Upon learning that the station itself was the biggest boss in the dungeon quest, Bai Shuiji's mindset underwent a subtle change.

She had been reluctant to enter the underground warehouse, but now she'd rather stay here with a terrifying fierce ghost than go back to the station.

If the strength of a specter is proportional to its size, just how powerful is the Station Ghost?

Bai Shuiji didn't dare to imagine.

She lacked the courage to face such a specter!

If Zhao Yi hadn't told her she was indispensable, she might have stubbornly stayed in the underground garage.

After leaving the garage, Zhao Yi handed the cart loaded with diesel to Bai Shuiji and said to her:

"Give me your Ghost Candle."

Bai Shuiji tensed up at his words.

"If I give you the Ghost Candle, what about me?"

Zhao Yi replied:

"This cart carries the scent left by the Warehouse Ghost... That Warehouse Ghost is stronger than the Ghost Security Guard, and the specters currently wandering in the station are highly intelligent; they won't bother you."

"After you pour the diesel into the train, use this cart to block the door. That way, it'll be temporarily safe inside, and you can reinsert the Ghost Candles into their heads. Just leave one with Wen Long for timing; don't let them go to waste!"

Bai Shuiji still hesitated.

She looked at Zhao Yi with a wary gaze.

"You wouldn't... trick me, would you?"

The previous incident where Zhao Yi tricked Wen Long had left a deep impression on her young mind.

She worried she might unknowingly fall into Zhao Yi's trap too.

"How about I take the cart back, and you go to the south waiting hall to find the train conductor's mother who's turned into a slaughtering monster?"

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Hearing this, Bai Shuiji shivered and hurriedly pushed the Ghost Candle into Zhao Yi's hand.

"You go instead!"

"You're skilled and brave; I'm just a weak woman and won't do such dangerous things!"

Zhao Yi rolled his eyes.

As a normal woman, Bai Shuiji had managed to muster the courage to hang out with him for so long without causing trouble, which already made her one of those players with a decent mindset.

After all, they were all newcomers and hadn't dealt with specters much!

This wasn't like a game dungeon where many character stats could be visualized. In the Chaotic Realm, players had no data.

Everyone was a living person.

And if they died, there was almost no way to revive!

The brutality of the world quest was far more severe than that of a dungeon!

Bai Shuiji pushed the cart in the direction Zhao Yi indicated. Although she couldn't see the road clearly, as long as she followed Zhao Yi's instructions, there shouldn't be any problems.

It's funny; many of them thought Zhao Yi had mental issues, yet at such critical moments of life and death, they all chose to trust Zhao Yi.

This seemingly crazy person could give people a great sense of security!

Once Bai Shuiji disappeared into the darkness, Zhao Yi turned and headed toward the south waiting hall.

The path underfoot grew increasingly sticky, as if each step was on a pool of blood.

Zhao Yi knew that as time passed... the station was about to awaken!

He had to make use of every minute and every second.

The waiting hall was larger than expected.

Through the glass door, Zhao Yi saw hundreds of twisted specters of various forms inside!

They were extremely irritable, some starting fights just for a glance in the crowd!

One ghost's head was knocked off, and before it could hit the ground, it was swallowed by another tentacle-covered monster, prompting the ghost to suddenly pull out a chainsaw from its crotch and start slashing around!

It was utter chaos inside!

Zhao Yi quietly sneaked in through the entrance!

He carefully dodged attacks from a few specters, his eyes gradually emitting a red glow amidst the dizzying scene!

Various complex data flooded his vision.

Soon, Zhao Yi found a thick fleshy pillar covered with human heads in a corner.

The train conductor's mother's head was also on that pillar!

Their necks had turned into extendable tentacles, occasionally flying out to ambush other specters, biting down hard in strange places!

"My turn, my turn!"

One head screamed excitedly!

"Get out of the way! Let me!"

"I'm not done playing yet!"

"..."

The dozens of heads on the pillar argued and roared at each other madly, while Zhao Yi carefully hid in an inconspicuous corner.

These specters were inherently vicious, preferring to target the strong, and thus lost interest in Zhao Yi, the inconspicuous weak ghost, barely sparing him a glance.

He waited patiently, finally adjusting to the right position, and looked at the train conductor's mother's head on the pillar, smiling in satisfaction.

Sensing Zhao Yi's provocative gaze, the Old Lady's head showed an excited and fierce expression, suddenly flying toward Zhao Yi!

Zhao Yi had figured out their attack patterns, preemptively dodged, and with a flash of his scalpel, severed its tentacle!

The chaotic damage caused the heads on the pillar to let out a painful wail, and the gluttonous growth from the wound made the pillar feel excruciating pain!

Its wound couldn't heal!

Hundreds of heads suddenly turned, all glaring at Zhao Yi!

Their eyes were venomous, hideous, and fierce!

However, Zhao Yi couldn't care less, grabbing the Old Lady's head and running out!

In an open area, Zhao Yi would find it inconvenient to dodge, but now, with hundreds of fierce specters as his shield, the head pillar found it difficult to attack Zhao Yi!

It panicked, biting wildly, only to be attacked by countless specters in return...

Holding the Old Lady's head, Zhao Yi sprinted to the platform outside, the head in his hand issuing threats of unwillingness.

"I'll kill you!"

"Kill you!"

"Kill you!"

"Pathetic insect, just you wait... ah no, don't!"

"I was wrong! Big brother! Don't do this... no!!!"

Amidst the Old Lady's hysterical screams, Zhao Yi urinated all over her face!

As everyone knows, the yellower the urine, the more lethal it is!

After finishing, he even shivered a bit.

"Still want to kill me?"

Zhao Yi pulled up his pants, smiling as he asked.

The Old Lady's head shook pathetically, her chin still dripping.

"Not anymore."

"Whatever you say goes."