remained frozen in place, her fingers seemingly touching something cool and unpleasant, which was probably the arm of the person in front of her.

What fell to the ground?
What have I encountered?
She tried to scream, but something like a wooden stick suddenly wrapped around her from behind, grabbed her neck, and then tightened its grip behind her back.

Suo Qingqiu struggled, desperately trying to pry open the thing around her neck, but to no avail.

Her eyes were rolling back in her head from the choking, and her hands were still unconsciously gripping the thing around her neck.

Just as Suo Qingqiu lost consciousness, she suddenly felt that the thing choking her neck looked like something.

A brain deprived of oxygen is generally not good for thinking, but in the final moments, she still managed to understand.

It turned out to be like this...

"By the way, did you hear anything just now?" A passenger's voice came from carriage number six.

A nonchalant voice rang out: "Someone probably rolled over while they were sleeping."

After a few words, the carriage fell silent; the thrashing sounds from before had ceased.

So no one said anything more.

At that moment, Guigu's voice came through Hanshan's walkie-talkie: "Holy crap, I think there was a head blowing on my head just now!"

Gu Mian also turned on the walkie-talkie.

It was still pitch black all around. The train that had come from behind had already passed them and gradually faded into silence. Gu Mian guessed that they would leave the tunnel area soon.

Sure enough, after Guigu finished speaking, everyone felt a sudden chill before their eyes. The power was restored.

Han Shan's first reaction was to look down at what he had written with the [pen-shaped real-time repeater].

The notebook was in Gu Mian's hands, so he had no choice but to write on his arm.

I saw——

The 'Time Escape' train caught up with the 'Time Escape' train.

Gu Mian took a photo while on the 'Time Escape' train.

[Dreamstone Skyhawk on the 'Time Escape' train yawned.]

Suo Qingqiu, in carriage number six, was tragically murdered.

The 'Time Escape' train overtook the 'Time Escape' train.

Ignoring the fact that Suo Qingqiu had been harmed, Han Shan frowned and said, "As expected, there are two Time Escape Trains!"

Gu Mian was not far away and could see most of them, among which the term "Dream Stone Eagle" caught his attention.

"Dream Stone Eagle?" He stroked his chin. "Isn't that one of the names of people on this train?"

This is clearly not a normal person's name; only player names would look like this.

“I see,” Han Shan stared intently at his arm. “Those vendors aren’t vendors at all; they’re players just like us! Players from another time-escape train.”

No wonder the number of players in this instance was unknown at the beginning; it wasn't a system crash, but rather a trap set for them.

Gu Mian glanced at the notebook in her hand: "Moreover, these two Time Escape trains should be the same train... I mean the same train at different times."

Hanshan's notebook recorded two points in time.

One was at 11:56 PM, and the other was at 9:25 PM.

These two times were distorted into the same spacetime, with the vendor's position as the midline. Taking one step forward, it was 9:25, and taking one step back, it was 11:56.

Gu Mian and the other seven should be on the train at 11:56.

Those vendors were probably on the bus at 9:25.

Their time was later than that of the vendors.

Gu Mian stroked her chin: "And I guess the passengers in these two cars are from the same group."

The same group of passengers?
Han Shan frowned.

Gu Mian continued, "It was mentioned in the initial dungeon that the Time Escape Train only runs once a day, starting at 11:40 PM. We should be at the correct time. At 9:25 PM, the train should still be stopped, but as you saw, the train was moving at 9:25 PM."

"Let's set aside why this train was moving at 9:25. From a time perspective, the train carrying those vendors is on a timeline that precedes ours. What they do on the train will also affect us... Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Han Shan nodded: "Go on."

"If the passengers on both trains are indeed from the same group, then if a passenger died on the 9 o'clock train, that passenger who died on our 11 o'clock train would definitely not be alive either."

This is like if you died at three years old, you couldn't possibly be alive at twenty.

This is so profound! Can anyone understand it? I certainly can't.
Thank you... I'll thank you again tomorrow. I'm tired and need to sleep.
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