It was almost evening when the train departed. According to the station's timetable, this train will arrive in the Shire at three in the morning and will continue forward after stopping for 5 minutes.

　　 Jenkins went out this time and took out all his belongings, including the golden pounds, materials, and even the bone. His figure is now bloated than normal, and that's because too much stuff has been sewn on his underwear.

　　 "Daddy, don't be okay."

　　 He thought to himself, leaning on the iron sheet on the side of the carriage, without any sleep.

　　 The roar of the steam whistle roared, and the train "ku cymbals" crossed the open field. After so long, this seems to be the first time to leave the range of Nolan City.

　　 Jenkins has seen a steam airship, which is the greatest crystallization of steam power in this era. But that kind of thing has not yet been mass-produced, and its manufacturing involves some weird knowledge.

　　 [Creation and Machinery] It takes many years for the church to build one ship, and there is no guarantee that it will fly. Therefore, even the [knowledge and book] church with rich financial resources can only buy two as strategic resources.

The popularity of 　　 steam trains has been achieved many years ago, which seems to be the same time as the great plague happened thirty years ago. Robert Williams fled to Nolan City on a smuggling boat. This was because the city hall at that time prohibited any foreigners from entering the area in order to protect local citizens.

　　 Thinking endlessly about the relationship between the emergence of steam power and the further strengthening of the barriers of the middle class, the red and blue double moons have risen to the top.

　　 The sudden heart palpitations rushed to my heart, took my walking stick and looked up and down, and then put my head out of the very narrow window of the car.

　　 I saw that a one-meter-high crack appeared in front of the train against the rail, and there was endless white light in the crack.

　　 "Goddess, are you kidding me?"

　　 He yelled in disregard of the image, but had no time to throw the cat in his arms from the window, and then immediately lay on the dirty ground.

　　 In the roar of the whistle, the black train drove straight into the entrance of the treacherous world. Because of the height of the entrance, only half of the carriages successfully entered. The remaining half, together with hundreds of dead heads, have been scattered in the moonlight for thousands of years.

　　 rotates in the endless white light, time and space have no meaning.

　　 once again touched the solid ground, and thanked the Creator in my heart for allowing the human beings in this world to live on the ground.

　　 is still on the train, but the style of the carriage has changed dramatically. This is no longer a poor car with no seats and only black iron exhaust pipes to help them. Instead, rows of vermilion wooden benches are neatly arranged on both sides of the car.

　　 The holy emblem of the Vanished Traveler painted on the top of the carriage for peace has also disappeared, replaced by another strange circular pattern.

　　PS: The book friend group is reopened, and the group number is in the profile.

Chapter 120 Chapter 116 Train

　　 The car windows were closed tightly, and there was an endless night outside the dusty glass windows. The car seems to be flying in the sky, and you can vaguely see the buildings hurriedly passing by below the night.

　　 Two men and two women, four strangers lying next to Jenkins, no one else.

　　 They are all gifters.

　　 Five people opened their eyes almost at the same time. The middle-aged gentleman with a mustache on his mouth squinted and looked around. The lady in the burgundy dress straightened her hat and let the black veil hang down.

　　 The other two seem to know each other.

　　 "It really is you! You are also in this car!"

　　 The woman exclaimed, ignoring the presence of other people, she drew her pistol and squeezed the trigger.

　　嘭!

　　 The impact of the brass bullet/bullet caused the short man who had just sat up to fall down again. He drew out the long sword from his cane and slashed it fiercely in the moonlight glow.

　　 It was the sound of the trigger being pulled again, but the bullet in the woman's hand hit the lady in the burgundy dress, and the rapier stabbed the gentleman with the beard.

　　 The woman in the long skirt seemed to have nothing, and when she stroked it gently in the air, the woman immediately covered her head madly and screamed. The middle-aged gentleman grabbed the blade of the rapier with his hands wearing white silk gloves. Jenkins noticed that he was pushing, but the sword did not break.

　　 The man with the sword couldn't do anything about it, so he drew out the long sword and slashed at Jenkins.

　　 The rapier collided with the cane and made a hum of metal impact. The light in front of the man's eyes brightened, but Jenkins's pistol blasted his head with a bang.

　　 "I really know how to act."

　　 Jenkins sighed. Just now I thought this man and woman were enemies.

　　 He did not put down the pistol, but looked at the woman in the burgundy dress. The woman smiled gracefully, bent down, and twisted the head of the screaming woman on the ground.

　　 "A very standard Chessland Kingdom military fighting technique."

　　 the gentleman commented.

　　 "Of course, I am a spy for the Kingdom of Chessland."

　　 The woman let go of the corpse and sat on the bench beside her, saying something amazing.

　　 "Three people are lucky to go out alive. What am I afraid of?"

　　 she said with a smile.

　　 squeak~

　　 The iron door at the front of this carriage was pushed open. Behind the door is a young man in a dark green uniform. The background behind him is the same as outside the window, with only endless black.

　　 "Welcome to take this train, I am the conductor of this time, and I will serve you sincerely."

