"The most important decision? Then I must be careful, but I am confused... and you should tell me who you are first?"
Wen Xishu asked frankly.
"I am the conductor, the conductor of the Chosen Train. You can call me Wei Ping’an."
Wei Ping’an actually had a bit of a soldier’s demeanor. He was quite old.
"The Chosen Train... does it have a fixed route?"
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"You figured it out?"
"Since every station has a supply point, you must be very familiar with these stations," Wen Xishu said.
"The world of Obsessions is a very special world, composed of countless people’s obsessions. The train’s obsession comes from a special department of ours."
"Our obsession is so strong that it has created a... special area."
"I am happy that you all have passed the lengthy tests, went through the layers of carriages, and arrived here. Please relax, as Carriage Sixteen is for our own people."
Wen Xishu and others felt like they were in a huge conference hall, lined with two rows of houses on both sides.
Five houses in a row.
After experiencing the maze carriages, Wen Xishu and others were no longer surprised by the sudden increase in the carriage’s size.
The world of Obsessions, where everything is reasonable.
"It looks like you reserved places for ten people. Are they able to come here?"
"Yes, if the candidates for each train are good enough..."
"Then it’s not impossible for the entire group to reach here. But in fact, the scenario of ten people all arriving hasn’t happened yet."
"The best performance we’ve had was five people passing all the carriages’ tests to get here."
Ten people, each time? The train seemed to have screened a lot of people who could pass all the carriages.
Wen Xishu also asked the key question:
"What does arriving here signify?"
The conductor smiled and said:
"Naturally, to accept being chosen and become a god."
This statement shocked everyone.
Yue Yun frowned secretly. A god? Is this old man joking?
Wen Xishu was quite intrigued:
"What do we need to do?"
Logically, stepping out of Carriage Sixteen would bring them back to the Bunker. But this old man said he would make gods in Carriage Sixteen? Wen Xishu was curious about how one becomes a god.
It should be known that although it was difficult to pass through the train carriages, with a nine out of ten mortality rate, in reality, those with some Anti-Magic Value could easily get key hints during the screening.
Wen Xishu didn’t believe that this sort of checkpoint could produce gods, especially since so many people had already passed.
"Everyone, there are four of you in total. Next, please proceed to your respective rooms. How to become a god... varies for each of you,"
Conductor Wei Ping’an said devoutly:
"Before becoming a god, you will first become an Apostle. Once you become an Apostle, you will immediately feel your transformation."
"This is also considered the last test, but don’t worry, just follow your heart."
"Which room should we go to?"
"Rooms 1, 2, 3, and 4. Choose freely. I will be waiting for you inside."
After saying this, Conductor Wei Ping’an disappeared.
But his voice split into four, appearing in Rooms 1, 2, 3, and 4--
"Everyone, please enter your room to understand the details of becoming a god. Here, you will change history."
This intriguing statement made Wen Xishu eager to try. He certainly didn’t believe that becoming a god was that easy.
Nevertheless, the word "god" always made Wen Xishu think of the twelve constellations. He wanted to see it.
Wen Xishu walked into Room One.
Yue Yun, unafraid, quickly walked into Room Two.
Zheng Zai immediately entered Room Three, and Ah Miao followed into Room Four.
At this moment, the doors of all four rooms closed.
At the moment the door closed—
Wen Xishu felt as if he had entered a different space, completely disconnected from the outside world.
"Due to our previous memory reading in the Fear Carriage... please allow me to address you as Mr. Wen Xishu here."
Conductor Wei Ping’an was making tea for Wen Xishu, with quite a bit of Longxia technique.
From his accent, Wen Xishu felt he resembled someone from the Fujian region in his past life.
"There is a special mark on you. I can feel it, Mr. Wen Xishu. You have a strong connection with our plan."
"You are stronger than any Apostle, Mr. Wen Xishu, and coupled with your help in this plan..."
"I sincerely hope you can accept this plan."
Wen Xishu was puzzled:
At this moment, Wei Ping’an recited three names:
"Qin Feng, Tang Yi, Mao Tai. Do you still remember these three?"
Wen Xishu had just experienced it; of course, he remembered.
"Oh, it’s those three. What happened to them?"
"The three of them are fine, they accepted the task and are currently executing it. But I’m sorry, before you become a god... I can’t tell you what task they are performing." Wei Ping’an’s tone was quite sincere.
It made Wen Xishu feel that the other party had no hostility.
Related to the three officers, Wen Xishu could almost be sure that Longyin and the Chosen were a series of tasks.
Seeing it this way... this is a part of a grand task. Should he reject it?
Considering this, Wen Xishu said: