The whistle came from the void, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind. The track was covered with a layer of white frost, reflecting the figures of the people next to it.

"The train is here, we are ready to leave." Feng Xingyun turned around and said, putting on his goggles again. He was dressed in a very rustic style. He was wearing a one-piece khaki denim suit and looked like a repairman in the sewer.

The more powerful the Extraordinary is, the more they can feel the influence of beings in the void on the world.

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