Abyss Express

Seventh Brother once said that in the underground world, VIP passengers are the favorites of the station. Even hunters will not trouble VIPs, and are even willing to help VIPs explore and troubleshoot.

They went to the untouched wilderness to deal with all kinds of extreme geographical environments and spiritual disaster monsters.

Jiang Xueming felt very lucky to meet David Victor on this train.

——So he was going to grab this VIP to absorb half an hour of ride experience first, and then half an hour of combat skills, trying to try to suck up this flirt within two hours, after all, there is no suitable place for the unstable space of the train equipment and environment.

It’s like a set of ultra-high pressure environment textbooks prepared by Mr. Victor for the passengers, asking A Xing to take tables, chairs, beds, bathtubs and bookshelves and dismantle them into pieces. This course will not be reproduced in a while.

This made Xueming very disappointed, he still wanted to experience Victor's [Reiatsu].

That's right - the weird oppressive force on Mr. Victor, the magical hypnotic magic, and the superpower that can stir coffee out of thin air without knowing the principle.

The [Inspiration Pressure] created by all these is called [Reiki Pressure] for the time being.

When Bu Liuxing heard this word, the inexplicable blood shouted loudly.

"Moon! Teeth! Heaven."

Before the kid could finish shouting, Xue Ming covered Ah Xing's mouth, and pushed back the enthusiasm.

"I told you last time, it's good for everyone if you watch less cartoons."

"ε=(ο｀*) I couldn't hold back for a while, when I heard the word [inspirational pressure], I felt so fucking cool. Then." Ah Xing responded with a playful smile: "I think the atmosphere is here. "

"Victor, about the issue of compensation." Jiang Xueming leaned on the chair, observed the broken furniture in the room, and calculated the cost in his mind: "After the trip, Bu Meteor and I will confess this matter to the boss, and Help you rebuild a VIP carriage, and we will give you an apology."

"No, you can find substitutes for everything in the studio." Victor leaned against the door frame with a nonchalant expression: "And when I set up this exam question, I should have thought of this kind of result. Punishment commandment—you don’t need to pay anything.”

Bu Meteor was on the sidelines, half-understood, and didn't understand what was going on, so he looked bewildered.

After Jiang Xueming and Victor tried their best, they explained clearly.

"Oh! That's how it is!" A Xing's body language is very rich, with a slow motion of his left hand and right hand like Bailu: "Mr. Victor is a very powerful passenger and a VIP at the station. He also promised to help BOSS train ordinary passengers and help ordinary passengers." Passengers quickly grow up and learn to use the talisman to combat this stress."

He picked up the life talisman on his chest and wiped the golden lock over and over again. He found out how to use the treasure, and he liked this accessory even more.

"I liked Teacher Victor's story very much, and the teacher used hypnotism on me, so I liked it even more. These hallucinations and real emotions are intertwined, which is a very powerful temptation. I have to activate this talisman. Only then can you firmly refuse the temptation!"

Jiang Xueming: "That's the truth."

Victor: "His comprehension is not as weak as I expected, and it seems that he can still communicate."

"It's like the teacher and I fought a real battle!" Bu Meeo clenched his fists, excited: "When I found those stinky mice crawling on the teacher's draft, I was so angry that I went crazy. The grievance of being wronged, the anger of losing a duel, and when these strange rats are furry and dirty and crowded together, they rushed towards me and gnawed my hand. The pain and fear almost overwhelmed me Drowned—but I'm sober!"

"Yes." Jiang Xueming felt very happy: "You successfully awakened the pyroxene, which magnified your other emotions, and allowed you to pass this exam smoothly. The other two hundred students in the bookshelf are not as good as you .”

"Classmate? Classmate!" Bu Liuxing suddenly looked at the fragments on the bookshelf. The logs were originally neatly arranged on the shelves, but now they are scattered all over the place.

There are also quite a few diaries that have been opened, which indeed contain the important tasks of investigating the contents of other people's rides.

—that is.

"Mr. Victor, you didn't lie to me?" Bu Liuxing frowned again, and rummaged through the ground: "These logs are all true! Are you really an armadillo hunter?"

"My job is to write stories and understand stories. No one stipulates that passengers cannot work two jobs. Many passengers have multiple identities." Victor explained casually: "In addition to writing, I am also a translator for BOSS—this man who has no The patient big boss doesn't want to read the nonsense literature you write."

Victor stooped to sort out the scattered logs on the ground, took out another one, pointed to the messy handwriting on the crew’s log, and patiently explained to Ah Xing in detail.

"Look here, these writing styles, as well as the usage of words in different languages ​​and grammars, and the descriptions and metaphors in different contexts. Most of the diaries written by you passengers are unqualified articles in the eyes of the boss——I have to Translate these disorganized words that look like sleepwalking and are as terrifying as the whispers of an ancient god to the BOSS."

