Winnie had possessed the ability to bewitch people's minds since childhood.
She was well aware of this innate talent of hers.
As the empire's princess, all her subordinates had undergone brainwashing and were completely under her control.
She harbored ambitions of becoming the empire's empress, but the current emperor had used those mysterious coins to obtain treasures from some adventurers that could block her brainwashing abilities.
Left with no choice, she opted for a gradual approach, coming to the front lines to defeat the goblin army and accumulate prestige.
When the fortress fell and adventurers were summoned through those magical coins, she had already conceived this plan from the very beginning.
That older adventurer had clearly already fallen under her influence, meaning her power could definitely affect these adventurers.
She just needed to put in a bit more effort.
With this thought in mind.
"Hello, mighty adventurer. Thank you for your assistance. You have done great service for the empire..."
Ye Qiyan stared with dead fish eyes, looking calmly at this rather old and not very attractive princess before him.
[Mental: 72 (Witness Truth and Falsehood)]
[Brainwashing? Mental gap too large, negative effect nullified]
What was this woman trying to do?
Brainwashing?
Not like the previous large-scale inspiration, but targeted brainwashing.
Trying to control him?
She was truly seeking death.
The raven demon beside Ye Qiyan walked over carrying a burlap sack, seeming to sense something as it let out a blood-curdling, terrifying shriek directed at that woman.
"Caw—!"
Thud—
Princess Winnie's eyes rolled back as she collapsed to the ground.
Dead?
Not exactly, but she was in a vegetative state.
"Quite foolish indeed, actually attempting to brainwash me."
His gaze swept around the area.
The soldiers swarmed forward.
"Princess!"
A knight rushed over quickly, looking at the woman foaming at the mouth, convulsing, with her eyes rolled back white, immediately drawing his sword to point at Ye Qiyan.
"What did you do to the princess?"
Explanations were meaningless.
They wouldn't believe him, and even if they did, they would still charge at him.
Ye Qiyan couldn't be bothered to answer and simply returned to the train.
He only left one instruction for the raven demon.
"Don't dirty my car."
"Caw!"
The door closed, completely isolating the sounds from outside.
"So hungry."
He took out a cup of instant noodles bought earlier in the City of a Thousand Stars from the storage car, added an egg and sausage, then poured freshly boiled hot water over them.
While waiting for the noodles to cook, the system identified information about the weapons recovered from the two goblins.
[Goblin Giant Steel Fist (Level 7)]
[Consumes stamina to release giant fist impressions]
[Goblin Legion Commander's Froststeel Greatsword (Level 4)]
[Reduces attack frequency, increases damage per attack]
One Level 7 and one Level 4.
Both goblins were monsters of the same level, yet the weapons they wielded were completely different.
Was this the gap between royal and non-royal lineage?
"These seem pretty useless?"
He wasn't a melee fighter anyway, so these two weapons meant absolutely nothing to Ye Qiyan.
Why play with knives and fists when you have guns?
"Might as well sell them."
To sell them, he needed to go to the black market.
Other places would be relatively more troublesome.
A Level 7 weapon should fetch a good price.
As for whether to sublimate it to Level 8 before selling, that was out of the question.
After all, items related to his ability falling into others' hands could cause some trouble. The reason he used to sell sublimated items was simply because he didn't understand this world well enough back then.
Certain entities could interfere with the system, nearly making his docking time infinite and trapping him permanently.
Who knew if these higher-level items might allow someone to deduce his ability if they fell into the wrong hands?
Therefore, from now on, Ye Qiyan would never sublimate items he decided to sell, even if it meant earning fewer Train Coins.
Taking out the black market invitation card, he opened the black market interface.
After appraising both weapons, the final prices were 40 Train Coins for the steel fist and 15 for the greatsword.
Unlike the previous Deceitplay Sword, these two items didn't sell immediately.
Ye Qiyan wasn't in a hurry though; leaving them listed served as temporary free storage.
After handling this, his noodles were about ready. As he ate, he glanced at the scene outside and casually opened a casual game to pass the time.
But this time-passing lasted the entire afternoon.
"Dammit! Who came up with this Tree Sentinel as a beginner boss?"
Frustrated, he threw down the controller. Outside, night was approaching.
He opened the train window, and a strong smell of rust washed over him.
The raven demon had returned to the area outside the train at some point. Its feathers were shiny black, and its body seemed somewhat larger than before.
Outside was quiet.
Unnaturally quiet.
The raven demon had followed his instructions—not a single drop of blood had touched his train.
Knights, soldiers, goblins...
Not a single enemy of Ye Qiyan remained in this fortress.
"All taken care of?"
"Caw."
The raven demon let out a cry.
"Serves them right."
Ye Qiyan glanced disdainfully at the princess who would never wake up again.
"Couldn't find anything better to do than try to brainwash me? This was clearly self-defense~"
Rustle rustle.
In the silent fortress, every sound stood out with unusual clarity.
The sound of tracks moving across land caught Ye Qiyan's attention.
Amidst the mountain of corpses and sea of blood that resembled a battlefield of carnage.
WALL-E came running happily, holding a small wooden box.
[23:01:44]
The pocket watch showed 11:01 PM.
Ye Qiyan opened the door, took the small wooden box from WALL-E, and gently patted its metal head. Noticing that one of its mechanical arms had fracture marks and its tracks seemed more worn, he frowned.
"Ran into trouble?"
WALL-E nodded and gestured a few times, roughly indicating that some goblins had spotted it and shot an arrow at it.
As the station levels increased, WALL-E's survival in these places became increasingly difficult.
He needed to find a way to make WALL-E stronger.
Maybe try sublimating it again? But would WALL-E still be the same after sublimation? Would its memories be completely overwritten and reset?
After repairing WALL-E using mechanical parts and metal, Ye Qiyan temporarily suppressed this thought.
Instead, he turned his attention to the small wooden box in his hand.
[Level 7 Treasure Chest (Can be opened)]
As expected, a treasure chest.
There was only one thing to do now.
"Level 8 treasure chest, hehe. My stamina and mental energy have recovered quite a bit. Let's try it now."
"Sublimation!"
Stamina and mental energy began to drain.
His first Level 8 treasure chest was about to be produced.
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