Master of Kaidan-Chapter 590 Transformation

Entering the room, Lin Jiaxin leaned on the lower bunk, staring at the Bread Girl and Mango Girl, who looked as if nothing had happened, with an expression that was slightly blank. Then, just as the train was about to depart, he abruptly stood up.

"What are you freaking out..." Before she could finish her sentence, Bread Girl and Mango Girl flipped their eyes back and lost consciousness. The "Lin Jiaxin" who had packed them neatly in a bag grinned with an incredulous face:

"Holy shit, it actually worked!"

Yes, this "Lin Jiaxin" was actually Feng Xue in disguise.

In fact, Feng Xue was not sure that he would definitely succeed; he had just tried to gather all the means of identification that this train had manifested so far—

Taiyin Transformation Technique to change his appearance to match the outside.

A stub taken from the real Lin Jiaxin to acquire the passenger identity.

Lin Jiaxin’s student ID card, obtained after entering the hellish school, as a recognition at the fantastical level.

Then, he successfully took the place of Lin Jiaxin, who was about to board the train.

His certainty stemmed from the fact that after he boarded the train, he found an additional tag on himself that had been on Lin Jiaxin before—

[Survivor].

However, this tag was not actually the most important thing. What truly surprised Feng Xue was that once he assumed Lin Jiaxin’s identity, he could vaguely sense a very subtle connection.

But even utilizing the computational power of the Haotian Mirror and of Heaven and Hell, he was unable to further confirm this connection. The only certainty was that as long as he remained on this train, that predestined sense of linkage would grow stronger.

"Sure enough, Lin Jiaxin is special! No, it’s more likely that all those ’real people’ on the train are special."

Thinking about the conspicuous discrepancy in the number of "real people" when he went to the hard sleeper and hard seat compartments, Feng Xue realized he might have found the key point.

"The compartment I bought tickets for has a noticeably higher density of real people than the others. This can’t be a coincidence."

Doubts crept into Feng Xue’s mind, and he was not sure if he should continue to "play" Lin Jiaxin.

After all, this world was a Layer Master exam; being an exam, there would surely be something to test, but impersonating someone was clearly not an ability shared by all in Kaidan. His current occupation of this identity may well go against the content of the exam.

"What am I thinking? Who cares what it’s testing. As long as I actually reach the final stop, isn’t that enough?"

Feng Xue suddenly shook his head, dispelling these unnecessary doubts from his mind, then started pondering what to do next.

Although Lin Jiaxin was special, based on the previous experience of erasing his presence and being targeted, this specialty was not about the individual but rather the identity. Moreover, because of this identity, he was more likely to be attacked.

Although that was what he thought, contrary to Feng Xue’s expectations, Bread Girl and Mango Girl did not immediately refresh. It wasn’t just them; even the service staff did not knock on the door. The feeling in this compartment was as if it had been completely forgotten, and by three in the afternoon, there had been no interaction.

"No lunch was delivered. Is it because the real ’passenger’ of this room has disappeared? Just like before when I hid myself and the carriage fell into a hiccup?"

After pondering for a moment, Feng Xue stepped out of the room, only to notice something was amiss.

Today, there were no smokers at the train partitions, no attendants pushing carts back and forth, and even the passengers seemed sickly, giving the impression that everyone in the carriage had come down with a bad case of laziness. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"What’s going on here? Could it be that my bug-in-the-system plan actually worked?" Sensing the still trackable coordinates of the absolution marks, he immediately realized that his nearly childish prank may have unintentionally touched upon the limits of this Kaidan.

"No, I can’t be sure yet. Maybe it’s just because ’I’ am not on the train, so everyone in the train simply stopped acting. Well, it looks like I need to keep stacking up the bugs!"

Determined, Feng Xue moved throughout the carriage as Lin Jiaxin, finding this journey much smoother than before. Most of the rules in the train travel guide seemed to be on hiatus at this moment.

Only a few characters with specific "identities" like Lin Jiaxin’s occasionally exhibited emotions like fear, doubt, and anxiety, but that was all.

"The crew resting area is empty, and so is the bathroom. Even though there are still a few Westerners with the train security, they look nothing like the energetic people they were before."

After touring the entire train, Feng Xue furrowed his brows on the fourth day of his journey. On this train, only the engine room remained unvisited.

"Should I go see the train conductor?"

Feng Xue’s index finger tapped lightly as he suppressed the urge to tempt fate—because aside from the idea of going to the front of the train, he had another game-changing strategy in mind—

The ghost hand.

That ghost hand that could do anything to kill a Streamer.

Feng Xue was now contemplating whether he could use that thing to grasp the faint connection and just flip the table.

But on reflection, since the test was to reach the final station, wouldn’t flipping the table mean the test could never be completed?

Rather than exploring the inner truths of this world’s Kaidan system, Feng Xue preferred to secure his qualification as Layer Master first. Holding onto this thought, he suppressed the urge to take out the ghost hand and instead pulled out the All Things Squeezing Driver.

"Crush~ Flow~ Overflow~"

With the overly dramatic sound effect, Feng Xue, wearing the Masked Rider Orca Armor, jumped out of the window, racing towards the engine room against the chilly wind. Although theoretically there should be train security and attendants, his actions drew no attention.

The ten carriages passed in an instant. Looking down at the diesel engine at the head of the train, Feng Xue used his stealth ability to make a sudden appearance.

"So this is what the engine room looks like? It’s different from the old trains in western movies."

Gazing at the driver’s seat filled with levers, buttons, and gauges, Feng Xue’s focus quickly shifted because there was "no one" in the driver’s seat.

"Did they temporarily disappear like those attendants? Or were they not there from the start?" Feng Xue pondered for a moment, still in his All Things Squeezing Driver transformation, and sat down in the driver’s seat.

The Ace Pilot power unfolded, and he quickly understood how to drive this train. But just as he laid his hands on the controls, a tag suddenly formed on him.

It was not [train conductor] or [driver] that he had imagined, but a slightly out-of-place tag—

[Helmsman].