Chapter 1535
Chapter 1535: Leaving the Seventy-Sixth Station / Train Level: Level 39
Luomijia cautiously looked at the man in front of him.
The Magician, the founder of the Ancient Council.
As one of the first batch of human Train Captains, Luomijia had a fight with him when he joined the Ancient Council.
He lost.
But how exactly he lost was something Luomijia still couldn’t quite figure out to this day.
It wasn’t that there was anything wrong with his memories, but rather that the Magician’s ability itself was full of bizarreness.
This guy had once been subjected to some kind of experiment by the void; no one knew what his experiment was, nor did anyone know how he ended that experiment.
Luomijia only knew one thing.
This Magician was an oddball.
“It seems you admit it, President. Let me guess, did Lu Jiayun seek cooperation with you? Or are you using him to do something? Or… is it just a coincidence between the two of you?”
Fanning the flames and riding the momentum.
This was one of the few cognitions Luomijia had about this President.
The Magician still wore that honest smile, toying with a deck of moving poker cards in his hands.
“As expected of Mr. Luomijia, you figured it out all at once. How terrifying, how terrifying~
So, are you going to the Kingdom of Order?”
“Not going.”
“What a pity~”
The Magician disappeared from the spot. Luomijia took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, and found a person’s name in his friend list.
[Smiling Man · The Forgotten]
[“That Celestial Organization of yours, you’d better not wade into the muddy waters of the Kingdom of Order this time. Your memories have only just resurfaced, and your strength hasn’t fully recovered yet.
That guy the President is up to who knows what.
Whether it’s you or the Celestial Organization, you are too weak right now. Rashly participating will only lead to a sorrowful ending.
I’ll only remind you once.”]
Within the Kingdom of Order.
The figure draped in a black robe and wearing a smiling mask hugged his scythe. Looking at the message sent by Luomijia, the smile on the mask became even more brilliant.
[“Thanks, Luomijia, but as you said, we are the Celestial Organization. The current leader of the Celestial Organization isn’t me, but Fang Cheng.
They have already arrived, and it’s impossible to persuade them to leave.
Since they are all here, naturally I will arrive as well.
Besides, rest assured.
Have you forgotten?
What the Celestial Organization has always excelled at is never fighting, but saving people.”]
The Smiling Man looked ahead at the rows of healing Trains dropped directly down, and past memories surfaced in his mind.
From the reconstruction of the Celestial Organization to the present, in this span of about a year.
This organization had faintly taken on the rudimentary form of its past.
Saving people, saving the world.
Sheltering the weak.
Who were the weak?
The wounded were weak, and ordinary people were weak too.
Spell after spell of injury transference was cast, and countless healing-type magic and props were thrown into the battlefield altogether.
The smile on the Smiling Man’s mask remained, yet tears streamed down the mask.
These were tears of happiness.
“Hey, big guy, you’re also a member of the Celestial Organization, right? Don’t just stand there, come and help.”
A member of the Celestial Organization dressed as a nurse was carrying a syringe taller than a person, and pushed against the Smiling Man from behind.
“You’re so in the way.”
“Ah, sorry, sorry.”
The Smiling Man also joined the ranks of saving people.
He was very happy.
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“Leaving the station, leaving the station. This time, we’ve pretty much wrung dry the last useful resources of this station.”
Inside the Kingdom of Fakes, Ye Qiyan dismantled a bank and collected all the gold from it.
Gold was still somewhat useful in the wilderness; at least because its color resembled Train Coins, it was deeply loved by quite a few people.
Even in some cities, there were people who specifically used cheap gold for dyeing, cast a little magic, and went to scam newcomers who couldn’t yet distinguish real Train Coins.
Ye Qiyan clapped his hands.
[Seventh Anchor Point] deployed.
After the mecha soldiers, machines, and Nanobot Swarm scattered across various parts of this world all returned to the Train.
He pressed the button to leave the station.
More than ten days had passed since Wall-E’s return.
Converted to wilderness time, it was precisely one full wilderness day.
The void manifested, tracks spread, and the steam whistle blew.
The Train traversed the void. Outside the window was finally the comforting and familiar wilderness once again.
As far as the eye could see, it was still the endless horizon.
“The wilderness still gives me such a comfortable feeling.”
[Ding-dong]
[Have left the Seventy-Sixth Station]
[Killed [God Number — — B-2 — — Counterfeit Person]]
[Divine Core reward has been sent to the mailbox]
[Prevented the Sublimation of its Path of Divine Order]
[Killed all Apostles]
[Completion of prevention conditions: 100%]
[Obtained reward: Forged Directory]
[Forged Directory]
[Level: 11]
[Can construct a section of a [Forged] life directory, placing it into the mind of [Life] and squeezing out its original life directory.]
“Level Lu Jiayun It can just be subjected to Sublimation. Come to think of it, I didn’t even notice, was this station the seventy-sixth station?
Then the next station is… the seventy-seventh station~”
What a coincidence.
Ye Qiyan smiled slightly.
He extracted the Divine Core from the mail and claimed this Sublimation reward.
This Forged Directory could undergo Sublimation.
But not right now.
Because right now, he had something more important that needed Sublimation.
His Train.
The Anchor of Hyper-Order.
Without waiting, Ye Qiyan went straight into the engine room, accelerated the Train, and began Sublimation.
[Stamina: 2200 → 1000]
[Mental Power: 2200 → 400]
[Ding-dong, Train upgrade complete]
[Congratulations, your current Train level has been upgraded to: Level 39]
[Base Train speed upgraded to: 780 kilometers per hour]
[Chassis, wheels, frame, and Processing Table upgraded simultaneously]
[Number of upgrade options this time: 4]
[Ding!]
[Please note, you are about to upgrade to Level 40. Please be sure to acquire a sufficiently large amount of Train Coins before upgrading the Train to Level 40.]
Ordinary Sublimation.
No anomalies, no powerful obstructions.
The consumption of Stamina and Mental Power was only a few hundred points more than before.
But the more it was like this, the more Ye Qiyan understood.
It wasn’t just the Train System that was holding back something big for him.
The wilderness was too.
At Level 40, he would definitely encounter unprecedented obstruction.
His feeling couldn’t be wrong.
Ye Qiyan clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down.
“Open the upgrade options and let me see what will be there this time.”
After another ten-plus days of recuperation, his number of Train Coins reached 25,981.
This time, would they all be spent?
Three option cards surfaced before his eyes.
Starting from the first one, Ye Qiyan extended his hand to touch it.
[Option One: Super Train Armament · Unlimited Speed Wheels (6,981 Train Coins)]
[After equipping it to the Train, consuming one Train Coin per second allows the Train’s speed to be freely adjusted between one to two times, and enables the Train to achieve instantaneous full acceleration.]
[Ignoring the strength limits of the wheels/frame/chassis, any acceleration ability can be used without restriction.]
“A Train armament dedicated to acceleration, huh? System, are you also preparing for my Level 40?
And this price…”
The Train gave no response.
Ye Qiyan simply clicked on the second option, further confirming his thoughts.
[Option Two: Super Train Armament · Rate Frame (7,000 Train Coins)]
[Equipped on the Train, it can greatly reduce a series of similar negative effects such as Train damage, disintegration, or stalling caused by [overspeeding].]
