Chapter 131: Between Two Women
At the same time, inside the Twilight Express...
After driving Malin away, Shandi returned to the carriage, playfully looking at Shen Yu.
As she walked, she casually removed her high heels, hat, scarf, and tight skirt, leaving them scattered messily along the aisle.
"My baby..."
She looked alluring, almost like a fairy, with daring skin-colored lingerie beneath her clothes. With the sway of her curvaceous hips, her figure moved enticingly beneath the snug fabric.
"Baby, come on."
"I can’t hold back anymore."
"Thud!"
She lunged at Shen Yu again.
Shen Yu caught Shandi in his arms and hesitantly pointed toward the bathroom.
"How about going there?"
"Hmm?"
"No."
Shandi shook her head.
"It has to be here."
"I want my face pressed against the window."
She even imagined herself lying against the window, her cheek squished against the glass as she playfully twisted her body, imagining Shen Yu embracing her from behind.
But the next moment—
Her expression suddenly darkened.
Outside the foggy window, Malin had appeared again.
She was standing in exactly the same posture.
The same expression.
Her face was pressed against the glass, her eyes wide open as she stared inside.
The two women locked eyes.
Silence.
"You."
Shandi’s beautiful features twisted.
"Why are you back again?"
Malin glanced at the well-dressed Shen Yu behind Shandi.
For some inexplicable reason, she suddenly felt relieved.
She raised the transfer card in her hand.
"I’m here to ride the train."
"What?"
Shandi stared at her in disbelief.
She had never expected this woman to return so quickly.
Didn’t she encounter the human-head balloon?
How had she survived?
Tap.
Tap.
Tap.
The crisp sound of footsteps echoed through the carriage.
Malin walked in without the slightest hesitation and sat down beside Shen Yu.
She grabbed his arm and leaned closer.
Her expression remained cold and indifferent.
At that moment, Shen Yu found himself with a beautiful woman on either side.
One woman held his arm.
The other clung to his neck.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Shen Yu sensed the strange pressure in the air and immediately fell silent.
"Hahaha!"
"666!"
"What kind of spell interruption is this?"
"Maniac!"
"Malin, if you want to touch Shen Yu, you have to kill Shandi first!"
"Rule paradox!"
"Whenever Shandi wants to get close to Shen Yu, Malin randomly appears nearby and stares at her!"
The comments exploded.
Everyone marveled at Malin’s bizarre actions.
Meanwhile, the Iron Tower Nation’s live broadcast room had been locked down.
Only verified citizens were allowed to enter.
Inside, the comments were strangely calm.
"There really isn’t a gambler."
"Hahaha."
"A bunch of fools."
"Do they really think Malin is simply lucky?"
"I don’t know whether the tower is leaning, but I am certainly enchanted."
"This was inevitable."
"Everything is inevitable because of Lady Malin."
"She’s the captain of the reserve national team."
"Now I gradually understand."
"Shen Yu’s talent seems to have confused Lady Malin."
"But because she has been confused, Lady Malin won’t leave the station."
"And that is exactly why she escaped the disaster."
"Is this the charm of an SSS-level talent?"
The barrage was filled with information that outsiders couldn’t understand.
In the capital of the Iron Tower Nation, inside the presidential office...
A group of ministers watched the live broadcast enthusiastically.
"Mr. President, you don’t need to worry anymore."
"Lady Malin will definitely pass this challenge."
"That’s right."
"After all, she is Malin."
"She’s truly the treasure of our Iron Tower Nation."
Snap.
Amid their discussion, the president of the Iron Tower Nation picked up a file.
Written clearly across the front were the words:
Malin’s Information
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Personality: Silent, introverted, with self-destructive tendencies.
Talent: Absolute Luck
Talent Level: SSS
The president’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Absolute Luck.
Whatever she did, whatever happened around her, events would always develop toward a favorable outcome.
It could not be actively controlled.
It was a passive effect that remained continuously active.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield...
Things had become chaotic.
At that time, besides Shen Yu, Bill, Menloa, Gene Benua, and several other contestants had all gotten off the train together and walked toward the waiting hall.
However, Malin, possessing Absolute Luck, instinctively felt that following the group would not end well.
So she chose to walk slowly by herself.
She wandered around the mist-covered platform.
As her consciousness gradually faded, she instinctively approached one of the train windows.
That eventually led to the earlier scene where she watched Shen Yu and Shandi getting close inside the carriage.