"Oh! So you will admit openly that you are an armadillo hunter." Bu Liuxing squatted beside Mr. Victor to help, "Have you not persecuted other passengers? Mr. Victor!"

"Originally, I came to the underground world just to write, and I really want the logs of other passengers." Victor put the book on home base, and packed up these treasures: "After all, this is their most precious thing, risking their lives The driving experience in exchange for danger is the best writing material-but why should I persecute them? Kill them? Hijack them? Or coerce and lure them? Swindle and kidnap? Use such despicable means to seize their Baby? I just want to write the story and don't have the energy to deal with armed employee investigations."

The more Victor talked, Bu Meteor's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"I don't need the panacea in their hands, I just want to take a look at their diary and record this precious knowledge and information——

——It sounds like nonsense, but I have to explain that if there is only one bottle of panacea, it will be gone when it is used up.

——but turn a diary into my story and send it to a newspaper printing factory, and it will become two, three, four, five countless copies. "

Two hundred and thirty-seven passenger journals were stacked neatly against the wall of the carriage.

"When I was fighting with you as a knight, I made it clear to you that if you lose, I will turn these logs into my material and write them in my story."

"As a duelist, you can also look through my collection of books at will, find the secret to victory from other people's travel logs, and from failures one by one. You can also directly refuse my invitation to a duel."

"If you agree, whether you rely on willpower or cheating, during the time I was out of the car, I just made two cups of coffee and couldn't see what happened in the car. How would I know if you have Peeping at my draft——

——But as long as there is a moment in your heart, if you surrender in this high-pressure environment, your log will belong to me. This is my hunting method. "

After listening to these words, Ah Xing held up Mr. Victor's manuscript, his eyes were full of little stars of admiration.

"Teacher, can I read your manuscript now?"

"." Victor was stunned for a moment,

Immediately afterwards, he laughed happily: "Humph. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

The great writer clutched his stomach and was almost out of breath from laughing. While laughing, he told Jiang Xueming.

"Hey! Jiang Xueming! Your friend, he is really interesting! I really look forward to what else he will say!"

Jiang Xueming echoed in a low voice: "Some people seem to be worthless at first, but in fact they can warm people's hearts and get angry when they see them."

"Hahahahaha!" Victor laughed more happily: "You are the same, one of you is as cold as ice, and the other is as hot as flames. I am really curious, very very curious! I want to see your logs, May I?"

Jiang Xueming: "No."

Bu Meteor just wanted to speak.

Jiang Xueming glanced at it.

Bu Meeoxing translated the meaning of Brother Xueming to Victor.

"No, brother Ming said, his butt can't be in the newspaper."

Jiang Xueming whispered to A Xing: "You can always be smart and compassionate in places I don't expect."

Ah Xing scratched his head: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Xueming whistled casually.

"praise you."

"Okay!" Victor seemed to have found the treasure in his life, pointing to the manuscript in Bu Meteor's hand: "You have overcome the inspiration pressure I put on you, just read it!"

"Really?!" Bu Liuxing was eager to try, when his fingers touched the envelope, it was like opening a birthday present.

"Really! I'm very happy!" Viktor was in high spirits, completely different from Cai Cai's calm and indifferent attitude, and began to urge: "Look quickly! Look at it!"

Bu Meteor seemed to have found new fun. He put on a cheap look, raised his orchid fingers, picked up the corner of the envelope with one hand, and covered his mouth to pretend to be surprised: "No way? Mr. Victor! I I’m looking at your draft! No way!~ Who said just now that the draft looks like the author’s”

The voice has not yet fallen——

——Xue Ming tore off the envelope, and pressed the manuscript on Ah Xing's face.

Immediately afterwards he bowed and apologized to Victor.

"Sorry, let you see a joke."

The whole process is very fast.

It was so fast that I didn't even have time to describe how Jiang Xueming stepped on the chair, narrowed the height difference with Ah Xing, and pressed the manuscript paper on Ah Xing's face condescendingly.

Because it is very cumbersome to repeat this process, understanding its sequence greatly affects the impact of the picture.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Victor said as sweetly as if he had eaten honey: "I was really sad when this little guy won this competition and dismissed my draft—but now he is still willing to go It’s such a joy to read the stories I’ve written.”

"Then!" Jiang Xueming stepped forward and led Victor out of the messy VIP car, "The fun is over! I want to talk to you about something serious."

The two walked to the link passage of the carriage and discussed in private.

Jiang Xueming took out the ticket: "Mr. Victor, this is my ticket. Do you know this destination? Have you been to this place?"

Victor picked up the ticket, saw [DD] in English, and immediately replied: "I'm going to this place too, we'll get off at the same place."

