Chapter 70

Although Shi Jian felt she had grown through so many dungeons, she was no longer the Shi Jian who would tremble in fear at the first sight of a scary scene.

But fear was still fear; she still liked the fireworks of the human world and preferred not to be frightened if possible.

However, facing such an incredibly realistic train, Shi Jian felt like just showing ghosts and monsters would have been better!

There was really no need to be this realistic.

At the same time Shi Jian started her livestream, the number of viewers in her personal livestream room was rapidly increasing.

After so many livestreams, Shi Jian’s stream quality had already been recognized by the audience.

Her livestream was filled with various rewards, almost drowning out the barrage of comments.

...

[Flowers x99]

[Flowers x999]

[As soon as I saw my wife start streaming, I clicked in right away.]

[Days without the streamer’s broadcast are hard to endure, finally waiting for you!]

[Still a low-level streamer, but she’s getting so many rewards, being pretty is definitely an advantage.]

Today Shi Jian wore a light pink Chanel-style suit. Her hair had also been meticulously styled by the excellent Tony teacher at the transit station. Every strand shone, not a bit frizzy. Her posture was flawless as always; her slender neck made her look less like she was inside a messy train and more like she was in a high-end restaurant.

[A longtime viewer who’s followed the streamer for two livestreams quietly explained, “The reason she’s getting so many rewards isn’t just because she’s pretty, just keep watching.”]

[This train looks so old-fashioned, I can already smell that sock through the screen, want to puke.]

[Shi Jian the fairy should upgrade directly to soft sleeper, right?]

These comments came from old viewers who had seen Shi Jian’s actions inside Renxin Hospital.

...

On the train, besides the middle-aged man playing videos out loud, the bratty kid and his unruly parent, people eating pungent food, and unhygienic passengers... there were also people occupying seats.

One was a stout man with a face full of scars and a belly bigger than a woman in the tenth month of pregnancy, taking up a young girl’s seat.

Shi Jian had just scanned the surroundings when she witnessed the dispute.

The young girl held a ticket in one hand and dragged a suitcase with the other. She hesitated for a moment but then mustered the courage to speak to the man occupying her seat.

“Hello, excuse me, are you in the wrong seat? This seems to be my seat.”

The young girl’s posture was very low and her tone polite.

The man scoffed without taking it seriously, then laughed scornfully, “You say this is your seat, so this is your seat?”

“Look at the ticket, it says right here…”

The young girl moved the ticket closer to the man.

The man swung his big hand and nearly hit the young girl, cursing foully.

“Fuck you.”“Don’t give me all this nonsense. This is my seat. If you’ve got the guts, call it and see if it answers, hahaha.”

After saying that, the man laughed arrogantly, fully displaying his shamelessness.

He just gave up completely!

The young girl was at a loss, flustered, her face flushed red, tears already welling in her eyes.

She cast pleading looks around, hoping for help, but the people nearby were either absorbed in their phones or just watching the spectacle.

Since entering this dungeon, Shi Jian had already felt it was too realistic to the human world, and now the situation was the same.

Shi Jian was starting to get angry.

Since the dungeon was mostly full of ghosts and monsters, reason told Shi Jian to stay calm.

But now there were no monsters at all—they looked just like normal people, and the fat man occupying the seat was even provocative.

He deliberately called out to Shi Jian, “Hey beauty, got something to say?”

Shi Jian couldn’t hold back anymore. She spoke out with righteous indignation—

“Conductor!”

Not far away, a conductor was selling sunflower seeds and drinks, seemingly completely oblivious to the quarrel. Hearing Shi Jian call her, she finally came over.

“Ma’am, what’s the problem?”

Shi Jian pointed at the fat man occupying the seat. “I have no problem. He’s the one with the problem. He’s taken that girl’s seat. Shouldn’t this be dealt with?”

Fat man occupying the seat: ...

After doing all this, Shi Jian felt the invisible red scarf on her chest grow brighter, silently giving herself a thumbs-up inside.

Shi Jian, you’re really awesome! How could there be someone in this world so adorably talented and beautiful all at once?

She didn’t know if the fat man would suddenly turn into a ghost or monster.

Since that was the case, problems should be taken to the conductor—that was the train staff’s job anyway.

Livestream audience: If there’s a problem, call the police. On a train, you call the conductor?

Teacher Shi’s logic was always on point.

Another day of learning something new while watching horror game livestreams.

...

Although the conductor was a bit slow to react, after Shi Jian reported the situation, she confirmed it and made the young girl sit in her rightful seat.

After standing up for justice, Shi Jian had something else she needed the conductor’s help with.

As the barrage guessed, Shi Jian planned to pay extra to upgrade to a soft sleeper, preferably a single room.

However, having money didn’t mean she could do whatever she wanted here as easily as before. When Shi Jian said she wanted to pay extra to upgrade, the conductor told her with a look of regret:

“Sorry, ma’am, but since this is the travel peak season, all the tickets on our train have been sold out…”

Shi Jian’s plan for a luxurious single soft sleeper failed. She had to continue enduring this terrible environment in the hard seat.Misfortunes never come singly. While Shi Jian was talking with the sales conductor, she saw a ticket inspector start checking tickets—he had already entered the carriage she was in.

Shi Jian’s seat was near the front, so the inspector would soon reach her.

