Actually, the family on the original train had no issues at all. The answers Wen Xishu received were all fake. Then there were the two robbers; they and the conductor were originally classmates and very good friends. But later, in the third year of junior high, they dropped out... In fact, it had nothing to do with the conductor; their lives had long been different. But Jiang Qing could distort memories. She twisted the memories, making the conductor think his fate was bound with his classmates. Coupled with the need for money in many places recently... the three of them planned a train heist. In the barrage, these people, as if shaking off their shackles, began to brutally kill Jiang Qing. In reality, however, these people had not broken free from the binding of memories. All of this was the intent to kill that twisted Jiang Qing, making her face the most horrifying death. Under the influence of the killing intent, Jiang Qing felt those she had once distorted found her with intense hatred and started to kill her. In an instant, Jiang Qing was killed by at least a hundred people, in extremely cruel ways to vent their hatred. She had never felt such death before... soul, consciousness, body, everything seemed to be split into numerous tiny pieces, each piece experiencing death. Absolute killing, endless killing. Even the gods were killing her. The black ball finally turned white. The countless killings were all finally concentrated on Jiang Qing, but she had long been dead. The killing intent gradually dispersed, leaving only a handful of ashes. No one knew what those ashes were, perhaps the dirt under Death God’s feet as he walked through Hell. Or maybe it was just the remains of Jiang Qing after enduring endless slaughter. Wen Xishu sat paralyzed on the ground, looking at the handful of ashes, feeling an internal shock. This is the Ultimate Skill... killing intent with a certain causal nature, actually made me kill a red house. And it was the most brutal and painful killing. If there is a Hell in this world... this excessive killing intent would torment her even there. The Tower Power Value, no wonder it’s so rare, no wonder the Tower Power Value can build the "World Channel." No wonder the Tower Power Value can "read files." "Aries... I need to participate more in those ancient line tasks influenced by Aries and absorb more Tower Power Value." Wen Xishu had climbed the Tower and accumulated a few Tower Power Values because of his excellent performance. But in the mission of the Shoe Lady, it suddenly soared to eighteen points in one go. It seems that the ancient line tasks related to Aries are a great place to obtain Tower Power Value. "It’s a pity, if only I could choose which zodiac-influenced task to participate in before each Tower climb." "You still need to practice Crazy Dice." Wen Xishu amused himself; after killing one of the most terrifying enemies in history, his mood visibly improved. At this moment, the surroundings also began to change. Those who had been turned into toys... started to slowly transform back into humans. Soon, in the orphanage, there were cries of surprise, and crying. The children’s panic was quickly calmed down by a man. "Don’t be afraid, all come back with me, don’t be afraid, it’s all just a magic trick." It was Tang Yi. Tang Yi and Old Tai started taking the children back to the orphanage while contacting the headquarters. Qin Feng came to Wen Xishu’s side. "Want one?" Qin Feng handed over a special cigarette from Cloud City. "I don’t smoke either, but this thing is expensive. Sometimes, after a near-death mission, I would have one." Actually, before Jiang Qing died, a barrage feast erupted... She was killed by countless "kills." Countless barrage messages appeared before she died. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡~𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢~𝙣𝙚𝙩 Wen Xishu reviewed many barrage messages and learned many truths about the train and this place. He quite admired this man named Qin Feng. "For a job, you’d give up your kids and family?" "Some jobs are to please oneself, some serve capitalists. But not me, my job is for the people." Qin Feng was not surprised why this stranger knew his past. "I’m proud of my job and willing to die for it," Qin Feng said. "My name is Wen Xishu. What I’m going to say next... might be very cruel. Do you want to hear it?" Qin Feng put away the cigarette he handed out and lit his own: "Brother, let’s talk about something light. My life is already bitter enough." "I come from the future, do you believe it?" Qin Feng thought to himself, ’Do you think this is a movie?’ But after being turned into a toy and witnessing Wen Xishu’s battle with that long, red haunting shadow... He felt that anything could be unreasonable because all the unreasonable had already started to become reasonable. "How am I in the future?" "I can’t tell you about the future, but I can confirm that in the future, many of the people you protect... many, many of them, will die," Wen Xishu said calmly. Qin Feng took a deep drag on his cigarette: "You saved us, you saved everyone, you appeared like a god, that’s great, but now you’re telling me this, what do you mean? You should know that now, I would believe you if you said aliens were invading Earth." Evidently, Qin Feng’s expression was not right because he believed Wen Xishu. "Not only us in Longxia, but chaos is also everywhere around the world. This is the advent of the apocalypse." "The end times are coming, bizarre phenomena will be everywhere... the vast majority of people in the world will die or turn into monsters."