"I thought it would be a virus causing the plague, but it turned into a vaccine instead?"
Extracting the mail and looking at the vial in his hand, which emitted a faint platinum luster and was engraved with a milky-white mouse, Ye Qiyan was somewhat surprised.
His initial idea when choosing to turn the Plague Rat God's power into a consumable item was to obtain that god's large-scale plague ability.
But since it's a vaccine, that's fine too. It shifted from killing to saving people. If he could add the ability of the [Demon Card · Salvation] to it...
"Not bad."
Just like the previous Movement Restriction ability, perhaps at some point, in some Station World, this vial of vaccine could play its role.
He stored it in Eve's treatment slot.
The [Sloth]-induced slumber brought by the Order Card finally took effect on him.
Time to rest a bit...
And so, he fell into a deep sleep.
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Outside the Wasteland.
The Void Divine Court.
The Supreme Council.
"I obtained from [the Abyss] a sliver of its authority over the Wasteland. That foolish, arrogant True God was willing to trade with me for just the lives of two lower-tier C-grade Gods."
"Ridiculous."
"Use this authority to steal the power of [the Abyss], to make [the Abyss] fall into the dust."
"Agreed."
"Where is Fate?"
"Its shattered Divine Kingdom is already sealed. Unknown."
"Useless."
"Did the operation targeting the Blasphemer of the Fate Card Sequence succeed or fail?"
"It failed."
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The Wasteland, Zhu Xingshu's train.
She knelt on the Astrological Platform and opened her eyes.
A smile graced her face as the Astrolabe suspended above her head gently swayed.
"My, that old man called Fate really set me up, didn't he? He was just a tiny, tiny bit away from defeating me. Good thing I have you, Astrolabe."
"Sigh, Little Sister Zhao Lin's misfortune is still too terrifying. I need to be more careful next time. It wouldn't be fun if that old man managed to seize an opportunity~"
"Hmm... Speaking of which, tomorrow is the tenth station for this batch of new Train Conductors. After tomorrow... what will happen?"
Zhu Xingshu cheerfully hummed a little tune, pulling up the system interface out of habit to glance at her Friends List.
Her eyes lit up upon discovering that Ye Qiyan's time flow rate had already synchronized with the Wasteland's.
"I knew Brother Ye would definitely pass the trial set by that ridiculously bored deadbeat, the Abyss. Speaking of which, hehe, that plan can be moved up a little... Huh?"
Zhu Xingshu's smile gradually faded, her eyes now filled with stars.
"Hmm... So that's it. Traded two C-grade Gods for a tiny bit of that guy the Abyss's authority? Whatever, it's only that deadbeat who's unlucky. It has nothing to do with us, hmph~"
"Should I go congratulate Brother Ye? Hmm... Forget it, I'll mention it when we meet later. For now..."
Zhu Xingshu lightly licked her lips and clicked on another name in her Friends List.
["Gina, Gina! Help me out! Boohoo, I'm plagued by misfortune again! It's not much, but it's so painful, I might die!"]
["Psycho. If you're going to die, die somewhere far away. Don't bother me."]
["I have news about a Ritual Card!"]
["...... So, when you said last time you didn't know about any more Ritual Cards, you were lying."]
["Uh, well... Tee-hee!"]
["I really want to kill you right now and throw your corpse into a Station World to feed the dogs."]
["No, no, that would hurt~ Anyway, you have to come participate in the next event. That Ritual Card is in someone else's hands. The target is Miranda City."]
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City of a Thousand Stars——
The Homeward-bound Souls Hall.
Lu Jiayun, the City Lord of the City of a Thousand Stars and the original Homeward-bound Soul, looked at his companions before him with a smile.
"It's been a long time since so many of us have gathered."
Besides him and the old City Lord of Suoluo City, Grace, there were projections of six other people in the hall.
"Lu Jiayun, get to the point. Don't waste everyone's time."
A gaunt young man wearing a white lab coat said this.
"Of course. The reason I've gathered everyone this time is to inform you all that the City of a Thousand Stars has reached a cooperation agreement with Abukado. Starting today, Abukado will no longer be a terrorist organization, but a proper organization dedicated to protecting Train Conductors."
The few people looked at each other, especially the gaunt young man who gave Lu Jiayun a strange look that screamed 'Are you insane?', as if saying, 'You called everyone here just for this? You're a bit touched in the head.'
"Not only that. The leader of Abukado has provided us with a tool no less effective than the Order Cards. It can keep the Train Conductors within the cities stable and, to a great extent, weaken the train system. That tool is already being trialed in Miranda City.
Once it succeeds, Abukado can have the Train Conductor among them who has the talent for replicating items copy this tool for every city. At that time, once the system is weakened... the power of that Supreme False God will be found for us..."
"Tch, enough, Lu Jiayun. Are you still dreaming?"
That gaunt young man was the first to stand up, looking at him with extreme displeasure.
"So many years have passed! Wake up! We can't go back! And we don't need to go back! So-called home, so-called past, it's all just fleeting smoke. Even if we go back, what then?
Even if, by a chance of one in several million, we see our parents and loved ones alive, then what? Bring them into this even more dangerous Wasteland?! They are ordinary people. Coming to this world, if they don't become Train Conductors, how long could they survive?
If they become Train Conductors, how can you be sure they can keep moving forward?! Lu Jiayun, this is the Wasteland! You either advance or you regress! You've stopped for too long!"
The gaunt young man's projection vanished, and along with him, four others disappeared.
Within the vast Homeward-bound Souls Hall, only Lu Jiayun, Grace, and a burly northern man with a mocking smile, drinking heavily, remained.
"Hahaha, didn't I tell you, Lu Jiayun? After all these years, everyone has already given up. Especially after Han Qi and Castanien died, everyone's heart for returning home has grown increasingly indifferent.
You called them here using the pretext of how to avenge Han Qi and Castanien, but your method is just to use Abukado, and more than that, it's still for your so-called 'returning home'."
The northern man put down his wine jug.
"Think more about the people around you. Don't always live in the past."
"What about you? Why are you still here?"
Lu Jiayun asked this with his head lowered.
"Me?"
The northern man scratched his head and grinned.
"I just simply want to make this world more chaotic! That's more fun!
Hahahaha, don't worry. You can experiment in my Miranda City as you please. Those from the Emperor's Order, Abukado, even other guilds, organizations, anyone! As long as they dare to come to my city and cause trouble, I'll turn them into pulp!"
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