The process of cultivating a sword embryo was extremely long, taking at least forty-nine days. Wen Wen couldn't hide in the containment facility the entire time, so he carried his jar and bummed meals and drinks at the association in Baoya City.
Gong Bao Ding not only didn't dislike Wen Wen but also treated him very warmly, perhaps even excessively so.
Finally, last night, Gong Bao Ding revealed his true intentions. He had a troublesome case and wanted Wen Wen to take it on.
Wen Wen had been freeloading and enjoying many benefits from him these past few days, making it difficult to refuse. He could only accept the case, which is how he found himself in this subway station.
For the past half month, there had been many reports daily saying the last train on Subway Line 2 was peculiar. However, no one who emerged from the subway would speak about the nature of this peculiarity.
Some emerged content, as if they had resolved a deep-seated issue. Others, driven mad by fear, were directly admitted to psychiatric hospitals. Some emerged from the subway completely changed, as if they were entirely different people…
Gong Bao Ding had tried to directly halt the last train, but the anomaly would then appear on the second-to-last train. If passengers were prevented from boarding, the consequences would be the same.
Unless Subway Line 2 was shut down entirely, Gong Bao Ding had no way to prevent the anomaly from occurring. Furthermore, even if Line 2 were suspended, there was no guarantee that the anomaly wouldn't appear on Line 1, or even in places completely unrelated to the subway.
He had led a team to investigate personally and had also sent others to scout. However, when he went himself, he encountered nothing and returned from the train unharmed.
On the other hand, another demon hunter who alighted from the train remained in a coma, his spirit seemingly severely damaged.
Therefore, Gong Bao Ding could only choose to entrust Wen Wen with this case. Wen Wen, with his Disaster-tier strength, should possess enough capability to unravel the mystery.
Wen Wen found Gong Bao Ding's account interesting, so he didn't refuse. He also wanted to see what was actually causing trouble on the train.
Legend has it that the last subway train is for the deceased. If the living board the last train, they will be taken to the world of the dead. This is a rather famous urban legend.
However, in reality, the last train in most cities is used for maintenance and safety checks. The proliferation of such terrifying legends can only be attributed to people having too much leisure time.
The train Wen Wen was about to board was the last one carrying passengers, not the final run of the subway's operational day.
Wen Wen was completely unaware of what was about to happen on this train, but the unknown was precisely what made things most interesting for him.
In about three to five minutes, the subway would arrive at the station. Wen Wen walked up to the two nurses and asked in a chilling tone, "Do you know the legends about this last subway train?"
The two nurses were startled by Wen Wen. They huddled closer together, then shot him an annoyed look, not wanting to talk to him.
Wen Wen touched his nose and asked the same question to each of the seven people beside him.
The others regarded Wen Wen as a lunatic. Only the person in the raincoat was willing to answer his question.
He leaned closer to Wen Wen and whispered, "I heard that on this train, you can see people you wish to see but can no longer see. That's why I came."
"People you wish to see but can no longer see... isn't that the deceased..."
However, the deceased belonged to the gray mist layer. Unless they became ghosts due to lingering resentment, they couldn't appear in the real world. How could one see whomever they wished?
Was it an illusion, or something else?
Standing beside the man in the raincoat, Wen Wen held his breath. The man exuded a pungent, fishy odor. He quietly asked, "You can see the people you wish to see... Who told you that?"
The man in the raincoat smiled and said, "I heard it by chance. I can't quite recall who told me. I really want to see her one more time."
"Your bag looks heavy. What's inside?" Wen Wen pointed to his bag.
"Why do you ask?"
The man in the raincoat defensively shifted his bag to the other side and then said to Wen Wen, "These are her favorite things. When I see her, I want to..."
As they spoke, the subway arrived. Wen Wen and the seven others boarded the train one by one.
With only seven people in a carriage, it felt rather empty. Wen Wen sat at the very back. Everyone else kept their distance from him, seemingly intimidated by his earlier inquiries.
After entering the carriage, the seven individuals seemed to transform. They were no longer as hesitant as they were outside.
Two high school boys roughly tied a girl to the central handrail of the subway and then stood by the door, peering into the carriage ahead.
The two female nurses embraced each other, their expressions complex. Something seemed to be wriggling beneath the skin of the woman on the left.
The man in the raincoat took out metal lunch boxes from his backpack, each containing various dishes. He arranged the bowls and chopsticks, as if waiting for someone to dine with him.
As for the man exuding a deathly aura, he flipped his clothes inside out, revealing a bright yellow Taoist robe. He held a peach wood sword in his right hand and a talisman in his left, appearing ready for battle.
Seeing the latter man, Wen Wen momentarily broke character, feeling as if he had stumbled onto the set of a traditional Hong Kong zombie film.
Despite his bizarre appearance, this man was a genuine supernatural being, likely Disaster-tier in strength.
The high school girl who was tied up was also a supernatural being, but she was currently disoriented, seemingly ambushed by the two boys.
The subway traveled smoothly, but Wen Wen keenly noticed that after five minutes of travel, the scenery outside the window had become repetitive.
It seemed this train wouldn't stop until the so-called anomaly occurred.
Wen Wen's carriage was in the center, so whether the anomaly started from the front or the back, he wouldn't be caught completely unprepared.
Suddenly, the two high school students cheered, as if they had seen something delightful.
Wen Wen quickly walked over to the two students and followed their gaze, only to find the carriage ahead had become a vast expanse of white, rendering everything invisible.
Not only was it invisible, but even his spiritual sense couldn't penetrate it.
He tried to open the carriage door but found it locked by a mysterious force. Unless he forcefully broke it down, there was no way to enter.
"Why are you cheering? Do you know what's in that carriage?" Wen Wen asked the two high school students sternly.
The two high school students retreated a few steps, looking at Wen Wen warily.
"Uncle, since you don't understand anything, why did you come here?" the slightly plumper high school student sneered. His name was Zheng Zhimin.
"It will be our turn soon. We hope you won't get scared and wet your pants, uncle..." the slightly thinner high school student chimed in. His name was Han Xiaowei.
Wen Wen's mouth twitched. These brats, calling him uncle.
"Speak politely. I'll educate you on behalf of your parents."
With lightning speed, he flicked two "bouncy flicks" on their foreheads, causing them to writhe on the ground in pain.
When the two stood up, tears in their eyes, their foreheads looked like they were wearing flesh-colored gourds…