I had previously promised Mazao I would help her beco accustod to modern society, and during my free ti, I occasionally took her out to explore the peaceti scenery. However, with so many things going on recently, and it being inconvenient to stay in urban areas, this plan had temporarily co to a halt.
Now, with a rare two days of safety, and about to set off on a 300 to 400 kiloters journey to Moon Concealing Mountain, I took this opportunity to take her on a train ride.
In fact, if I were to send the "Firefly" at tens of tis the speed of sound to the vicinity of Moon Concealing Mountain, followed by Fla Transmission, and then combine it with Mazao’s Space Transfer, we would be able to reach our destination in a very short ti, making any form of transportation far less efficient than this thod. However, I had noticed that Mazao had a strong curiosity about many public facilities since long ago.
It’s said that during the Doomsday Era, vehicles like cars and motorcycles, although not widely used, could still be started and ridden by so; Mazao seed to recall seeing a few as well. However, as for large public transportation like trains and planes, that was not the case; she had only seen abandoned ones and had never witnessed them in motion.
Even if we arrived at Moon Concealing Mountain hours in advance, we would still have to wait in the ancient town at the foot of the mountain until tomorrow for a chance to encounter Silver Moon, who has taken Changan’s soul. At least that was what the Master of the Divine Seal expressed in last night’s dream. Therefore, I satisfied Mazao’s curiosity incidentally. On the other hand, I also had my own little sche.
Actually, I had already sent the "Firefly" ahead to search Moon Concealing Mountain.
It’s quite possible that it’s where Silver Moon is hiding. Although going ahead probably wouldn’t result in eting her, there’s a chance I might find so useful clues beforehand. Besides, since it’s Silver Moon’s territory, who knows what kind of dragon’s lair or tiger’s den it might be. I do love to adventure in the unknown, but that doesn’t an I’d deliberately step into it unguarded. Preliminary investigation is part of the adventure; the "Firefly" itself has the function of a scouting tool, so using it this way also makes it serve its purpose.
After reaching the destination, Mazao certainly wouldn’t choose to stay out of the matters. Rather, since I need to rely on her Broom Star Physique to help find Silver Moon, and she has investigation and tracking abilities far superior to mine, I’ll surely have to depend on her even more. To prevent any mishaps befalling her, I must use the travel ti to clear away all possible "landmines" at our destination.
We had a simple lunch of burgers and fries at the train station, then boarded the train.
We bought sleeper tickets, and the carriage wasn’t crowded—about half the beds were empty. There were adults and children nearby, so neatly dressed, so shabby. So were chatting, others playing audio from their phones without headphones.
I took Mazao to our assigned berth, and she looked around with interest, though I couldn’t tell what exactly had caught her attention. Perhaps from her perspective, just having so many people lying or sitting around her in a relaxed posture was novel and strange.
As I watched the scenes around us, I suddenly recalled sothing Dong Che had ntioned. He said that he had captured a senior researcher from the Human Bureau while passing by Fufeng Base on a train, so after leaving Fufeng Base this morning, he must have taken the train as well. Of course, it’s unlikely that he is on the sa train as us now. Besides, he had also promised that he wouldn’t approach Hu Family Village these two days. Perhaps he is still staying in a town near Fufeng Base.
I haven’t ntioned to Mazao that we might encounter Dong Che again, and it was at this mont I told her.
"Dong Che..."
She showed a disgusted expression. For so reason, she seed to dislike Dong Che, especially when he got close to ; she seed particularly uneasy. Maybe it’s because it’s unclear whether Dong Che is human or ghost, so she’s extra cautious.
A attendant pushed a trolley through selling snacks and drinks; after they passed by us, I, noticing Mazao’s empty hands and thinking about getting her sothing to eat, excused myself and chased after the attendant.
On the way, I overheard a passenger’s mobile phone playing a live news video loudly. The news was currently reporting a mysterious teorological occurrence in certain areas, where an unidentified warm air mass suddenly appeared, moving westward and might soon cause strong winds and rainfall.
"How co even the weather has beco so strange, it’s already November, and yet there’s a warm air mass?" the passenger chatted with soone nearby. "Did you watch the news this morning? The country seems to have acknowledged the existence of supernatural phenona, saying sothing about soul loss spreading..."
"What will this world beco..." the other passenger lanted.
The warm air mass moving westward... it prompted so speculation in my mind, but I had to put it aside for now.
The attendant had moved on to the next carriage. After I caught up and bought so snacks and soft drinks, I passed by the restroom on my way back.
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