【Interstellar Contract Magician】Ruyuanke

The air in the train car grew increasingly oppressive. Almost everyone was either resting with their eyes closed or calmly preparing for the next task. I could sense the subtle tension around me, like a tightly stretched string ready to snap at any moment.

Qianmo remained silent, his eyes half-closed, as if he were thinking, or perhaps waiting for a moment. His face, under the dim light of the carriage, appeared unusually stern, with sharp features and a slight downward curve at the corners of his mouth. Everyone has their own unique way of remaining silent, but Qianmo's was particularly profound, as if concealing many unknown stories.

I didn't bother him anymore, instead looking out the window. The scene outside remained largely unchanged. Dust filled the air, and the ruins and broken walls looked even more desolate in the dim light. Occasionally, I could see flashing red traffic lights. In the distance, military vehicles sped by, accompanied by gusts of dust.

Suddenly, the lights in the car flickered out, and the entire space was plunged into darkness. After a few seconds of silence, the commander's voice came over the car's radio: "The situation ahead is unclear. Prepare all equipment. We are about to reach our target location."

The atmosphere in the train car suddenly grew more oppressive. Everyone quickly stood up and began checking their equipment. The metallic clang of guns and the clatter of equipment being adjusted intertwined into a tense rhythm. I couldn't help but tighten my grip on my gear, my heartbeat accelerating.

Qianmo seemed to notice my nervousness. He glanced at me with deep eyes and said, "Don't be afraid." His voice was low and calm.

"I know." I forced a smile, trying to calm myself down. Qianmo's gaze passed through me and swept out the window, a subtle glint in his eyes.

The atmosphere in the carriage became increasingly solemn. Everyone was ready, staring out the window, waiting for an order.

A few minutes later, the car screeched to a halt, sending a cloud of dust flying. The doors swung open, sending a rush of cold air inside. We quickly jumped out and stood amidst the rubble. The surroundings were almost suffocating, the air thick with the stench of gunpowder and corrosive substances.

The commander's voice came again: "Department action, forward! The battle plant nest is just ahead, everyone stay alert."

We quickly formed a small group and headed towards the abandoned factory building ahead. This place had been overrun by combat plants for a long time. Vines snaked around every corner of the building like snakes, and their spreading roots exuded a pungent, decaying smell. The air was filled with a damp, greenish smell, as if everything was decaying and growing in this land.

I couldn't help but frown and whispered to Qianmo, "Are these plants really combat plants?"

Qianmo didn't answer immediately. Instead, he tightened his grip on his weapon and continued forward. He took each step with extreme caution, his eyes constantly scanning his surroundings. "They are combat plants, but we've never seen them in this form before," he whispered.

My heart skipped a beat, and I sensed an unusual threat. The atmosphere ahead grew eerie, as if something were watching us from behind. I shuddered, my fingers gripping my weapon tightly, and I became alert.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the left. We all stopped and listened nervously. The sound gradually became clearer, like some kind of creature stalking.

"Prepare for battle!" The commander's low voice sounded, and then the entire team quickly dispersed and began to seek cover.

Qianmo and I quickly lay down behind a broken wall and stared at the front.

The rustling sound grew closer, the humidity in the air began to grow thicker, and I could almost hear my own heartbeat.

"Come on." Qianmo said in a low voice, with a glimmer of fighting spirit in his eyes.

At that moment, several gigantic, twisted plant creatures suddenly leaped out from the front. Their vines were as strong as steel wire, and spikes protruded abruptly from their flesh. Their appearance was strange and chilling, seemingly a fusion of some insect and plant features.

I instinctively tightened my grip on my weapon, my heart racing.

"The battle begins!" As soon as the commander gave the order, the team immediately took action.

Qianmo's figure instantly disappeared from my sight. As he merged into the team's battle, I could only hear the roars and sounds of gunfire erupting around him. I followed the other team members and entered the vortex of battle.

This place is no longer our training ground, but the entrance to hell.