Chapter 142: Feeding Medicine to the Train
The strange noises continued inside the broadcast room.
"Hehehe..."
"Hehehehe..."
Under the watchful eyes of thousands of viewers, Shen Yu continued crawling forward through the freezing wind.
One carriage.
Two carriages.
Three carriages.
He moved slowly but steadily.
Eventually, he saw the pointed nose of the train ahead.
Shen Yu lay down slightly behind the front of the train and narrowed his eyes, searching for something.
After a short while, his fingers tapped against a panel on the train’s nose.
Click.
The panel suddenly popped open.
A circular hole was revealed.
It led directly into the train.
Unlike the interior of the previous carriage, there were no fleshy growths inside.
No grease.
Nothing unusual.
Shen Yu stared at the opening for a moment.
Then he decisively pulled the bottle of digestive tablets from his pocket.
Chulu.
Countless small white pills poured through the circular opening.
They scattered throughout the carriage.
Shen Yu remained completely calm as the cold wind swept across the roof.
The live-stream barrage immediately exploded.
Prison Nine Gate: Huh?
"What?"
"What is Shen Yu doing?"
I’ve Heard You’re Very Brave: I don’t understand either.
Private First Class A-Gone: Those pills were given to him by Sandy, right?
"Weren’t they supposed to deal with the pig-like hunger?"
"Why is he throwing all of them away?"
"What does this mean?"
Private First Class A-Gone: Has the kid been blown stupid by the wind?
Shen Yu’s actions instantly confused countless viewers.
But after a short while—
Something strange happened.
The pills scattered throughout the carriage began to slowly dissolve.
They turned into a layer of white powder that settled across the floor.
Then—
The white powder gradually disappeared.
Hic.
A faint sound echoed through the train.
Shen Yu suddenly felt the entire train tremble.
Then—
Hic!
It sounded like an old man’s hiccup.
Wriggle.
Wriggle.
Wriggle.
Through the circular opening, Shen Yu watched carefully.
The walls surrounding the opening began to twitch.
Slowly, they started closing.
The fleshy mouth-like opening gradually sealed itself.
And as soon as it closed, the grease that had been gushing into the carriage stopped.
Without a continuous supply of grease, the accumulated layer inside the carriage slowly began to diminish.
Lower.
Lower.
Lower.
Until the carriage gradually returned to normal.
Shen Yu’s eyes narrowed.
"Done."
"My guess was indeed correct."
"It wasn’t us who were stuffed."
"It was the train."
This section of the train had been feeding on the passengers’ memories for several hours.
It had become full.
And once it was overstuffed—
It began secreting grease.
"If the rear of the carriage is the discharge port..."
"Then the front of the carriage is the mouth that takes in medicine."
Shen Yu lay on the roof of the train.
His expression finally relaxed.
The mystery had been solved.
Thud!
Suddenly, an opening appeared in the ceiling of the carriage directly behind the train’s nose.
A familiar head popped out.
Sandy smiled brightly at Shen Yu.
"Oh, darling."
"Even now, you can still remember my reminders?"
"Daddy feels very comfortable now."
"So I decided to reward you for doing such an excessive job for me."
Sandy leaned against the bed.
Her plump legs were crossed as she tilted her body backward and smiled alluringly at Shen Yu.
Her clothes were already partially undone, revealing the flesh-colored garment underneath.
She looked like an especially tempting treat.
Shen Yu stared at her.
Above Sandy’s head, he noticed the faint indicator of excitement.
He immediately fell silent.
After a moment, he said calmly,
"Wait for me."
"I need to take a shower first."
At the same time, inside the final carriage—
The broken rear door continued spewing grease.
But the accumulated grease was slowly decreasing.
One minute.
Three minutes.
Five minutes.
The carriage gradually emptied.
The fleshy walls inside slowly returned to their original state.
Then—
Buzz!
A golden circle flickered inside the carriage.
Bill and Malin suddenly appeared.
