Time slowly passed, and about an hour later, the Death Train continued to travel steadily in an unknown realm.
At this moment, the upgraded Carriage 666 was spacious and bright inside. Wang Zhifan had long since lain down on the white sofa to enter dream practice, while another female player wandered to the large window, observing the bizarre, blood-red scene outside.
"When we reach the next station, should I really leave for another carriage? Staying by this player's side seems pretty good too?"
She pondered, considering changing her prior plans.
Based on her current observations, Wang Zhifan was a strong companion who was also easygoing, without obvious violent tendencies, seeming to be a reliable ally.
Suddenly, a broadcast announcement from above interrupted her thoughts.
