If you become a monster, you will succeed

A strange scene is taking place on the Bell Country Icefield located in the high latitudes.

Looking from a distance, a dark cloud shaped like a Ganoderma lucidum was approaching at an extremely fast speed from a distance.

When we got a few minutes closer, we could see that at the root of the Ganoderma lucidum, there was a trench plowed deeply out of the snowfield. The source of the trench was actually a train.

That train was not a coal-burning train that only appeared in Western movies, and the black clouds shaped like Ganoderma lucidum were not the smoke emitted by the train.

The train wrapped in flames lives up to its name as a "train". Even if the surrounding heavy snow has accumulated to more than three meters high, it can still melt all the snow before it comes into contact.

The evaporated water vapor gathers and accumulates above the train, and then turns into heavy rain and falls. Before it reaches the surface, it turns into hail, and then is sublimated again by the flames outside the train.

Along the way, even though all rail transportation in the land of Bell has been suspended, this train is still galloping on the track in a crazy and barbaric way.

The sky was getting dark, Feng Xue leaned back in his chair, and the singing in the control room was changed to dynamic rock music. He played with his mobile phone and put all the computing power provided by Haotian Mirror into the pattern recognition system to avoid that unbearable situation. Hidden in the ice are hidden mines such as tractors and dump trucks.

"At this speed, I will be able to reach Cosmo Station by tomorrow evening at most. Although this thing may not be the real terminal, as long as I get here, I should be able to get rid of this car."

Feng Xue muttered in his heart, but his ears twitched slightly. Then, the door behind him, which had not been opened since he entered the cab, was suddenly knocked, and at the same time, a slightly familiar voice came. ——

"Train conductor, the main control station issued a death order, requiring us to stop at the next station Jiaeryou, otherwise we will use force to stop."

"Have you recovered enough to make trouble?" Feng Xue looked at the sky outside the window, listened to the familiar voice of the flight attendant, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, but said calmly:

"Ah, yes, yes."

In an instant, the slightly anxious voice disappeared, replaced by the sound of slowly leaving footsteps.

"These flight attendants are also a problem, we have to find something to do for them." Feng Xue thought, temporarily left the driver's seat, took out a lot of parts from his pocket, and made a rail mechanical transmission at the door of the carriage. device.

It does not have any intelligence, its energy comes from the switch, and its only function is to make a roughly spherical object roll at high speed within a distance of no more than five meters.

After completing such a small thing, Feng Xue put the stone pier in. In an instant, the light stone pier rolled along the track at an extremely high speed.

Watching the two springboards reciprocate alternately, Feng Xue activated the [Prop Master] power and gave it sophisticated fantasy-level properties to ensure that the operation would not go wrong. Then he tried to reach out to open the door, but just as his arm was about to cross the stone. At that moment, an uncontrollable instinct made him jump back and avoid this little thing.

"It's done!"

The corner of Feng Xue's mouth raised, and he re-adjusted the driving parameters. After making sure that there would be no problem, he teleported back to his car - yes, just the car, because there was no one in his room, so he could only appear. Behind someone in the car in front.

Feng Xue sent the girl to school for further study with a business card. Feng Xue quickly packed up the remaining three people in the room, and then returned to his room like no one else. While maintaining the mana output of Samadhi True Fire, he waited for the arrival of midnight. .

…

At one o'clock in the night, Feng Xue returned to the room carrying Santa Claus's wrapping cloth, and sat quietly on the bed waiting, but today, her good friend did not show up.

Feng Xue, who always felt that the night show was missing something, didn't force it. After confirming that the few real people who stayed behind on purpose were sleeping soundly, he transformed into Kamen Rider Orca again and activated his oath-keeping appearance.

"brush!"

Suddenly crossing a distance of thousands of kilometers, Feng Xue's figure suddenly flashed, but then, a creepy feeling suddenly surged into his heart.

In front of him were human figures as stiff as wax statues. They had breathing and heartbeats, but they stood there stiffly like sculptures. But at the next moment, hundreds of people in the station almost simultaneously Twisting his head, he aimed his gaze at Feng Xue's eyes, which were wrapped by Kamen Rider Orca's helmet.

"hiss--"

Feng Xue took a breath of air heated by the extrusion drive of all things. The card-shaped admission notices danced between her hands like the god of gambling, and then, under Feng Xue's exquisite control, they flew forcibly into the hands of the corresponding person. .

Although it looks very scary, the physiques of the passengers who are frozen here are just ordinary people. Before they can react, they have already returned to the haunting high school life and started a new life. A round of college entrance examination sprint.

"They are all real people. Those fake passengers are completely gone." Feng Xue tried to sense the coordinates. After confirming that there was no one marked by him at this station, he activated his oath-keeping appearance again and headed to the next mark. point.

In just a few minutes, he found all the passengers who had gotten off the bus and could still be tracked. Not surprisingly, all of them were sent to school hell.

"Interesting, the 'real person' turns into a 'wax figure' after getting off the bus, and the fake one disappears directly?" Feng Xue looked at the chaotic images in the school hell that had begun to be divided into classes according to their appearance. Without any hesitation, she teleported back directly. On the K7 train.

"The cab has not changed, the drone and camera on the roof are operating normally, the coordinates of the real person left behind have not disappeared, and the dummy has not been refreshed. It seems that there are no special changes."

Feng Xue, who was still carrying Lin Jiaxin's identity, took advantage of the flight attendant's off-duty time to check the train again, and then sent the last few real people who had kept the coordinates to school. Then, holding her mobile phone, she simply stayed in the hard sleeper compartment with the largest number of people. The refresh point (referring to the toilet) needs to be guarded all night.

Now, he really doesn't dare to sleep haphazardly. If the car derails while he is resting, he will really miss the mark.

…

At dawn, the flight attendants reappeared in the rest stop, preparing for today's work, but there was a scalp-numbing noise in their ears. Then, memories that they should not have came to mind, and they opened the rest stop. Thousands of passengers are performing a real and fake Monkey King in groups of a dozen.

The conductor's face turned pale for a moment when he saw the scene that seemed to reappear yesterday, but then, all the passengers in the carriage looked over at the same time:

"What's wrong with your car?!"

Completely synchronized questions rushed into their ears one after another, and the flight attendants who lost the ultimate weapon of "check at the next stop" were instantly confused. In the end, it turned into the words of the flight attendant that should not have been uttered -

"What a sin!"