Chapter 75

In the subway train's restroom.

Wuxiaode reappeared.

"Ughhhhh—"

He endured the pain of being killed by the giant, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and felt utterly exhausted.

He had 4 points of soul power left.

He couldn't use it anymore.

What if he ran out of soul power during the next battle?

The Book of the Undead quietly flipped open, revealing lines of icy blue text:

"Congratulations."

"You have obtained the giant's unique secret technique:"

"Mind Reading."

"Ring Continuous Spell."

"Each use consumes 0.5 points of soul power, forming a 1-meter diameter ring around your feet, lasting for five minutes."

"Within five minutes, any being within the ring cannot escape your mind-reading ability."

Damn it!

Wuxiaode couldn't help but want to curse out loud.

Why not give him the "All-Encompassing" ability that could destroy anything?

Or the Crimson Ray would be fine too!

If not, even the ability to attack from a distance would be a good choice.

Why mind reading?

Only 1 meter in diameter—

This ability has no power at all!

Wuxiaode sighed.

As if knowing what he was thinking, the Book of the Undead quickly displayed more lines of icy blue text:

"This is a divine skill."

"Rated as: A rare, non-discriminatory mind-reading technique across all realms."

"Description: Any being with thoughts can be read, and cannot resist."

"The higher your soul power limit, the larger the diameter of the mind-reading ring, and the wider the area it covers."

"The Cyclops Giant's mind-reading ring can cover the entire Death Dungeon."

"Keep it up!"

Wuxiaode shook his head.

He wanted to find the Cyclops Giant again, but he didn't have much soul power left.

He still had to fight.

For safety, there was only one option left.

Clear out the monsters.

Kill enough monsters, return to the real world, and prepare a sufficiently rich meal for the Cyclops Giant in the mirror world to see if he could obtain more giant abilities.

Wuxiaode suddenly opened his eyes, reviewed all the knowledge he had gained, and then pushed open the restroom door and walked out.

The Book of the Undead gently trembled, flipped open, and revealed lines of icy blue text:

"Special Mission: Secrets of the Underground."

"Completed."

"You discovered the cause of the underground scientists' deaths."

"This book has informed the wandering spirits in the underground cave of the relevant answers."

"About to receive mission rewards—"

"Congratulations!"

"You have received a message from the client:"

"Thank you for telling me the cause of the scientists' deaths. My long-held wish is fulfilled, and I will soon leave this world."

"Before we part, I have one thing to tell you:"

"If you can obtain the map of the underground tunnels, go to the end of the t5 passage, where it is marked 'Preparation Room.' There is a ready-to-use stealth mech and plenty of supplies."

"Make it serve you by saying the secret activation phrase:"

"Detected escapee, 92026 model immediately activate, construct combat mode based on me!"

"Good luck."

Wuxiaode was somewhat bewildered.

Lan Jie was developing the 92025 model robot.

—But in this other world, there was a 92026 model mech.

Was this a coincidence?

Or was there some inevitable connection?

No.

Since it involved Lan Jie, he had to check it out.

Wuxiaode silently made his decision.

The team had already obtained the map of the underground tunnels.

All he needed to do now was go to the t5 passage to activate the mech and figure things out!

Wuxiaode opened the restroom door, thinking about the next steps, and returned to the front of the train.

He called the team leader and they walked into the cockpit together.

"Head this way."

Wuxiaode pointed to the map of the underground tunnels in the cockpit.

The t5 passage was clearly marked at the tip of his finger.

"t5 passage? Why?" the team leader asked.

Wuxiaode looked at the team leader and said, "Do you remember when I said I came from an underground shelter last night?"

"Yes," the team leader and others nodded.

"I couldn't tell before, but now I can confirm that the underground shelter is similar in structure to this place," Wuxiaode said.

"We already have the map of the underground tunnels," the marksman shrugged.

"I'm talking about the function—things are generally placed in the t5 passage, and I guess the functional areas of these structurally similar underground tunnels are the same."

"So what's there?" the team leader asked.

"It's the only narrow passage, far from the main route, used for underground ventilation and storage of supplies."

Narrow means no large monsters.

Far from the main route and well-ventilated means there might be a way to leave from somewhere else.

If all the underground shelters were designed this way, it would be good news.

Everyone's spirits lifted.

After finding the lizardman, everyone now trusted his judgment.

"Change the route, let's go!" the team leader ordered.

The marksman immediately operated the train, changing the track at the next junction and heading in the direction Wuxiaode pointed to.

—In the lizardman's memory, that area was filled with many monsters.

But the powerful ones had already been killed.

The weaker monsters were left alone by the lizardman, who was busy dealing with the "escapees."

This was their chance to leave the other world!

Wuxiaode leaned back in his seat, silently thinking about what he needed to do next.

He took out a snack and started eating.

—Soul power consumption was high, and eating and resting were ways to replenish it.

At this moment, the team leader walked over and asked softly,

"About that monster—do you think it has companions?"

"Probably," Wuxiaode said.

"From now on, we need to stay alert. After all, Falcon was ambushed as soon as he left our sight," the team leader said.

Wuxiaode was taken aback.

Right!

According to the lizardman's memory, they had a unique technique to instantly paralyze someone, giving them complete control over life and death.

—They seemed to be specifically designed to deal with humans.

"Wuxiaode, you are a melee class. If there's a sudden firefight, we'll rely on you," the team leader added.

"You're right, we all need to be vigilant," Wuxiaode said seriously.

His gaze swept over everyone.

He wasn't here just now.

Did anything happen?

Thinking of this, Wuxiaode couldn't hold back anymore.

He thought for a moment and activated the mind-reading ability from the Cyclops Giant.

An imperceptible force emanated from him, floating within a 1-meter radius around him.

This distance was a bit short.

So he needed to do something extra to help it work.

Wuxiaode, while munching on a green bean cake, walked over to Xiaobaihong and whispered,

"Want some? I have another piece."

"No, thanks," Xiaobaihong smiled.

Wuxiaode suddenly heard a voice from him,

"This kid not only likes to drink soda but also likes to eat cilantro. He has no taste. I won't eat with him again."

Wuxiaode looked at Xiaobaihong in surprise.

He saw him close his mouth, looking at the dark rock walls outside the train as if nothing had happened.

—So this was the inner voice.

You were clearly insulting me in your mind, yet you act like you're just looking at the scenery!

So hypocritical!

I won't eat with you either!

Wuxiaode calmed himself, remembering his mission, and walked over to Eagle, whispering, "Cheer up, Eagle."

Eagle nodded but didn't speak.

But a voice came from him,

"If only I could find my brother's body... at least bring him back to be buried next to our parents."

First, no one knew he had the mind-reading ability.

Second, their natural thoughts matched their own experiences.

This could be considered as their true selves.

—So Xiaobaihong and Eagle were fine.

Wuxiaode turned and walked out of the carriage, heading to the cockpit.

The marksman was driving the train here.

As soon as Wuxiaode entered, he turned to look at him.

"Is there something?"

"Yes, I don't have any long-range attack abilities. Can you give me a pistol for self-defense?"

"Ha, that's easy."

The marksman casually drew a pistol and placed it on the table.

Wuxiaode walked over, took the gun, and asked curiously, "Is this one good?"

"You'll use it enough," the marksman said.

One meter range!

Wuxiaode quietly leaned in and whispered, "I'm really embarrassed to say, but I don't know how to use a gun. I just want to play with it, so don't give me a good one."

The marksman laughed and said, "No problem, take it and play with it."

A voice came from him,

"I need to find a way to get this kid out of the way. Otherwise, when I kill Zhao Zhibing, he might interfere, which would be troublesome."