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Chapter 4: Hello, World

Fear, fear.

Gwen never thought that these two emotions would appear in him. You must know that even when faced with the collision of a bull and the threat of death, he was only a little panicked.

I am afraid of such a person.

What is he afraid of?

In front of you is a slightly elegant double door made of gray-white stone-like wood.

There are several exquisite little angels carved on the outside of the doorpost.

No matter what, it is a door that makes people fearless.

But this door gave Gwen the idea that "even if the Mind Flayer comes to life and appears in front of me to steal my heart, it won't be as scary as this door."

What will the world be like behind this door?

Will it be a modern world with elves and dwarves?

Will it be a steampunk era world?

But what frightens this fearless man even more is that the act of pushing open the door and walking out is like completely denying the world before he traveled. But in the next second, he used some kind of force-killing technique, lightning.

He pushed open the door at the end of the stairs leading up to the basement.

Click.

The more scared you are, the more you have to face it. Gwen was born like this.

After pushing the door open, a long and narrow space appeared behind the door... No, it is not narrow. The walls on the left and right sides are about six meters wide, but it gives the impression that because of its length, it is as long as an average person can estimate.

There is a nearly forty-meter-long walkway. On the walls of the walkways on the left and right sides, there are thick floor-to-ceiling windows, luxurious gauze curtains, and heavy curtains.

The world shown outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is a ‘city with constantly moving buildings’.

Gwen was shocked.

Towering radio stations, department stores with posters, winding streets, natural parks with mountains and forests... these buildings that should be built on the earth are accurately constructed as if they were some kind of simulation construction game.

It is divided into plots of 'one square, two squares...' and laid out on giant trains, constantly moving.

The entire city and the entire world are moving at a slow but real speed.

Their orbit is limited to a vast but narrow wilderness...

Wait, long and narrow?

Gwen looked up at the sky. It was night now, and there were three moons hanging on the skyline. With them as a reference, she considered the moving speed of the "luxury villa carriage with a basement" under her feet.

confirmed.

Together with this wilderness, it is also on a ‘bigger train’!

No wonder this country is called ‘the country on the train’ in my memory!

Gwen felt that her whole body was shaking, not because she was extremely excited, but because her brain was still a little painful even with the protection of the source. Think about playing mahjong with three aunts and six sisters-in-law at home during the New Year. These aunts and sisters-in-law are just right

He is also the type who will eat melon seeds and laugh loudly without speaking. This is the source of pain in his brain:

"The five voices are alternating and pouring the basic knowledge of the train world into his mind sentence by sentence in a way that lacks continuity and speaks whatever comes to mind."

Even he can't bear this kind of move that transmits sound into the secret level.

He used Source Power to massage his brain. Although he had just learned how to use Source Power, and although the Mind Flayer Gwen and the other Gwen had only "shallow" knowledge, he seemed to understand it as soon as he saw feathers floating in the air.

He understood the precise usage of source power like a goose-feather level body.

Take a deep breath.

Go to the world behind the door.

The size of this train is a little smaller than expected. This floor is not so much the 'first floor' as the 'second floor'. By carefully leaning out in this 'children must not learn' posture, he

I saw the height under the train. This position is about three meters high from the ground. No wonder I feel that the ceiling of the basement is a little low. It turns out that it is limited by the height of the train car.

There are some small spiral stairs on the left and right sides of the car. Going up is an independent single room.

This seems to be a common design for residential luxury trains.

There are four rooms in total, the master bedroom, the second bedroom, the study room and the bathroom.

The single master bedroom, although very luxurious, is limited by the size of the room. It is only a small room with gorgeous decorations. A large bed, a small desk, and a wardrobe are all the furniture in this room. On top of the small desk, there is a classic gramophone.

There is a radio with a loudspeaker, a few books full of religious connotations, and under the small desk is a safe.

Kneeling on one knee in front of the safe, he reached out and pressed on the extremely retro heavy combination disk, entering the password he knew from the memo.

With a happy click, the safe opened.

There were not many things in the box. There were ten test tubes filled with strange golden solvents and two heavy small boxes. One box contained exquisite brass, and the other contained heavy soil.

Source gold, brass and oil soil, the former is the core material of the country of trains, while industrial brass is the absolute hard currency.

Finally, there are rows of military bullets packed in exquisite long boxes. These bullets are the currency of the utopia of Train Country. Depending on the quality of the bullets, the face value will fluctuate slightly.

The memory of a girl's corpse among the five corpses contained in Gwen's heart shows that even a small middle-class family is far from having the financial resources of a small box of oil and soil, let alone the more precious source gold.

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After the harvest, Gwen went to the second bedroom contentedly.

This room was prepared for the mind flayer Gwen. Although it is not big, the space is even larger than the master bedroom because it has a single bed. There is a portable thousand-layer box on a large table, which contains about a dozen

It is more than a meter long, about 60 centimeters wide and about 30 centimeters thick. It is a box that can be described as "huge".

"...It's so relatable."

Gwen felt close to the Thousand Layer Box from the bottom of her heart. This may be due to the memory fragments instilled by the old guy. This box is a space box with unknown principles customized for the 'Assassin' and the 'Mind Flayer'.

You need to open the box, and the boxes with space storage capabilities inside will unfold like a thousand-layer box.

It seems that this box can only be used by source messengers, and it has a subtle imprint. If it were not used by Gwen's source messenger, I am afraid that the 'Mind Flayer who cares about property' would jump in the face and kill it. Look.

It turns out that the strange stories do come from 'people', and Gwen admires this miser-like tireless spirit.

Stored inside:

Hundreds of sets of clothing, work clothes, exotic costumes, both men's and women's clothing, appeared to be used by the mind flayers as disguises, and Gwen inherited them.

A larger amount of ammunition. Although the old guy is a bit of a beast, he is also generous. He saved about 20,000 rounds of ammunition. Although they are not military ammunition, it is more than enough for financial purposes.

Weapons, tools, a simple radio station, explosives, a simple alchemy all-purpose set, sixty or seventy 'passports', and a 'kill list'.

It seems that the Mind Flayer is indeed an assassin with great expectations.

It's just that these objects were all inherited by Gwen.

He quickly picked out a black jumpsuit that looked like yoga clothes and put it on, then picked up a black military coat and put it on.

After throwing all his belongings into the thousand-layer box, he went to the study room and collected all the books inside, regardless of whether they were useful or not, and stuffed them into the box.

This box is powered by four triangular tracks that are very smart. It can move with just a little bit of energy.

Gwen compared her body shape with that of the Thousand Layer Box. She had reason to suspect that this box might be able to serve as a high-speed mount for the Mind Flayer when no one was around... Reality is not an illusion, even for the Mind Flayer.

Creatures that want to move quickly must have a mount no less than a red rabbit horse.

After completing all this, he returned to the basement, made the old thing into diesel fuel that was somewhat useful to humans, and then packed the four 'Gwen' corpses in special iron boxes and stuffed them into the thousand-layer box.

Standing at the door of the villa train ready to go, I heard, 'The next stop is Steel Wheel Cole Brothers Street. You can stay for up to three hours. If you exceed the time, please take a motorcycle to catch up with the train. The train's route is...'

"Are you ready?" He seemed to hear a voice asking.

"I'm ready," he said.

Then I waited for the train to enter the station and opened the exit door.


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