Chapter 96 - 93: I Don’t Want to Kill Today

Chapter 96: Chapter 93: I Don’t Want to Kill Today

The Sea Train.

"It’s over! We can go home!"

"Thank God, thank God! That monster is finally dead."

"Home! I want to go home!"

Everyone was caught up in the excitement of the Sea Coachman’s death.

"When I get back, I’m going to write a novel about this ordeal. It’s sure to be a bestseller!"

"I’m going to start a livestream and talk about the mysterious man with the umbrella. I’ll get a ton of followers for sure!"

"Keep it down! We haven’t even escaped yet, and you’re already planning to cash in on that terrifying guy?"

Some people are just like that. They remember the treats but forget the beatings.

For example, Zhong Shu had saved them despite the danger, yet when he faced his own crisis, they chose to stand by and watch.

They believed that was what a smart person would do—that assessing the situation was the mark of a true hero.

If they got out of here, they could use this experience to become famous bloggers or bestselling authors. It would be a blessing in disguise.

Bai Tasha took no part in their discussion.

She sat in her seat, gazing out the window with a smile on her face.

Having lost her parents at a young age, the world held no appeal for her.

She sometimes thought, ’Maybe I should just die and get it over with. There’s nothing left for me in this world anyway.’

But as she watched her fellow passengers die horribly at the hands of the train attendants, as pitch-black death crept closer, she became afraid.

’Turns out, dying really does take immense courage.’

Her luck was good. On this train bound for the depths of Hell, she had encountered a true ray of light.

Bai Tasha thought sweetly:

’Once I get a signal, the first thing I’ll do is add him on WeChat.’

The lovestruck young woman didn’t notice a pair of complicated eyes watching her from a compartment between cars.

Zhong Shu clenched his fists.

’What the hell is going on?’

Li Xinyuan answered:

"How should I know?

When I first saw her, I knew she was already dead.

It’s strange. She’s clearly dead, yet she’s acting just like a normal person.

She must have forgotten that she’s already dead."

Zhong Shu lowered his head.

"How can I save her?"

Li Xinyuan spread his hands.

"Only *He* can figure something out.

You know who I’m talking about."

Zhong Shu was silent for a long time.

"Alright. I’ll go ask for his help right now."

Li Xinyuan scoffed.

"You think He’s some kind of turtle in a wishing well..."

Realizing his slip of the tongue, Li Xinyuan quickly spat on the ground.

"Do you think He’s an Immortal in a wishing well?

He spent all day fighting. He’s probably not in a good mood.

Be careful, or he might throw you into the sea.

And let me be clear: I can’t beat him, and I won’t fight him for your sake."

Zhong Shu frowned.

"He’s the great benefactor who saved everyone’s lives. When did I ever suggest you should fight him?"

Li Xinyuan pursed his lips.

"What if you let your lust get the better of you?"

Just then, a train attendant passed by their compartment.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the train is about to depart!"

Everyone stared at the attendant, stunned.

’Could it be? Is this train to death going to continue on its path to Hell?’

An invisible hand seemed to seize their hearts and lift them into their throats.

The attendant announced:

"The next stop is this train’s final destination, South Sea Station!"

A cheer immediately erupted through the train car.

’There’s no time.’

Without a second thought, Zhong Shu shot up and started running toward the front of the train.

"Brother Zhong Shu."

A voice stopped him.

Zhong Shu turned to see Bai Tasha looking at him.

"I’m so tired. Can you sit with me for a little while?"

Zhong Shu noticed that the color was starting to drain from Bai Tasha’s face.

His heart clenched.

Li Xinyuan clapped him on the shoulder.

"There’s really not much time left. Don’t waste it on impossible things."

Zhong Shu pressed his lips together and walked over to sit down beside Bai Tasha.

Bai Tasha naturally rested her head on Zhong Shu’s shoulder.

Her warm, gentle scent and the soft touch made Zhong Shu shudder slightly.

...

WHOOOOOOOOO...

The Sea Train set off.

Jiang Chaosheng gripped the helm, steering the Sea Train toward South Sea Station according to the Compass’s directions.

He glanced at Daji.

"What’s wrong with you?"

The fluorescent glow around Daji was growing dimmer.

The last time this had happened was when she was Opening the Spiritual Aperture for that little boy.

Receiving this rare show of concern, Daji offered a gentle smile.

"It’s nothing. I’m just a little tired today."

Jiang Chaosheng looked at Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao was sitting brazenly on the floor, leaning against the door.

His eyes were closed, sensing something.

Jiang Chaosheng had a good idea of what had happened.

’Did this kid manage to Open his Spiritual Aperture before me?’

Not that Jiang Chaosheng was in any hurry to Open his Spiritual Aperture.

Daji had said it was best to master the Spiritual Concentration Divine Art before Opening the Spiritual Aperture.

It was all about laying the groundwork.

A strong foundation for an explosive breakthrough.

Sensing Jiang Chaosheng’s gaze, Yang Xiao quickly stood up.

"Sir, do you have any orders?"

Jiang Chaosheng continued to man the helm.

"It’s nothing."

Yang Xiao thought for a moment, then glanced at the door behind him.

Behind the door were the train attendants and the Cleaner Fish, and beyond them, a group of unlucky passengers.

A cold glint flashed in Yang Xiao’s eyes.