　　 He ignored the corpses of a man and a woman, and calmly bent down and bowed to the three of them.

　　 "This little brother, how can we leave?"

　　 the woman asked relaxedly.

　　 "Guests, you can leave at any time, but only when the train arrives at the station."

　　 After speaking, he took out a flip-flopping booklet clamped with iron clips from the air, flipped it a few times, and pointed it at a certain position with a pencil.

　　 "The next stop, Bone Forest, the train will arrive in 12 minutes, please prepare in advance if you are going to get off the train."

　　 "Bone Forest?"

　　 The gentleman laughed, showing his white teeth. This is not a ridiculous tone, more like a performance like that.

　　 "Do you know something?"

　　 asked the woman in a wine-red dress, and she also heard the meaning of the laughter.

　　 "That's right, it seems that the eccentricity is easier for me this time. This train arrives in real places, some, um, very strange worlds."

　　 He blinked at Jenkins and the woman, pretending to be mysterious.

　　 "The world?"

　　 Jenkins caught the last word.

　　 "Yes, world."

The man nodded affirmatively, reached out his hand and touched his beard, "Besides our world, there are other worlds that are not suitable for ordinary people to survive...Oh, I can only say this, otherwise I Head."

　　 He pointed to his head with his gloved fingers, and then gestured outward.

　　 "It's like a watermelon."

　　 After finishing his bow tie, the gentleman with mustache asked the conductor:

　　 "Excuse me, will this train stop at [Eternal Calamity Sea]?"

"Ok."

　　 The conductor replied respectfully. Jenkins noticed that the man was standing very steadily. He hadn't moved his hind legs since he stepped into the car, as if he had been stuck to the ground.

　　 "After passing through [Magma Hell], the train will stop at [Eternal Calamity Sea] for 3 minutes, and it will arrive at the station in about 1 hour and 23 minutes."

"that's great."

　　 "Magma hell, this place seems to be mentioned in the professor's story."

　　 Jenkins narrowed his eyes and fell into thought.

　　 The gentleman took off his hat to express his gratitude, and then shrugged to Jenkins and the woman: "I can go back to our world from there. Good luck to both of you."

　　 "Wait, I can come out..."

　　 The woman said immediately, but she was interrupted.

　　 "I'm sorry, if you are willing to change your beliefs, I can help you too."

　　 The woman stopped talking immediately.

　　 "When will this car stop in our world?"

　　 Jenkins asked the conductor cautiously.

　　 "I'm sorry, guest, this car is a one-way car. If you miss it, you can't go back."

　　 "Where is the terminal?"

　　 "The end."

　　 The three living people looked at each other.

　　 The unwilling woman asked the conductor many more questions, but the conductor would not answer any questions unless it involved a specific site name.

　　 More importantly, the three people, including the man, do not know any site names other than "Our World", "Bone Forest", "Eternal Calamity Sea" and "Magma Hell".

　　 One hour and twenty-three minutes later, the door on the side of the carriage opened slowly, like the previous two times, revealing the endless white light afterwards.

"good luck."

　　 The gentleman took off his hat and nodded to Jenkins and the woman, "There will be no mortal situation in the treacherous world. I hope I can meet the two in our world. Goodbye, Miss spy, goodbye, Mr. Cat."

After 　　 finished, he strode into the white light.

　　 Neither Jenkins nor the woman had the guts to follow.

　　 "Do you still have a way?"

　　 The woman didn't speak until the door was closed again.

　　 "Well, are you confident that you can beat him?"

　　 Jenkins pointed to the conductor.

　　 "Am I like a fool?"

　　 The woman lifted her veil, and replied in an angry manner, Jenkins could only shook her head.

　　 He really has nothing to do. Since getting in the car, he has tried all his abilities, and the real eye has been opened to look for possible abnormalities.

　　 But there is no abnormality, all the places that can be seen are brightly colored, and Jenkins almost blinked blindly.

　　 "What do you think of praying for God's gaze in such a place?"

　　 Jenkins suggested, the woman's voice and the conductor's answering voice sounded at the same time.

Chapter 121 Chapter 117 Sin

　　 "A treacherous realm is a place that gods can't even look at." / "Excuse me, which great being are you related to?"

　　 The two looked at the conductor at the same time, he was still calm, as if he hadn't spoken just now.

　　 "I am a believer in the inheritance of sages."

　　 "Sorry, although this one is great, he is not qualified to let me change the direction of the train."

　　 Jenkins was stunned, saying this is to imply that certain gods may be qualified.

　　 "I am a believer in the Moon of No Light."

　　 Women are also trying.

　　 "Sorry, although this one is equally great, he is still not qualified to let me change the direction of the train."

　　 The same answer.

　　 "So, who can make you change the direction of the train?"

　　 The woman asked again, but she didn't get any answer.

　　 She was a little depressed, took off her hat and veil, revealing a delicate face.

　　 "Boy, do you have any backing?"

　　 "Do I count it myself."

　　"Not counting."/"Not counting."

　　 was another sound almost at the same time. The woman looked at the conductor in surprise, and then at Jenkins. Jenkins smiled shyly.