The insides of the train compartment was like a huge meat grinder, the walls were covered in dark black blood.
Remains could be seen everywhere, leaving no clear place to step on. You could only brace yourself and take a step on those remains.
One could imagine that when the apocalypse happened, this train might have just arrived at its destination, proceeding directly into a tragedy.
Some fresh corpses lay on the aisle, containing both ordinary and mutant zombies.
Ling Mo also found two members of Tomâs team, both of them dying a gruesome death. One of the members was missing half his head.
A member of the team quickly went up to the bodies and started to search them. After searching them he sighed, âThese two men only had twenty bullets left in total. It doesnât look good for Tomâs situation.â
âOriginally, we didnât carry many weapons or ammunition to begin with. It will be very difficult to fight in this type of condition. If we were at the camp, it wouldnât be so bad.â Another member said with worry.
âWe donât even know what number this compartment is....Chen Youdong, in which direction did you sense the spiritual block?â
Xia Zhining flashed her flashlight back and forth and asked.
Chen Youdong rubbed his eyes and replied, âIn the front...I havenât fully recovered my spiritual strength so I canât really tell the exact distance.â
He wasnât like Ling Mo, who had girlfriends that could give him zombie saliva, and could only rely on resting in order to restore his consumed spiritual force.
Xia Zhining nodded, then held her flashlight and took the lead in front.
The ventilation in here wasnât too bad. Although the smell was a bit uncomfortable, it wasnât at a point where it would cause breathing problems.
The group slowly moved inside, other than subtle footsteps and breathing sounds, basically nothing else could be heard.
âWalking in this place puts our nerves to the test!â
The tempered windows were also smashed broken, the dark tunnel was pitch black, giving an impression as if a monster was lurking in the darkness looking at them.
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âBANG!â
They hadnât walked to far when a black shadow suddenly came in from the window and directly rushed at Xia Zhining, who was leading at the front of the party.
She was holding a flashlight, which naturally made her a primary target.
âFUCK!â A member roared and immediately raised his gun and fired, but he missed all his shots.
This mutant zombie jumped up suddenly, and became stuck on the roof, just like a gecko being stuck on the roof of car(TL: Literally describing itâs sticking ability to cling to roofs). It then pounced downwards instantly arriving right on top of Xia Zhiningâs head.
With the support of that team member, Xia Zhining had already prepared herself, and she immediately raised her arm.
The dagger in her hand swiftly crossed the zombieâs neck, and a faint blue flame followed her movements, flashing through the blade.
This zombie immediately fell to the ground, and the neck that had been cut was completely burnt, no blood had leaked out.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Ling Mo remembered the corpses he saw at the International Building. It seems that they did have wounds, itâs just that the wounds were so burnt that he didnât notice them.
If she could make flames appear on the blade of her dagger, she most certainly can attach those flames to her bullets as well.
âWhatâs your captainâs superpower?â Ling Mo went to Lin Tianxiang and asked.
He whispered, âCaptain Xiaâs ability allows her to freely control the temperature of an object. As for the highest temperature she can make an object go, I havenât seen it. She calls this ability âCombustion.â
âIt sounds very cool.â
âItâs even more awesome when used.â
Ling Mo nodded thoughtfully. This was after all the first time he has met someone with this kind of ability.
Recalling all the abilities that he has seen so far, each pyschic had a different ability.
âThis basically means that each psychic has a different ability, and there are no repeated abilities....â Ling Mo silently thought.
âHer ability is very strong in attacking.â Lin Tianxiang continued, âAs for me, my ability is more of a pure sandbag type.â
âAllowing someone able to look yet unable to hit you is also a talent.â Ling Mo laughed and said.
âHearing you say that makes me feel even more miserable....â
As the proceeded further, that feeling of depression got stronger, and soon they saw a door that had been forcibly opened.
A figure lay face-down on the floor. Xia Zhining shook her flashlight, then walked over and turned the figure over.
Unexpectedly, this action made the person let out a painful moan.
âStill Alive!â
The rest of the group immediately walked up to her, but when they saw her situation, their faces became gloomy.
to be continued....