"Should we..."

Before he could finish, Jiang Chaosheng cut him off.

"No need."

Yang Xiao paused.

"But..."

Jiang Chaosheng looked ahead, his tone calm.

"I don’t feel like killing anyone today."

He wasn’t afraid of anyone having seen his face.

The ring on Jiang Chaosheng’s left middle finger was called ’The Forgetter.’

Item 3-52, The Forgetter.

This ring came from a social outcast, a husband who had suffered a great failure in his marriage.

It had no offensive capabilities. Its only power was ’Forgetting.’

No one could remember the wearer’s appearance. Over time, they would even forget their gender. Eventually, no one would remember them at all.

As for whether they would expose the matter of the Sea Train?

That was a problem for the Anomaly Investigation Team to worry about, not him.

Besides, he could use this train full of passengers to observe the methods of the newly arrived Dusk Investigation Team in the South Sea.

Yang Xiao glanced around like a small child searching for answers.

He followed Jiang Chaosheng’s gaze to the surface of the sea.

The sun was about to set. It hung low over the horizon, bathing the entire sea in a golden light.

He looked again at Jiang Chaosheng and Daji.

The reddish-gold sunlight streamed into the car like a pool of honey, making Daji’s eyes look exceptionally sweet.

Yang Xiao scratched his head and chuckled.

"Today really isn’t a good day for more killing."

He slowly backed away and leaned against the door again, like a shadow.

...

「That evening. South Sea Police Department conference room.」

Director Sun Desheng was already at retirement age.

Several consecutive sleepless nights had left him looking even more haggard.

The passengers who had boarded the train at Liancheng Railway Station had simply vanished.

And the train itself? It didn’t even exist!

This was an anomaly event.

Originally, this wasn’t his problem to worry about, but yesterday, news had arrived.

That ancient steam train had now appeared at Dongpu Station in the South Sea.

Now that it was in the South Sea, it was his problem.

Sun Desheng looked at the room full of high-ranking police officials, his gaze finally settling on a bald young man.

"Investigator, perhaps you could offer a suggestion?"

The bald young man’s name was Zhang Xiao’Er.

The name sounded like a stock character, a mere passerby.

But no one dared to underestimate him.

Because he was the personal assistant to Bai Juzhi, the director of the Dusk Investigation Team.

Bai Juzhi was on a plane to the South Sea, which made Zhang Xiao’Er the current highest-ranking commander of the Dusk Investigation Team.

Zhang Xiao’Er, looking as flippant as ever, let out a yawn.

"Don’t ask me. I’m just here to supervise your ’Cleanup Mission.’"

The ’Cleanup Mission’ was actually the *South Sea Key Investment Plan* that had recently been launched.

The main objective was to reinvest in and repurpose the South Sea’s abandoned amusement parks, shopping malls, and unfinished buildings.

The top priority, however, was the construction of the Nationalist Era Charm Street.

No one understood why Bai Juzhi was so fixated on Anxiang Street, insisting on spending a huge amount of capital to build it in such a short time.

Zhang Xiao’Er didn’t know either.

’In any case, I just do whatever the boss says.’

’The boss has never made a wrong move in all these years.’

Sun Desheng said, dissatisfied,

"Bai Juzhi hasn’t even arrived in the South Sea, and he’s already making such big moves. Do you have any idea what the Police Department has had to sacrifice to make this happen?

The Police Department has been very cooperative with your Investigation Team’s work. Can’t the Investigation Team cooperate a little with ours?"

Zhang Xiao’Er shot Sun Desheng a cold look.

"I think you’ve misunderstood.

Whether it’s the Police Department or the Urban Construction Bureau, you aren’t ’cooperating’ with the Investigation Team. You are executing orders.

Haven’t you received the directive from the higher-ups?

Since the establishment of the Dusk Investigation Team, Director Bai Juzhi is the highest administrative officer in the South Sea.

In other words, even if Director Bai Juzhi ordered you to get up in the middle of the night to buy him a cup of coffee, you would have to obey.

Because the Dusk Investigation Team isn’t just investigating a case. We’re preparing for a war. Understand?"

Sun Desheng’s face alternated between pale and livid.

In all his years, who had ever dared to speak to him like that?

But the authority of the Dusk Investigation Team was indeed far beyond his imagination.

Just then, both Sun Desheng’s and Zhang Xiao’Er’s phones rang at the same time.

Sun Desheng answered his phone.

"What is it?"

Zhang Xiao’Er checked his text message.

Sun Desheng’s expression suddenly changed drastically.

"What? You’re saying that train is about to arrive at South Sea Station?

Right, right, I understand.

Notify the Rail Transit Bureau! Immediately block all trains from entering South Sea Station, evacuate all passengers from the station, and all station staff must withdraw as well!"

Sun Desheng looked at the assembled Sheriff captains and ordered in a grim voice:

"Move out to South Sea Station! We’re bringing the passengers home!"

"Wait a minute!"

Zhang Xiao’Er suddenly spoke up.

All the officials from the Police Department frowned.

’What kind of trouble is this obnoxious guy trying to stir up now?’

Zhang Xiao’Er stood up and said,

"I just received an order from Director Bai. No need to trouble the Police Department for this operation. We at the Dusk Investigation Team will run this little errand for you."