Chapter 1: The End Times

Year 3934 of the Apocalypse. Those with abilities have all awakened.

But Sang Chu is just an ordinary person with no powers. She was assigned by the base leader, that old pervert Wang Feng, to go out with the first team to clear out zombies.

Her only weapon was a small dagger.

Relying on her agility, she desperately hacked down the zombies in front of her.

At this moment, Sang Chu was like a broken machine, drenched in sweat.

Her legs felt weak as she gasped for breath. Behind her, explosions kept going off one after another.

She was exhausted. A thin, weak man glanced at her with a sinister smile.

Taking advantage of the chaos caused by the explosions, he threw a live grenade at her.

Four, three, two, one...

Boom—

At the moment of the explosion, a cold blade flashed toward her at lightning speed.

After days of exhaustion, and with her nerves frayed, she couldn't react in time.

The blade pierced through her body, and the weightless Sang Chu collapsed onto the pile of zombie corpses she had just cut down.

In her daze, she seemed to hear a familiar voice.

“Don’t blame me. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not keeping your head down. The boss already knew you and Lin Muxue were planning to run. Sometimes you have to swallow your pride if you want to survive.”

Screw you! If it’s so easy, why don’t you send your own family to Wang Feng’s filthy bed!

Sang Chu weakly complained in her mind...

Suddenly,

A soft voice accompanied by the sound of a train whistle rang out—

[Ticket holder identity confirmed...]

[Verifying... Original ticket holder deceased. Reassigning...]

...

Creak—

A heavy iron door opened.

Lin Muxue rubbed her sleepy eyes, her delicate face completely drained of color.

“Sang Sang?”

“Sang Sang, is that you coming back?”

There was no response from outside.

Lin Muxue, still weak, used all her strength to get out of bed.

She opened the door and stumbled into a foul-smelling, cramped room.

Instinctively, she tried to push the man in front of her away with her hands.

But Wang Feng easily grabbed her wrists and pinned her down.

In the dim light, Lin Muxue finally saw who it was. “Wang Feng?”

Her mind gradually cleared. Lin Muxue struggled desperately, trying to push away the man in front of her, who was as immovable as a mountain.

“Let go of me! Bastard! Let go!!!”

Lin Muxue screamed and bit Wang Feng’s hand hard.

Wang Feng grinned lecherously, pinching her chin and rubbing her pale lips with his fingers.

“No rush. There’ll be plenty of use for that little mouth of yours.”

“Mmm! Mmm!”

Lin Muxue, unable to speak from being choked, kept struggling.

But Wang Feng just toyed with her, using his abilities to bind her mouth, neck, and wrists with golden shackles.

Wang Feng’s old, calloused fingers caressed Lin Muxue’s fair skin, looking very satisfied.

“It’s been so long since the apocalypse started, and you’re still so white and pretty. Tell me, why do you keep refusing me? If you hadn’t, your good friend wouldn’t have died.”

Lin Muxue stared at him in disbelief, but with her mouth sealed by his power, she couldn’t speak. She could only glare at him with wide eyes.

Wang Feng smiled even more wickedly.

“If you hadn’t tried to escape with her, she wouldn’t have died. And besides, I haven’t even enjoyed you yet. You’re the only spatial ability user in my base. No way I’d let you go, no matter what.”

Watching Lin Muxue’s eyes fill with tears, Wang Feng smugly wiped them away with his fingers.

“Don’t cry yet. There’ll be plenty of time for that, hahaha...”

“Mmm—”

Lin Muxue’s resistance was nothing to Wang Feng. In fact, he seemed to enjoy her struggle even more, continuing to toy with her emotions.

“Do you know why she went out in your place today?”

“It’s because I didn’t want you to overuse your powers. When you’re exhausted and can’t take it anymore, then it’ll be your turn. And that stash you thought no one knew about? I let you keep it on purpose. I want to break your stubbornness piece by piece, until you become my obedient little flower.”

Lin Muxue glared at Wang Feng with eyes full of fury, as if she wanted to cut him into a thousand pieces.

A gust of wind blew—

She noticed the window was open.

She remembered closing it before she went to sleep. Someone had come in.

Sang Sang was back.

No, it was the train spirit possessing Sang Sang’s body.

Lin Muxue quickly tried to draw Wang Feng’s attention.

“Mmm—”

She tried to curse at Wang Feng, but the golden gag was too tight. Her lips were already cracked and bleeding.

Wang Feng grew even more excited. He impatiently tore off Lin Muxue’s clothes, exposing her fair skin.

His rough hands slid down her collarbone.

The stench of his old, foul body pressed down on her.

At that moment, a cold blade wrapped around his neck. “Release your power.”

When an ability user dies, their powers don’t immediately disappear.

Wang Feng couldn’t even tell who was speaking. The cold blade pressed harder.

“You like this girl? Why not play together?”

The only answer was the blade digging deeper into his neck.

Blood spurted out.

“Okay, okay, don’t kill me. I’ll release her.”

A glint of malice flashed in Wang Feng’s eyes as he quickly released Lin Muxue’s restraints.

Before she could even steady herself, the person behind her gave her a push.

Wang Feng grinned, quickly hardened his neck, yanked off the blade, and conjured a golden blade in his hand to slash behind him.

But the person had already escaped.

“Friend, if you want to play, let’s play together. Don’t hide—”

Bang—

Before he could finish, Lin Muxue, who had hidden herself, shot him in the head.

Wang Feng staggered, his body slowly collapsing.

Bang, bang, bang—

She fired several more shots, not stopping until he was riddled with holes.

“Sang Sang always said I was too dramatic, but I never thought I’d actually need to use this. You old bastard, you wanted to touch me? I killed you!!!”

Watching him fall into a pool of blood, Lin Muxue staggered over and stomped hard on his most vulnerable spot.

“For all the people you’ve hurt, I’ll crush your tool, so you’ll never lift your head again!!!”

The stench of blood filled the air. Watching Wang Feng’s body twitch, Lu Mingli suddenly felt his own lower half go numb and instinctively squeezed his legs together.

Outside, Lu Mingli hurriedly hugged Lin Muxue and whispered in her ear, “It’s over. He’s dead. We can go now.”

“Pah, he got off too easy. He deserved to be cut into a thousand pieces! Mingli, he said Sang Sang is dead. I don’t believe it. I have to find her!”

“If it’s really her, I don’t believe she’d die so easily. Let’s go.”

Lu Mingli used his power to shield Lin Muxue and quickly led her away.

Passing by the room, he saw Wang Feng’s corpse. His eyes turned red, but his breathing gradually calmed.

...

Sang Chu didn’t wake up until ten days later.

At that moment, she was staring blankly at a palm-sized white rabbit sitting on her stomach.

The little rabbit said, “Have you figured it out yet? I’ve explained it to you all night!”

Sang Chu replied, “It’s a bit surreal. So you’re the train spirit of the Time-Space Train. The person you were supposed to take died, so the train couldn’t leave. That’s why you brought me back to the apocalypse. The ticket is valid for one month. After a month, I have to return. During this time, I have to help you find a new passenger, or else I’ll be forced back onto the train when the time’s up?”

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