The Eternals Who Travel the Worlds

Seeing that Lu Yan was about to take action as he spoke, Yu Wulin didn't show much surprise.

He just paused for a while and said: "I need to remind you that this is an Eight Realm level copy. I don't know how strong these passengers are."

Generally speaking, in order to reflect the danger of elite screening dungeons, the characters that appear in the dungeon are likely to be able to crush the reincarnators of the Eight Worlds level.

What's more, their abilities and items are currently banned. It's still very difficult to just rely on their physical fitness to get past them.

Lu Yan nodded in understanding, but didn't really take action.

He had observed Yu Wulin's reaction. When he proposed to use violence to solve the problem, the guy did not show any anxiety or strong restraint behavior.

There are two possibilities, either this guy is tired of living and is not afraid of death at all. It doesn't matter whether these passengers will riot.

Or, he was confident and confident that no matter how terrifying these passengers were, they would not be able to threaten his life.

Of these two possibilities, Lu Yan preferred the latter.

However, he didn't pay too much attention to Yu Wulin's situation, and decided to clear this copy first before talking about it.

Lu Yan's hand was still on the head of the passenger in front of him, and he grabbed the passenger's hair and pulled him back to make him look at him.

There were a total of seven passengers in the carriage.

Four men and three women, two of the women and two of the men are elderly.

The other man and woman were relatively young, looking to be in their twenties, and the remaining middle-aged male passenger from the Mediterranean was sitting in the corner in a daze.

All the passengers had dull expressions, and combined with the darkness outside the window, it gave people an extremely weird feeling.

The old man in front of Lu Yan was thin, with hollow eye sockets that were slightly sunken, but the cheekbones on both sides of his cheeks protruded like a skull wrapped in a layer of human skin.

Just looking like this makes people feel scared.

However, Lu Yan didn't mean to be frightened at all. He pulled the old man's hair and asked, "Are you a resentful spirit?"

The old man opened his mouth, as if he had just come back to his senses after being woken up.

Then he replied in a hoarse and slow voice: "No."

"You shouldn't ask that."

Yu Wulin noticed the movement on Lu Yan's side and pointed out: "Whether it is a resentful soul or a good soul, the answer to your question is no, so nothing can be asked. You can ask which of them are resentful souls."

"After asking each passenger once, we can integrate the information and find out the differences in their answers."

Yu Wulin was unusually serious at this moment.

Looking at it this way, this dungeon really does not require combat, but rather focuses on logical thinking abilities.

Probably the only difficulty is that this wronged soul may be telling the truth, and the reincarnator needs to identify it himself.

Lu Yan gave Yu Wulin a look of understanding.

Then the hand holding the hair was pressed on the old man's head again, and the other hand held the old man's chin.

Then the two hands suddenly exerted force, one after the other, and directly twisted the old man's head from his neck.

Bang~

A pool of black blood splashed onto the wall of the carriage, filling the carriage with a fishy smell.

Yu Wulin: "?!"

Lu Yan looked as usual, put the old man's head on the seat next to him, and then turned around and walked towards the next lucky passenger.

Yu Wulin: "..."

Yu Wulin stayed where he was the whole time, watching helplessly as Lu Yan broke off melons one after another in the melon field like a hard-working old farmer.

He felt his teeth were a little sore.

In life, most of the time others suspect that he is mentally ill.

But now, compared with Lu Yan, he felt that maybe he was more like a normal person.

It's really confusing.

In fact, during the divisional competition, he was secretly selecting suitable collaborators.

That's why he specifically contacted Lu Yan. During the process, he felt that Lu Yan was very suitable to be his collaborator. He was strong, not yet an official, and could communicate in a friendly manner.

Who knew this guy would have such a behavior.

He would rather choose a normal person with weaker strength than a collaborator who is not controllable at all.

This is too wild to do.

How on earth does the official reincarnation department dare to invite such a guy to be the principal?

Just when Yu Wulin's thoughts were racing, Lu Yan had already taken off each passenger's head and placed them neatly on the aisle of the carriage like a street stall.

Watching this scene silently, Yu Wulin even felt that Lu Yan himself was even weirder than this copy.

He was asked to distinguish the innocent souls from the good souls among the passengers, but in the end, he turned all these passengers into street stalls. Is it ridiculous?

Lu Yan clapped his hands and stood up.

He looked at Yu Wulin and said, "Is this enough?"

"What will do?"

Yu Wulin's voice sounded as if he had a toothache.

"The mission said that after these innocent souls arrive at the subway station, they will activate some kind of formation, summon a large number of innocent souls to occupy the carriage, and at the same time kill all the creatures in the carriage."

Lu Yan shrugged and added: "If any wronged soul is missed, the formation will be activated. So we should simply deal with all the passengers like this first. They won't resist anyway."

"it's useless."

A hoarse voice sounded.

It was the old man whose head was screwed off by Lu Yan first.

There was only one head left that was still talking, and it looked like something out of a horror movie.

Fortunately, whether it was Lu Yan or Yu Wulin, these two guys were not timid guys, and they did not react too much when encountering such unexpected situations.

The old man with only one head left didn't mind, and continued to say in his feeble tone: "We passengers are neither good souls nor resentful souls. How should I put it? You know parasitic organisms, the kind that live in other places?"

An organism that is inside or on the body and obtains nutrients from its body..."

"If you keep stalling like this, I'll stuff your head into your anus."

Yu Wulin interrupted the old man's ramblings and let out a long sigh.

He always felt that the style of his dungeon this time was strange.

In fact, he had no intention of hiding it.

Although according to common sense, each elite screening copy can only be experienced once by each reincarnation, and rewards cannot be obtained repeatedly.

But Yu Wulin did perform many copies of the Resentment Car, but those times were all rehearsals for him, and he did not enter it in real life.

Cold sweat broke out symbolically on the old man's forehead, and his eyes suddenly became energetic.

"Push it into whose anus?"