Bill looked around in surprise.
Malin immediately rushed toward the rear door.
She frantically searched for Shen Yu.
"Where is he?"
"Where is he?"
She jumped up and down in panic, almost climbing onto the roof.
"Shen Yu!"
"Shen Yu!"
Bill waved his hand impatiently.
"Stop shouting."
"He was probably washed out of the train by the grease."
"It’s already impressive that someone with such a low-level talent could survive this long."
The moment he finished speaking—
Malin’s expression changed.
"Bill!"
"I’ll kill you!"
"If it weren’t for you—"
"If it weren’t for you, I could have died with Shen Yu!"
"You idiot!"
Whoosh!
Malin pulled out her dagger and charged toward Bill.
Bill was completely dumbfounded.
"What the hell?!"
"Do you want to die together?"
"How obsessed are you with Shen Yu?"
He couldn’t understand it.
Everyone had lost their memories.
And yet Malin still behaved as though Shen Yu’s life mattered more than her own.
"Die for me!"
Clang!
The dagger struck empty air.
Bill had already jumped backward.
He quickly leaped toward the front of the carriage.
"Are you out of your mind?!"
"If it weren’t for me, you’d be dead too!"
"What do you think?"
"I don’t care what you think!"
"Damn!"
The two chased each other through the carriage and disappeared toward the rear.
A moment later—
Another golden light flashed inside the back carriage.
Menloa suddenly appeared.
He was holding several golden-colored heads belonging to Gene Benua.
"Wow!"
"Why is there no grease in the carriage anymore?"
"This is bad!"
Without the grease to cushion his landing, Menloa was thrown forward.
Bang!
He slammed into a seat in the front carriage.
His limbs twisted grotesquely from the impact.
His body became stuck in an unnatural position between the seats.
He couldn’t move.
Menloa stared helplessly toward the entrance.
The seven heads of Gene Benua were flying toward him.
They approached rapidly.
Menloa desperately closed his eyes.
This is really the end.
One minute passed.
Two minutes passed.
Menloa slowly opened one eye.
"Hahaha..."
Gene Benua’s seven heads had stopped at the entrance of the carriage.
They didn’t move.
All seven heads stared intensely at Menloa from outside.
It was as though they were afraid to enter the normal carriage.
Menloa’s eyes widened.
Then a grin slowly appeared on his face.
"Oh?"
"You don’t dare come in?"
"Hey."
"The carriage is normal now."
"You can only stay in the last carriage."
"Hahaha!"
Menloa twisted his body as much as he could in the seat.
"Come on!"
"Come and kill me!"
"Come on!"
He deliberately taunted Gene Benua.
But the seven heads only glared at him.
"Damn it!"
"Damn it!"
"Why?"
"Why has the Falling Arrow effect ended?"
"Why?!"
The live-stream barrage erupted again.
Peppa Pig: Wow!
"Shen Yu did an amazing job!"
"So the medicine was for the train!"
"Why didn’t I think of that?"
Join Yoda: Right! Right!
"The train is alive!"
"It ate so many memories that it became overstuffed."
"So it started secreting grease."
"That’s completely reasonable!"
Private First Class A-Gone: Shen Yu fed it medicine!
"He gave it digestive medicine!"
"Isn’t that right?"
The viewers rapidly pieced together the truth.
"If that’s the case, Shen Yu deliberately climbed to the front of the train."
"He was feeding medicine to the train’s mouth!"
"And the rear..."
"That position..."
"Is it the train’s anus?!"
"Wow!"
"Shen Yu crawled out through the train’s discharge opening!"
"Damn!"
"You’re really a genius!"
"I finally understand!"
"This time, the path to survival wasn’t on the contestants."
"It was on the train itself!"
The atmosphere inside the live-stream room gradually became more relaxed.
The viewers began discussing the discovery excitedly.
The entire survival condition had finally become clear.
The train itself was the key to the level.