Back to the moment just before getting off the train.
"Damn it!"
"This stupid leg is such a hassle."
"Come and help me!"
Bill led the way, hopping around like a frog.
As soon as Gene Benua heard Bill’s call, his face immediately darkened.
Nevertheless, he forced a dramatic smile.
"Lord Bill."
"How about I carry you?"
"Hmm?"
"Not bad."
"Besides Cherry Blossom Nation, your country is the most sensible."
"Fine."
"I’ve decided."
"This time, I’ll take you through the instance."
"After that, we can stroll around your country."
"I’ve heard there are some great places there."
Bill smiled wickedly.
Upon hearing this, Gene Benua’s already strained smile became even more uncomfortable.
He lowered himself to the ground like a dog, waiting for Bill to climb onto his back.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
A thick fog swirled around the train station.
Menloa, who was walking at the rear, suddenly stopped.
He looked back with a surprised expression.
"Hey."
"Where are Malin and Shen Yu?"
"Why haven’t they caught up yet?"
But just from that single glance—
Menloa’s mind suddenly became hazy.
His memories were being stripped away.
He stared blankly for a moment.
Then, after his mind cleared, he looked at the two foreigners standing ahead of him.
"Huh?"
"Isn’t this a remote station in Bear Nation?"
"Why..."
"Why are there suddenly two foreigners here?"
"Forget it."
"The sooner I go home, drink something, and warm up, the better."
Shaking his head, Menloa quickly walked past the two men as if he didn’t know them.
"Ah!"
"You damned bastard!"
"Who told you to lie on my back?"
"Do you know how expensive my coat is?"
"I still need to attend the idol training camp!"
"Get lost!"
"You damned bastard!"
At the same time, Gene Benua, carrying Bill, had only walked a dozen meters.
Then—
As soon as they reached the elevator entrance, something suddenly clicked inside Gene Benua’s mind.
He stopped.
His expression changed.
"Wait."
"Wasn’t I having a party at home?"
"How did I end up here?"
He looked down.
"Hey!"
"Where did my thighs go?"
Bill was equally dazed.
Before he could understand what was happening—
Gene Benua suddenly grabbed him.
"Get off!"
With a powerful movement, he executed a shoulder throw.
Bang!
Bill crashed face-first onto the ground.
Dust flew everywhere.
He lay there covered in dirt.
"Fuck!"
"Fuck!"
"Do you know who I am?"
"I’m Bill!"
"The vice captain of the football team!"
"You son of a—"
"I don’t care who you are!"
Gene Benua’s face was furious.
"The back of my body is only for girls!"
"When did you climb onto me?"
"Let me tell you."
"If you provoke me again, I’ll send you straight under the platform."
"You lame bastard!"
Gene Benua dusted off his clothes.
Then he stepped forward and kicked Bill’s injured leg.
"Ah!"
Bill immediately curled up, clutching his leg.
"You don’t have to hit me!"
"Let’s talk nicely!"
"Don’t hit me!"
Anyone capable of becoming a member of a national team naturally had some temper.
Now that everyone had lost their memories, no one recognized anyone else.
Everyone simply thought the others were ordinary people.
And naturally—
Everyone wanted to push their luck.
"All right."
"All right!"
"Why are you fighting?"
"We’re all here to play the bear."
"Let’s be peaceful."
"Let’s have fun."
At the elevator entrance, Menloa pressed the elevator button and surprisingly acted as the peacemaker.
"Damn."
"What bear?"
"Isn’t this the bus to Axis?"
"Huh?"
Gene Benua glared at Menloa.
"What are you talking about?"
He was the first to squeeze into the elevator.
"Haha."
"Korean."
"Are you drunk?"
Menloa shook his head nonchalantly.
Looking at Bill lying helplessly on the ground, he shrugged.
"Hey, friend."
"Why are you a lame man provoking young people?"
"I’ll take you to the station."
"Then you can go to the embassy."
"You..."
Bill gritted his teeth.
"When I get out, I’m going to kill you!"
"Are you kidnappers?"
"Where did you hide my thigh?"
Menloa looked at him strangely.
"Friend, did you drink too much fake wine?"
He pulled the still-struggling Bill toward the elevator.
The three men squeezed inside with completely different expressions.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The elevator doors closed.
Then—
The elevator began descending.
Meanwhile, the barrage had already exploded.