Seeing this scene, Shi Jian remembered, right, you need a ticket to ride a train.

So... where was her ticket?!

Shi Jian’s heart suddenly tightened.

Since opening her eyes, she hadn’t seen any sign of the ticket. Previously, when boarding the royal cruise, there was no ticket check, so she had subconsciously ignored it.

Since she was on the train and had a seat, surely she had a ticket.

But now the ticket inspector appeared, and Shi Jian didn’t know where her ticket was.

Shi Jian first calmed herself and started searching.

First, it wasn’t in her hand. She looked around but found no sign of the ticket. At this point, Shi Jian still held a bit of hope—the dungeon wouldn’t mess with something like the ticket, right?

That would be way too low.

But her clothes pockets were also empty.

Shi Jian: “...”

She cursed quietly in her heart—her ticket was really not on her, and the ticket inspector was getting closer.

Shi Jian softly called out to the departing conductor, keeping her voice low but normal.

“By the way, if a ticket is accidentally lost, can you get a replacement?”

She couldn’t upgrade to a soft sleeper, but at least she could replace a lost ticket, right?

The conductor shattered Shi Jian’s hope again, replying, “Of course… not allowed.”

Shi Jian: What kind of train is this that doesn’t even allow ticket replacements?!

“So what happens then?”

“No ticket? Then you definitely have to leave the train,” the originally slow, lazy conductor suddenly perked up like she’d been injected with adrenaline.

She asked Shi Jian in a raised tone, “Whose ticket is lost?”

The ticket inspector overheard and looked over at Shi Jian, barely hiding his excitement. “Someone lost their ticket?”

Even if Shi Jian were dull, seeing this scene made it clear there was a huge trap ahead. So she decisively shook her head to deny it.

“No!”

When Shi Jian first saw the mission on her phone, she thought this dungeon wouldn’t be so difficult.

After all, it wasn’t abstract; the clear condition was just to reach the end station.

Shi Jian guessed there would be many dangers during the journey, but she didn’t expect to encounter trouble over the ticket itself.

Having gone through so many dungeons, most streamers wouldn’t try to escape the train, but now Shi Jian had new information—

You might even get kicked off the train.Although the ticket inspector wasn’t crazy enough to come directly to check Shi Jian’s ticket, his speed clearly increased—he would reach Shi Jian’s row in two more rows.

At this moment, Shi Jian stood up and slipped away before the inspector could stop her.

As she passed the conductor, Shi Jian left a casual remark, “Going to the bathroom.”

A ticket dodge.

The bathroom happened to be empty. Shi Jian quickly entered, locked the door, all in one swift move.

Inside the small private space, Shi Jian’s heart was still racing. She was relieved the bathroom was reasonably clean; otherwise, she might have fainted on the spot.

…

While calming her heartbeat inside the bathroom, Shi Jian listened to the noises outside.

No one was chasing her, which allowed her to relax slightly.

Shi Jian felt the ticket inspection wouldn’t end anytime soon. So where was her ticket?

Her mind was in chaos. She turned on the faucet, intending to wash her hands and calm down.

Water flowed freely from the faucet, but the color was wrong—

It was all red.

Red liquid poured from the faucet, falling into the white sink, glaringly bright and emitting a fishy smell.

Shi Jian’s eyes widened.

It was blood!

[“What the hell, when will this end? This is messing with my head!”]

[“So scary... I’m kind of afraid to keep watching.”]

[“Behind you! Behind you!”]

Shi Jian’s reflexes were faster than her thoughts. Before her hand could reach the faucet, she quickly pulled it back. She wanted to retreat but couldn’t.

Because immediately she heard someone softly call her name from behind.

“Shi Jian.”

Shi Jian confirmed she was the only one who entered and locked the bathroom. No second person should be in this space.

So it could only be a ghost...

Though at the start of the dungeon Shi Jian had shouted she might as well face ghosts, actually encountering one unprepared in this tiny space was anything but pleasant.

Shi Jian’s body stiffened. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a pale hand painted with red nail polish reaching toward her shoulder.

The female ghost sensed the nervousness of the person with her back turned, revealing a smug grin. She loved messing with people’s minds.

However, the screams or replies the ghost expected never came.

Shi Jian seemed to realize something, her fear turning into seriousness. She furrowed her brows, tilted her shoulder, and dodged.

Then, tilting her head, she fired a barrage of questions at the ghost, “Where did you crawl out from?”Both the female ghost and the viewers in the livestream could feel how important this question was to Shi Jian.

Shi Jian’s gaze glanced toward the hole in the bathroom.

There were no other gaps here; the largest passage leading into the bathroom was the hole in the toilet bowl.

“...”

The female ghost was stunned for a moment, feeling deeply embarrassed. She was a ghost—a ghost who could even call out the other’s name.

So the ghost responded to Shi Jian with a fierce snarl, “Ha!”

Not scared to death, huh!

“I’m a ghost.”

Shi Jian was starting to get annoyed and agitated. She turned around to face the ghost directly.

“Of course I know you’re a ghost. But just because you’re a ghost doesn’t mean you can dive into the toilet like some uncultured brat.”

“Don’t try to change the subject.”

“Answer me right now—this outfit is brand new.”

Shi Jian’s voice was filled with intense killing intent.