I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal Chapter 395 - 261 High-Speed Train Ticket Hanging3

Even if he accidentally fell off, there would be no danger in hitting the ground at this speed. Instead, I should worry about whether the ground would be damaged by his impact.

If he got caught under the train,

there might be a slight sensation since the strength of a high-speed train is not sothing a living creature can withstand.

However, for him, it was just so-so.

I probably needed to worry that the train might derail from colliding with him.

After hanging there for a while,

Chen Yun exerted force with one hand, wanting to experience what it was like on top of a high-speed train.

I saw that he didn’t need to bend his arm to gather strength.

He simply exerted force from thin air, flipping upwards,

gently landing without a sound.

And he landed steadily, unaffected by the inertia of the high-speed motion.

This scene, if witnessed by soone from afar,

would surely be marveled at for its incredibility.

However, under Chen Yun’s careful concealnt, no one else noticed.

The standard height of the catenary above the tracks in Hua Country is at least 5.7 ters, though the actual height varies with different sections of the route. And since trains are generally three to four ters tall, so this ans there’s enough space between the top of the train and the power-transmitting catenary for Chen Yun to stand.

Thus Chen Yun stood firmly on the train’s roof.

Feeling the vibrations from under his feet,

as well as the astonishing views of the scenery rapidly sweeping backward at an extraordinary speed.

What he marveled at wasn’t the scenery that could be seen while moving at high speed, since he could see such scenery whenever he wanted.

What he marveled at was this novel experience.

Riding ticketless on a train traveling at 300 kiloters per hour was sothing that even Jackie Chan wouldn’t dare to try easily.

This was indeed more thrilling than a roller coaster.

But for Chen Yun, it was just so-so.

For him, what was more important was the experience of this novel sensation.

On the high-speed train, Chen Yun found a relatively hidden spot.

He quietly sat cross-legged, setting the dizzy dog on his coiled legs.

While bending over and smoothing out the fingerprints and other information left behind on the handprint as if it were putty, he used his nurturing ability to try and heal the dog.

After doing all this,

his Transparent World Perception quietly unfolded with a range of six hundred ters, sensing everything aboard the high-speed train as tranquil as usual, along with the scenery rapidly receding outside.

Before Chen Yun’s eyes, a flowing tapestry unfolded.

The earth appeared enchanted, turning familiar landscapes into unfamiliar and enchanting sights.

Erald green fields, golden waves of wheat, the continuous mountain ranges all raced backward at a speed that was dizzying, as if ti sped up here, condensing several minutes of the past into every second.

Inside the high-speed train, everything remained orderly.

Passengers in the carriage either read with heads down, rested with eyes closed, or were engrossed in the world of their smartphone screens, completely unaware of the special "passenger" on top of the train.

The attendants moved gracefully between cars, providing services to travelers, everything proceeding at a set rhythm, in stark contrast to the rapid movent outside.

And Chen Yun himself felt as though he were in a marvelous parallel universe.

He could feel the outside world’s furious rush, while also perceiving the subtle changes within the carriage.

He could feel every gust of wind whistling past him, hear faint sounds from afar, and even detect every slight tremor of the train tracks beneath the high-speed trains.

Before being discovered, hitching a ride like this seed quite amusing.

Thinking this,

Chen Yun closed his eyes, allowing his mind to completely imrse in this sense of novelty and tranquility.