Master of Kaidan

In the early morning, Feng Xue, who had sent away his good friend who had come up to help dispel the boredom because he couldn’t sleep, activated the self-cleaning program of his Masked Rider Armor and crawled out of bed.

Just as the lights turned on, however, he felt three breaths. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Uh, the roommates have been replenished again?" Feng Xue glanced at the three roommates who were still sleeping in the compartment, didn’t linger, but instead reached out to open the door.

Then, he discovered that the doors of the carriages, which he had all opened last night, were now closed again. Although the curtains were drawn over the glass windows on the doors, with his perception, he could still hear the faint breathing behind them.

"Moreover, moreover, moreover..."

Suddenly, a vibration came from the train. Remembering last night’s notice, Feng Xue understood the train was departing, but he didn’t settle down in his seat. Instead, he took the opportunity, before the attendants began their rounds, to continue doing big things!

Returning to his room, he stuffed three business cards again into the hands of his sleeping roommates. As usual, only Lin Jiaxin went off to school, while the remaining two were packed away in Santa’s large sack using the wrapping cloth.

The sack didn’t seem very large. After all, if you didn’t count the attendants, the total number of fake and "real" people on the whole train wouldn’t exceed five hundred. The catch from Feng Xue’s previous night totaled, at most, two hundred and seventy-three people.

Of those, fifty-two were sent off to study in hell, so the sack, loosely filled at the moment, only contained two hundred and twenty-one lychee-sized packed cloths.

With the experience from the previous day, Feng Xue’s movements today were exceptionally quick. Using his ability to appear and disappear like a ghost, he kept shuttling back and forth between the carriages. In less than twenty minutes, he repacked all the passengers on the train.

By five twenty-five, Feng Xue had returned to his own room. At this point, the only one who could be called a passenger on the train was him alone.

"Moreover, moreover, moreover..."

The train journey became more stable, and though it was still quite dark outside, the train’s lights allowed the splendid rime-sculpted scenery to be visible.

But five minutes later, Feng Xue’s enjoyment of the beautiful scenery was abruptly interrupted because the door was pushed open.

Lin Jiaxin, looking tired, stood at the doorway, with Mango Girl and Bread Girl following behind her in a drowsy state as they entered the room. Only Mango Girl didn’t forget to sarcastically comment:

"What’s with this, why are so many people using the bathroom so early in the morning?"

"Oh?" Feng Xue’s eyes lit up, immediately handing out the three business cards, and then began a new round of sweeping.

Just as Ghost Girl Lin Jiaxin was constantly betrayed and killed by her two pig teammates before being refreshed, the train also had its own refresh mechanism: after people disappeared, one would be refreshed from the bathroom. After a new round of packing, Feng Xue began his journey of camping the resurrection point.

By six fifty, Feng Xue’s previously loose Santa’s sack had now packed nearly three thousand people.

He wasn’t worried about suffocating them, though. Although his space waist bag didn’t have air and theoretically couldn’t contain living things, Santa’s wrapping cloth and the Abnormal Convenient Wrapping Cloth were different.

The latter itself has the function of capturing living creatures, while the former even has a setting to ensure that the contents will not be "damaged." In other words, theoretically speaking, as long as they were inside Santa’s wrapping cloth, it didn’t matter if there was no air or even if they sank to the bottom of the sea at 20,000 meters, this thing would ensure their survival until they gave up thinking.

Seeing that the crew was about to come on duty, Feng Xue immediately stopped her capture activities and took out heaps of wrapping cloth instead.

Therefore, five minutes later, when the crew came on duty, they were horrified to discover that the train, which had a capacity of five hundred people, was forcefully stuffed with more than three thousand people (not to mention the small three thousand, plus those sent to schools for further study).

With more than six times the overloading rate and almost everyone arguing over who was the real Monkey King (or was it a hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers?), it completely crashed the service team, and the increased load started to cause issues with the train’s progress.

Feng Xue, draped in a small quilt and murmuring the Four-character Mantra, hid in the corner of the room, monitoring the train’s exterior situation with her phone.

It must be said, the train’s processing power seemed truly exceptional; even with ten times the population, it was still smooth without a hitch.

Each character was vividly portrayed, but to his surprise, at this moment, all the passengers focused all their energy on their own identities to such an extent that they even forgot to engage in trickery.

Logically speaking, simply by opening a window and letting some "wild animals" in, one could quickly reduce the number of passengers. However, nobody seemed to think of this, not even those who had previously solved Lin Jiaxin’s mango girl and bread girl issues using similar methods; they had completely forgotten about this mechanism.

"If none of you are acting, then I’ll do it."

Feng Xue, who had caused this uproar, would not miss such a good experimental opportunity. With a single cast of No-thought Divine Power, a window instantly raised two inches, and in that instant, a redhead phoenix like a streak of gray light burst into the train, grabbing a passenger and darting out without a word.

But Feng Xue, with her sharpness, noticed that the instant the passenger was snatched away, the passengers with the same identities collapsed with a splat, their dead bodies uncannily resembling that of the one dragged out through the window gap by the bird.

"Oh-ho, identity synchronization, huh?"

Feng Xue’s eyes lit up, and she immediately had an idea. Nonchalantly, she took out a business card and approached Lin Jiaxin, stuffing it into her hand without another word.

...

"Ladies and gentlemen, due to a special incident onboard, we will be making an emergency stop at Bulrast Station. Upon arrival, designated personnel will conduct identity verification for everyone. We apologize for any inconvenience this may cause," the train’s public announcement rang out.

As the announcement sounded within the train, a wave of cursing rose among the crowded carriage, but it was clear there was no room for negotiation. As the train pulled into the station, armed police officers from Bell Country appeared before them, and thousands of passengers disembarked at once, instantly filling the already small station.

Under the persuasion of the police, the passengers formed a long line for identity checks, but only a few noticed that identical-looking passengers were heading towards the K7 train.

As one of the few who noticed this detail, Lin Jiaxin quietly slipped away from the "fakes" who were still arguing over the true Lin Jiaxin and stealthily followed, stepping onto the train before the one who looked just like her.

After she boarded, the doppelganger who was a step behind was dragged away by the train police.

As she anxiously awaited the police to come aboard and apprehend her, suddenly, the train’s internal announcement reached her ears—

"Ladies and gentlemen, the check has now been completed. We deeply apologize for the inconvenience caused, and compensation will be discussed with you subsequently. Please relax and continue with your journey. The train is starting. Please secure your seating, and wait until the train is running smoothly before moving..."