Chapter 101

Chapter 101: The Usefulness of Bad Luck

Ye Qiyan likewise did not know the answer to this question.

To him, aside from himself, no one else was worthy of becoming a partner to share the same Train with.

Regardless of whether it was Shangguan Yingxue, Zhao Lin, or anyone else.

Even if he knew those people were not bad, it was still the same.

Being with others made him less relaxed.

Compared to humans, he preferred non-human partners like Wall-E even more.

Of course, someone like Tina wouldn’t be bad either.

“Well~ It seems you don’t have an answer either. Alright, it’s about time. Although this city is pretty lousy, it still has some decent places, like fruitwood beer and ant-beef barbecue. Want to go together?”

“Forget it. I need to head back to the Train for a bit; someone is looking for me.”

“What a pity~ If we don’t go today, that shop might not even be there in the future~”

Monroe Gina stood up from her chair, leaned on her sword cane, and walked straight away.

In the Platform, only Ye Qiyan was left alone.

He did not leave, but instead rubbed the space between his eyebrows as he watched the messages constantly popping up on the system Light Screen in front of him.

Zhao Lin: [“It’s over, Brother Qiyan! My maximum Mental Power has permanently decreased!”]

[“You wouldn’t happen to still be asleep too, right? Wake up quickly, wake up quickly! Dreaming will decrease your Mental Power!”]

[“Wake up!”] [“Wake up!”]…

In this short span of time, Zhao Lin had already sent him a consecutive string of dozens of messages.

He hadn’t turned off the system’s notification sound earlier, and the rapid-fire notifications were making his head ache.

[“I’m awake, I’m awake, stop making a fuss. If you keep sending them, my head is going to explode from your noise.”]

Speechlessly sending back a reply, Zhao Lin, who was currently inside her own Train, patted her chest and let out a sigh of relief upon seeing the message.

[“Wow, Brother Qiyan, has your Mental Power decreased too? Wuwu, I’m not going to turn into a lunatic, am I?”]

[“It hasn’t decreased. I woke up long ago. You ran into those jellyfish too, right? You’re only waking up now? What did you dream about? It’s not easy; I thought you were going to drown in that sweet dream forever.”]

Zhao Lin bit her lower lip, recalling the scenes in her dream, and let out a nostalgic sigh.

[“I dreamed of my home from the past. I didn’t need to drive the Train and hide everywhere, nor did I need to risk my life on adventures. I could pet cats at home, scroll through videos, and eat snacks… Wuwu, it was truly filled with happiness. That kind of life is what I want… What kind of days are we living now…”]

[“Oh? Then you were actually able to wake up; that’s truly impressive.”]

[“Hehe… Actually, when I was scrolling through videos, I suddenly saw some news about good luck and Bad Luck, so I thought of some things on the Train. At that time, I really felt that it wouldn’t be bad to just stay in the dream forever, but… Brother Qiyan, you know… among the things I remembered was the matter of the previous stop being a good-luck station. In that case, for the next period of time, I wouldn’t have any good luck. Since that’s so, how could I possibly encounter such a wonderful thing that would let me experience happiness forever? Therefore, I woke up…”]

I see.

Viewed this way, Zhao Lin’s Bad Luck wasn’t entirely a bad thing after all.

Her fixed, alternating Bad Luck made it easier for her to distinguish the good from the bad in any given situation.

Much like back then at the public trading Platform, when she had to choose whether to enter the Platform and stay forever.

Because it was Bad Luck, she didn’t stay.

But precisely because it was Bad Luck, she survived.

It seemed that Zhao Lin’s Talent was even more powerful than previously imagined.

[“So, how much did your Mental Power drop?”]

[“I’ll show you a screenshot.”]

A screenshot was sent over.

[Mental Power: 80/100 (Dream Price)]

[“20 points, that’s really way too much, and there are completely no signs of recovery. I only slept for half a day and it dropped this much; if I kept sleeping deep, I’d definitely turn into a lunatic, right?”]

[“Pretty much.”]

Ye Qiyan rubbed his chin and opened the public Chat Room.

There were already some people’s conversations inside.

However, not many.

It seemed that the vast majority of people were still deeply immersed in those sweet dreams and unable to extricate themselves.

It was estimated that some people had already realized they were in a dreamscape, but were unwilling to wake up.

Just as the description stated.

Drowning in sweet dreams was, for some people, a form of release.

Then, what about that woman Shangguan Yingxue? Was she still sleeping?

Ye Qiyan glanced at his friend list, pondered for a moment, and sent a question mark over.

[“?”]

To his surprise, merely a minute or so later, a message was sent back from the other side.

[“What is it?”]

[“Just seeing if you’re awake.”]

Inside the Train, Shangguan Yingxue, who was doing push-ups, wiped the sweat beads from her forehead, took off her soaked top, and a slight arc curved up at the corner of her lips as she looked at the chat content on the Light Screen.

[“I woke up not long ago. I had a sweet dream and my maximum Mental Power decreased a bit, but it should be able to recover, right? What about you?”]

[“According to the description, it is. How much did yours drop?”]

[“15 points. That’s not a small amount, and my head hurts a bit. When did you wake up, and what did you dream about?”]

[“Brother, I woke up long ago, and didn’t drop a single point. As for what I dreamed about, I dreamed of my home.”]

[“…Me too.”]

The scenes dreamed of by the vast majority of people were all their homes from the past.

To them, compared to the days of desperately fighting for survival on this Train, no matter how terrible the past was, it was still better than everything right now.

Not to mention that, unlike Ye Qiyan who grew up in an orphanage since childhood, most people still had family members whom they were now likely never to see again.

[“It’s good that you’re awake, then that’s it.”]

[“Mn.”]

Ending the chat, Ye Qiyan’s gaze shifted to the other side, where several more messages sent by Zhao Lin had piled up.

Ever since they met last time in the City of a Thousand Stars, she had increasingly treated him like a friend.

[“Right, Brother Qiyan, there’s something I want to ask you.”]

[“What is it?”]

[“Do you think my encountering these jellyfish this time counts as having cleared away my Bad Luck? The station we enter this afternoon should logically be a Bad Luck station, and I originally didn’t plan to get off the Train, but if running into the jellyfish counts as using up the Bad Luck, then…”]

What she said actually had a possibility of being true. Bad Luck and good luck were conserved; in a sense, running into a Dream Eater could also be considered a type of Bad Luck.

[“Won’t you find out if you just try getting off at the next stop?”]

[“I, I don’t dare… If I guess wrong, I’m dead for sure…”]

[“So?”]

[“I heard from someone that as long as you spend extra Train Coins, you can buy a temporary city-entry card to enter the city and stay inside for a day, thereby dodging the time to enter a Platform once. I figured that if it’s like this, even if it’s Bad Luck, as long as I enter the city, it can be avoided relatively better, right? So I want to…”]

[“How many Train Coins did that person want from you?”]

[“8 pieces.”]

[“Give the money to me.”]

[“?”]

[“I have a way to let you enter another city.”]