Chapter 41: Explosive Last Train

Most of the threads on the forum discussing Bai Liu end with a tearing up, most of the time around the last time Bai Liu was on the [core promotion] and whether Bai Liu deserved it or not.

Many players think that Bai Liu is not worthy of such a good promotion because he is so bad and is just a little bit clever, while many others think that Bai Liu is on it, so what does it matter to you if he is worthy or not?

Wang Shun has watched a few of the fights and has concluded that most of the players who hate Bai Liu feel that Bai Liu [is not worthy of his position].

The last person to start such a major debate was Du Sanying as a newcomer.

Du Sanying's luck rating is 100, and everything he does is so good that the points keep pouring into his account like money.

Some people say that Du Sanying is strong, and that Du Sanying has great personal skills, but most of the time this argument is met with [you can get Du Sanying's luck to clear before you say something like you're strong].

However, this kind of abuse got better later on when Du Sanying was in the top three of the Rising Stars list and fewer players dared to speak out against him.

Now, Bai Liu has zero luck and has climbed to the [core promotion position] purely on the basis of his strengths and ideas, but these people still don't like him, they still think he's [unworthy of his position].

It doesn't seem to matter whether it's "virtuous" or not, it's still the position that matters, and as long as someone climbs to that position, whoever it is, they don't deserve it anyway, and as long as it's not themselves, they can always find fault with it and magnify it for everyone to see.

Wang Shun shook his head and stopped listening to these players' discussions, but looking at the wall of small TVs in front of him, Wang Shun was struggling with the same thing - that is, whose small TVs to choose for the huddle?

Du Sanying is the third ranked Rising Star player, but because he has never made any waves in the game, he is not a stickler for paying viewers, so Du Sanying's TV streams are never paid.

Bai Liu, a newcomer, is certainly not on a fee-based model either.

However, Bai Liu, a non-paying player, had a far smaller audience than Mu Sicheng and [Puppet Master], let alone against Du Sanying.

Du Sanying is always very popular, and there is no charge, and this time it was a high-talking game mini-TV broadcast with the three gods together, so some players who didn't want to pay almost all flocked to the Du Sanying mini-TV viewing area. The crowd was a magnitude higher than Mu Sicheng and Puppet Master.

Even the three [puppet players] under [Puppet Master], such as players like Li Gou, are still quite popular on Li Gou's small TV stream, much more so than Bai Liu, because of the presence of a great god like [Puppet Master] to lead the game.

There is only one Bai Liu, and the doors are deserted.

With this little bit of discomfort, Wang Shun sighs and walks into Bai Liu's area.

With multiple gods crashing into one game, most viewers can't even watch the gods' mini-TVs, so why would they pay attention to a newcomer? Bai Liu's small TV show has lost most of its traffic, so it's only natural that no one is interested in it.

[301 people liked Bai Liu's TV, 170 people favorited Bai Liu's TV, 210 people are watching Bai Liu's TV, no one is charging Bai Liu's TV].

[Please work hard for player Bai Liu! Your likes are only one hundredth of those of Du Sanying, the top-ranked player in the combined small and medium TV stats of the same period of players of "Bursting Last Train"!

" Du Sanying's likes are already 30,000, how long has it been since the game started ......" Wang Shun sighed from the bottom of his heart as he saw Du Sanying instantly gain the first promotion spot and leave the section for the central lobby. Wang Shun sighed and gave Bai Liu a like, "Come on Bai Liu, don't fall into the no-name section. ......"

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Du Sanying stood outside the platform, almost pressing his glasses to the ticket to read the location on it, and said to himself, "How strange, how this ticket starts and ends at the same station ......"

The countdown on the station LED clock behind him had jumped to [00:10] and the next moment, as the stopwatch entered the 10-second countdown, the station went completely dark and came back on after a short second, only it was no longer the normal white daylight, but a flickering, dark red light.

At the end of the track, a train with red headlights comes roaring down the dark tunnel, like a beast with red eyes ready to devour its prey, and slowly stops in front of Du Sanying.

The female voice of the underground station announcer announces in a mechanical and cold voice: "Passengers on the train have arrived at the terminal station of antique city, please get off the train at the destination of antique city, the train is about to start its next round of operation, please board the train now if you need to depart from antique city - Passengers on Please get off the train at the destination of ......"

As the female voice announces, the doors of the train slowly open in front of Du Sanying's eyes, and the smell of burnt meat sweeps out of the doors along with the wind of the train arriving at high speed.

