Chapter 28
Chapter 28: The Sealed Nun: Shaya
“Sigh…”
A soft sigh.
Barely a hundred meters away from the station, a blonde nun appeared before Ye Qiyan.
Her appearance had no premonition at all, as if she had always existed there.
“The Train is only Rank 3, yet it was able to defeat my puppet. It has been a long time since I was this surprised.”
Creak——
The warning device was triggered.
But before it could fire a bullet, its muzzle was blocked by several black chains.
“A warning guard tower device? You even have this kind of thing? You’re quite lucky.”
Seeing the warning device sealed so easily, the corners of Ye Qiyan’s mouth twitched.
“Big Sister, I have no past grudges nor recent enmity with you; there’s no need to target me like this. Whatever you fancy, just take it, alright?”
“I won’t take your things, rest assured. I am not here to harm you, otherwise you would have been dead long ago.”
The blonde nun walked up to Ye Qiyan and looked him up and down.
“Not running this time?”
“Can’t run.”
Ye Qiyan sat on the ground helplessly. Teleportation, manipulating chains, puppets—this woman was clearly not someone he could deal with right now.
In fact, he still had Trial by Gunfire as his final trump card.
However, she didn’t seem to have any intention of killing him, otherwise there would be no need to just block him and waste so many words. Moreover, Ye Qiyan felt that even if he used Trial by Gunfire, he probably wouldn’t win.
“Knowing that is good. Come back with me. Oh right, my name is Shaya. You can call me Sister Priest too, I don’t mind.”
Shaya grabbed Ye Qiyan’s hand and pulled him up, unreservedly displaying her plump figure.
Beneath the exquisite black and white nun’s habit, that pair of slender, fair legs stepped in small black boots, making clacking sounds on the cobblestone road.
Returning to the church, Shaya brought over that blasphemy card which was only one-third complete.
“For you.”
“For me?”
Ye Qiyan pointed at himself.
“Uh, forget it. You should keep such a precious thing yourself.”
The more she wanted to give it, the less Ye Qiyan wanted it.
This thing called a blasphemy card was clearly not an ordinary prop, otherwise it wouldn’t make her value it enough to hold it with both hands.
Looking at Ye Qiyan’s expression, Shaya let out a chuckle, patted Ye Qiyan’s shoulder, and comforted him:
“Don’t be afraid. Look at me, I am a nun after all. How could a kind nun harm people?”
“Sigh, I…”
Looking at the card forcefully shoved into his hand, Ye Qiyan could only accept it reluctantly; at worst, he could just find an opportunity to throw it away after escaping.
“Don’t think about secretly throwing it away, oh~”
Shaya’s hand grabbed the head of a townsman puppet, and with a snap, that skull—which required a Rank 3 bullet plus Black Light armor-piercing enchantment to penetrate—was forcibly crushed into powder.
Gulp——
Ye Qiyan swallowed hard. Looking at those slender, fair palms, it was hard to imagine she possessed such immense strength.
“Alright Sister Shaya, I definitely won’t throw it away.”
Dropping the head, Shaya turned around, walked to the prayer altar, and picked up the black-covered book.
“Tell me, what is your Talent?”
“…”
“Don’t want to say? Then forget it. I’m not a woman who is all that fond of being curious about other people’s secrets.”
“Hmm… Really not saying? Fine, I won’t ask you anymore.”
This woman was truly weird to the extreme.
However, there was one thing Ye Qiyan could already be certain of.
He would not die here, and Trial by Gunfire probably wouldn’t be of much use either.
The atmosphere was somewhat silent. Looking up, his gaze happened to meet Shaya’s.
Silence…
“Don’t you want to ask me something?”
In the end, it was Shaya who broke this awkward atmosphere.
“Aren’t you curious? Why do I know about the Train Captain, why do I know about Train survival, why do I know about Talents, why do I know…”
“Not curious. Curiosity killed the cat, and I’m not a man who likes being curious about other people’s secrets.”
“You!”
Shaya’s expression became somewhat frantic.
She no longer had the smiling look from just now; she teleported in front of Ye Qiyan and stared at him with dissatisfaction.
“Stare——”
Shaya’s hand crushed another puppet skull.
Ye Qiyan swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Because they were too close, he could smell a faint, elegant floral fragrance emanating from Shaya’s body. He leaned his body backward and hurriedly waved his hands.
“No need, no need, Sister Shaya. Exactly what kind of person are you, what place is this, why are you here, what was that card just now, and what are you going to do by giving it to m—”
“Stop!!”
Seeing Ye Qiyan start talking endlessly the moment he opened his mouth, Shaya reached out and covered his mouth.
“Mmm-mmm!”
“Saying so much, which one do you want me to answer first?”
Ye Qiyan hurriedly shook his head to indicate he didn’t mean to.
Damn it, this woman changes her face faster than turning a page. Clearly she was the one who told him to ask, and he had only said a couple more sentences—was there any need to resort to physical force?
A kind nun? More like a violent woman.
Shaya let out her hand, casually kicked a townsman puppet aside, crossed her legs and sat on the bench, took a deep breath, and once again revealed that holy and kind appearance, smiling as she said:
“Speaking of which, I can be considered your senior. I came to this world twenty years ago and carried out survival on the Train.”
“Twenty years ago?!”
Just as he had guessed before, he was indeed not the first batch of survivors to come to this world.
Then speaking of which, Shaya’s age should…
“Are you thinking about something very impolite?”
“No, how could that be? I was thinking how a woman as beautiful and kind-hearted as you, Sister Shaya, could appear here.”
Hearing this question, Shaya was slightly dazed.
“I was sealed into this world.”
Speaking of this, her gaze fell back onto Ye Qiyan’s face.
“Logically speaking, it’s impossible for anyone to enter this station, because the bastard who sealed me directly erased this station. The higher the rank of the Train, the more impossible it is to find this place, so my former companions couldn’t possibly come to save me.”
“And low-rank Trains are not qualified to enter this station, but you, you actually came in. Why? Is it because of your Talent?”
Ye Qiyan’s gaze slightly evaded.
If he didn’t have the Crossroads of Fate, his destination for this station should have been the Slaughter Station.
And the appearance of the Crossroads of Fate was also because of his Talent.
So Shaya guessed correctly; all of this was indeed because of the Sublimation Talent.
Seeing Ye Qiyan’s expression, the corners of Shaya’s mouth rose a bit more.
“I won’t force you to tell me your secrets, but you shouldn’t casually tell others about the Talent and abilities you possess. After all, there are not many good people in this world. Talents are things only a very few survivors possess, and once possessed, they can absolutely never be changed. But even the trashiest Talent will still make those without Talents feel jealous.”
“Of course, if you want to tell me, that’s fine too. Your older sister won’t leak it out for you.”
“And that card as well, absolutely, positively do not let anyone know you possess a blasphemy card, not even your closest person. Once the matter of you possessing a blasphemy card is known by others, eventually someone will definitely come to claim your life. Even if they can’t kill you, you will end up in the same plight as me.”
Damn it, you still gave me such a dangerous thing.
Ye Qiyan really wanted to say why don’t you take it back then; he had no blessing to enjoy this card.
But meeting Shaya’s gaze, he understood that this was impossible.