Jiang Xueming didn't recover for a moment.

Because his heart suddenly choked up.

This is where the VIPs are going -

——How old are Xueming's passengers? It's the second time a baby gets on the bus!

"Don't worry." Victor explained carefully: "Although we got off at the same station, we went to different places. I'm going deeper—Jiang Xueming, how many times did you get on the bus?"

"the second time."

"That should be an investigation near the family building of the agency."

"Mr. Victor, isn't this your first time here?"

"VIP has the right to choose the destination independently. We can go wherever we want, when to go, and when to come back. It's up to us to decide."

"The office's family building? Tell me about it in detail?"

"Then you have to promise me that you can't go back on your word when you hear these things, and you can't give up this trip halfway. This will cause trouble for the BOSS, and the BOSS will pass the trouble on to me, and I will be very troubled."

Jiang Xueming thought over and over again: "Please, please tell me, I won't cause you any trouble."

"Actually, sometimes, not knowing where you are going or where your destination is is actually a kind of happiness." Victor glanced into the VIP car, still a little scrupulous, he couldn't quite believe the promise of Xue Ming, a strange passenger, After all, Jiang Xueming looked much more mature and complex than Bu Meteor.

Jiang Xueming also followed Teacher Victor's eyes and looked over together——

——Ah Xing was holding a manuscript in the carriage and yelling.

"What is this! This book, these manuscripts"

"Is this real and exciting look and feel the revised story by Mr. Victor?"

"It's not like the gloomy and scary atmosphere seen in the first edition of the newspaper. All the stories happen in the sunshine and the sweet morning mist."

"The severed palm has occasional spatters of flesh at me, like [jelly or sticky cornmeal balls] or [fingers swollen like bratwurst], but it doesn't turn my stomach at all."

"The coherent writing and the proper partition punctuation turn the whole story into clean and tidy rooms. These subtitles are the signs on the door, and people can't help but want to push it away!"

"To use a wonderful metaphor, it's like I've got a nest of ants in my skull, and they've gnawed out my brain—only one thought!"

"Turn to the next page!"

"He is indeed very happy." Jiang Xueming could feel it from Ah Xing's flushed face and excited expression.

"Can you understand?" Victor described, "It's the chef who cooks a big meal. Before the guests lift the lid, they don't know what's inside. This kind of surprise will last until the diners eat all the food. Eat clean, lick the plate clean, waste nothing, and finally lie on the table contented."

"Yes." Jiang Xueming took the liberty to pick up the previous topic: "The unknown menu is as fresh as the unknown destination, but I still want to ask clearly. After all, I am still exercising and can't eat randomly. I don't want to be surprised. , for me it is more likely to be frightened - besides, I can't run around with the ability and authority of VIP like you, Mr. Victor, and I'm only taking the car for the second time, so I'm just a baby. "

"Then let me tell you in detail." Victor took out his pen and bit the barrel, which he likes to do when he is thinking: "The place we are going to is called [Dead Doll] - the translation should be Dead Doll .”

Jiang Xueming immediately took out his diary and started working.

Victor went on to say—

"——My latest novel, I want to write a story about corpses, so I went to the BOSS for help. Is there a special area in the underground world that is between the edge of life and death, or is there a half-dead creature? It Recommended this institution to me."

"What kind of institution was it before? What was it used for?" Jiang Xueming didn't raise his head, and the pencil quickly wrote on the paper, "If it is an institution facility of a station, all stations, trade transfer stations, energy stations and scientific research stations are It has an official name, why is this Death Puppet Agency downgraded and abbreviated now? Could it be that it has had serious spiritual disasters?"

"Your imagination and associative thinking skills are amazing." Victor replied with a smile: "But you have to ask questions one by one, and I have to answer them one by one. My studio is finished, why don't I go to your car?"

Jiang Xueming hurriedly replied, "Sit down and chat slowly."

Victor put away his pen and prepared to leave: "In addition to the news about this destination—"

"——I want to ask you to do two more things." Jiang Xueming spoke very quickly: "The first thing, I want to suck it up. Oh no, I want to ask you some experience and skills in combat and survival."

When Victor heard the pre-verb blurted out and then rephrased, when he heard the word [suck dry], his inspiration came out of nowhere and hit him like a sap.

Then it became normal.

"anything else?"

Xueming pointed to Bu Liuxing who was still screaming in the VIP car.

"Why no more!?"

There were tears in Ash's eyes.

"Margaret is so pitiful. What should I do? How can I save her!"

He held up the manuscript paper and turned the pages repeatedly.

"I really want to know the content of the next issue. I really want to know the follow-up of the story."

Xueming pointed at the bewildered Meteor, and made a sincere request to Victor.

"Please teacher, heal him."