Audric had just finished speaking when he seemed to remember something, glancing nervously at Linda beside him.
Linda, who was reading a book, turned her head to look at him. "You're right, he's a madman who kills without blinking. Hundreds of millions died because of him; nothing could ever wash away his sins."
Grace, holding a peeled apple, looked at them nervously, not knowing what they were talking about.
Just then, the passengers in the carriage all stood up, sticking their heads out the windows.
Immediately after, white smoke began to rise from Linda and Audric's bodies. They hurriedly put on the protective suits they had already prepared.
"Dear passengers, the train has arrived at Hope Island station. Please gather your belongings and line up to exit. Thank you for riding with us."
Walking out of the station beneath the towering Black Tower, West tore the bandages off his body and hurried toward his home, his steps speeding up until he was almost running.