Du Sanying looks up at the underground line 4 he is about to board - illuminated by flickering lights, Du Sanying sees the train empty at one point, its handrails swaying lonely, at another filled with all sorts of blurry-looking passengers, like the subway in a big city in China during rush hour, so crowded that Du Sanying can't even get on it. It was so crowded that Du Sanying could not get on.

The red LED clock screen behind Du Sanying jumped to [00:05] with a zipping sound, a jump that seemed to signal that all the air vents of the metro station's air conditioners had suddenly stopped working.

The temperature throughout the station began to rise rapidly, the loudspeaker of the underground announcement became like a candle and began to drip and melt, the female voice of the announcement became distorted and elongated and finally stuck on a strange word [44444] repeated over and over again, Du Sanying thought she was supposed to say line 4.

The passengers around Du Sanying, who were also waiting to board the train, began to walk slowly towards the train, their figures becoming eerily flickering in the red and black flickering light, several of them suddenly bursting into flames as they walked and then turning into violently burning corpses.

The skin on the faces of the burning 'passengers' was cracked by the flames, the edges of the skin blackened and curled to reveal the melted yellowish human fat inside, which melted butter-like and dripped to the ground, and the limbs contracted spasmodically under the fire, emitting pungent black smoke, but they seemed oblivious to the fact that they were burning. They seemed oblivious to the fact that they were burning and were still moving inside the train.

The train began to fill up with these charred bodies, sitting or standing, some with their hands on the handrails, some leaning against the doors, the flames baking the plastic handrails, melting the plastic like butter dripping down on the "passengers", the glass of the underground beeping and cracking in the heat, and The "passengers" looked down at their mobile phones, which had been burned to the point of exposing the wiring, as if oblivious to the horrific sight.

If it weren't for the blazing flames on their bodies, they would look like tired, normal people on the last train home.

[System Alert: Please ask player Du Sanying to board the train quickly]

"No way ......" Du Sanying was a bit speechless, "What's with this game, drive-by kill? This car is burnt to a crisp, am I not doing a live barbecue going in?"

Du Sanying The audience in front of the small TV is laughing.

"Drive-by killing laughs me to death! Don't worry, kill no one but your little parrot!"

"Parrot you need to be confident in your luck! You go up there and maybe this carload of fires will go out!"

"Shit, no!!! Look out guys! There's no one burning on the train! There are players on the train!!!"

"Holy shit! Who is so strong to go straight up! Aren't you afraid of dying?!"

Among the countless passengers of charred and blackened bodies, a fair-complexioned man in a white shirt and suit trousers who looked like a normal office worker was inclining his head to speak to a man next to him in an unusual way.

The person he was talking to had a lollipop in his mouth and looked like a college student with his hands in his pockets. He tilted his head down and put his ear close to the office worker, seemingly listening to the office worker, listening as the lollipop-bearing college student raised his eyebrows to reveal an impish grin that matched his attractive features.

On a train full of smoky, flaming, blackened and dried out "passengers", these two overly normal looking, distinguished looking passengers were a real eye-catcher.

Du Sanying The small TV audience instantly exploded: the

"Shit, shit, shit!!! It's God Mu!!! God Mu is so handsome!!!"

"Holy shit, who is that commuter player, so calm."

Mu Sicheng watched with some amusement as Bai Liu reverted to his old self: "Why have you moved back? You're not a killer anymore?"

"It's live, so of course I'm turning my face back on to seduce the audience." Bai Liu straightened his shirt sleeves and said shamelessly, "People are creatures of appearance, and I have a pretty good face, so of course I have to make good use of it to get money."

"But there's another reason." Bai Liu gave Mu Sicheng a sideways glance, "To make it a little easier to find me for that puppet master who's coming to get me."

The smile on Mu Sicheng's lips narrowed slightly as he tsked slightly annoyed, " Bai Liu, are you really going to use yourself as bait to lure Zhang Gui ? He's good and skilled, that plan of yours has many loopholes, even if I work with you I may not be able to successfully kill ......"

"Shh." Bai Liu put his index finger to his lips as he gazed at the LED countdown clock outside the train that read [00:01] and whispered, "The countdown is going to zero, a player is coming up."

"Suit yourself." Mu Sicheng leaned against the car door breathlessly, hugging his chest, "You're the one who could easily die anyway with that plan of yours, not me, I don't care, you're just willing to get yourself killed."