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Chapter 231: Chapter 231 “Fate Propeller” The Special _1 of Extraordinary Ones Chapter 231: Chapter 231 “Fate Propeller” The Special _1 of Extraordinary Ones “What the hell is it now?”

With his revolver in his right hand and a golden card in the left, Colin immediately looked behind him but didn’t sense any danger. The one who had cried out in alarm was an official Transcendent—

Hu Zheng.

Colin was fairly familiar with him; after all, without this guy forcefully covering for him along the way, he’d probably have been exposed by now.

However, while the first two times were fine, with increasing instances, let alone others, even Colin himself noticed that this guy seemed to have a certain… well, an unkind feeling.

At this moment, sitting in the middle of the first row in the first carriage, Hu Zheng had his eyes closed and kept exclaiming in shock, as if he had gone mad, while his companion beside him also looked at him with a puzzled face.

Clearly, everyone did not understand what was wrong with him, what had gotten into him…

Colin frowned, ready to take the man down and control the situation before anything else.

But just then, Hu Zheng, who followed the path of the “Fate Propeller,” suddenly opened his eyes and revealed a wild laugh:

“Hahaha, I did it, hahaha, I finally made it!”

What was he raving about now?

Colin could feel that there were some subtle changes in the other person, and he felt a bit hesitant to approach, fearing that the madness might be contagious.

To be honest, he really wanted to directly use “Time Stasis” to capture him right then, but he was worried about affecting the train and possibly causing some other complications…

“The people nearby don’t show any abnormalities, so the contagion may not be significant. Maybe I can first send in a ‘Money Slave’ to test…”

“Wait a minute!”

Qin Chuan, who was sitting by the window, saw Colin’s unpleasant expression and hurriedly stopped him.

“What’s going on with him?”

Colin spoke with a solemn expression, and upon hearing him, Qin Chuan was about to explain. However, Hu Zheng, bursting with excitement, spoke first: “I’ve been promoted, hahaha, I’ve been promoted to level 4! I finally have some control over my abilities…

“Everything in the future lies within my eyes…”

“Promoted?” Colin was puzzled, looking at Hu Zheng’s flushed face, which seemed insane.

Qin Chuan hurriedly explained, “Indeed, he must have been promoted. When ‘Fate Propellers’ get promoted, they sometimes can’t control their emotions, but he’ll be fine after a while…”

Once he had finished speaking, Hu Zheng, who had been laughing and dancing crazily, composed himself: “I apologize, I just couldn’t control myself, but it’s true, just as Qin Squad said, I’ve been promoted…

“I skipped two levels… from level 2 to level 4.”

Although the smile on his lips faded, it was clear that he was in a good mood—of course, he would be even better off if Colin retracted the bone spur that seemed ready to poke him.

“What happened?” Colin asked straightforwardly, and soon learned the reason from Hu Zheng.

The “Fate Propeller” path is among the more special ones in the three official paths; after infusing themselves with the essence of “Fate Propelling,” whether or not they get promoted is solely dependent on how much their teammates help them.

After completing certain events, they would accumulate some experience, more or less, and when it built up sufficiently, they would be promoted automatically.

During this process, they do not need to absorb anything…

After this event concluded, Hu Zheng, like a low-level player completing a high-level quest, instantly leveled up twice.

‘Grabbing onto a strong leg and then just soaring to the sky? After one event, you don’t need to do anything, just loaf around, slack off and shout 666, and you can level up just like that, how comfortable…’ Colin mumbled to himself.

As a level 4 “Fate Propeller” Transcendent, he gained two abilities – one is accumulating “Luck”, allowing him to be slightly unlucky on average, and then unleashing it at critical moments.

The other is the ability to observe the future of certain things for a short period, basically no longer needing to rely on the “Book of Fate: Fragment”…

“Hahaha, lucky I chose ‘Fate Propelling’, otherwise I imagine there wouldn’t be a peep right now…”

Hu Zheng, unable to conceal his smiles, said.

At this moment, seizing the opportunity, he seemed to think of something, looking directly at Colin with deep brown eyes that seemed to contain some indescribable mysterious entity, wanting to observe and understand what Colin’s situation truly was…

“Let me see…”

Just as this thought crossed his mind, Hu Zheng suddenly felt a jolt, as if he had lost some memory like someone forgetful.

He blinked his eyes, pondering with a mind that felt just as forgetful.

However, he didn’t dwell on it too much, assuming it was just an illusion. Hu Zheng’s gaze then moved away from Colin…

Meanwhile, in an undetectable dark corner of the train, it seemed something let out a faint sigh of relief.

“Since there’s nothing wrong, let’s get some proper rest now. If everything goes smoothly, we might run into some troublesome entity in a few hours…”

After reminding everyone, Colin checked the carriage again. Confirming that he couldn’t detect anything amiss with his abilities, his gaze then shifted towards the train’s end as if trying to peer through it to “The Seventh Box Garden World.”

He had no idea how the battle was going on there, whether they could evacuate the battlefield smoothly after the train left, or whether the containment subjects that hadn’t boarded the train would seek revenge on the remaining humans at the refuge…

“Sigh, take care. If I have the capability in the future, I’ll come back to check on you,” Colin prayed silently, withdrawing his gaze and returning to his seat at the front of the train.

Right leg crossed over the left, Colin propped up his legs in a casual pose and, leaning against the chair back, he stared ahead—

Just like the scenes outside the other train windows, the windshield at the front of the train also revealed an everlasting grey fog.

“Come to think of it, the Descent Protocol also brings about this kind of fog. Does that mean the train has a protocol, and their principles are of the same kind?” Colin idly shook his leg while thoughtfully pondering this question.

Unfortunately, his understanding of such high-end matters was very limited, and he couldn’t link much together…

‘According to the previous will, it will probably take the train about a dozen more hours to connect with the real “Mist Train.”‘

Colin took a deep breath, listening to the rhythmic “clang” sounds by his ear, and allowed his brain a little emptiness. He half-closed his eyes and settled into a dozing rest to recuperate.

He was well aware that the real “Mist Train” posed several issues, not to mention the strange phenomena when anomaly points opened their doors, but also that there were bizarre entities on board.

So, he decided to rest while he had the chance.

Time ticked by gradually, and the whole train was eerily quiet…

Apart from the occasional noises of someone using the train’s restroom, one could say that nothing else was happening.

Colin also got some well-deserved rest…

Until, a dozen or so hours later, a line of information suddenly appeared on the retina of a dozing Colin—

[Automatic renewal of special enhancement service has been cancelled…]

[Total Bonfire Points used this time: 11500 (automatically deducted).]

[We look forward to serving you again.]

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“…Did I just spend fifteen thousand points? Did I use that much?”

Colin opened his eyes, his eyelid twitching as he looked at the message, feeling a chill run down his scalp. This “support mission” sure was charging a hefty fee…

“Five thousand points for summoning ‘The Light Chaser’, the rest were for charged buffs, five hundred for twelve hours. It seems like I was there for six days, damn, and they renewed for another twelve hours before canceling. Cutting it close, aren’t they…”

Colin raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. After this deduction, he was left with just over three thousand points.

This “support mission” was really a money pit.

If he had to spend Bonfire Points like this several more times…

Colin felt like even the pants on his body would belong to them.

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