Apocalypse Invasion: Survival on the Infinite Train
"Where... where is this?"
Ming Chu was bewildered.
On the final night in the previous world, neither she nor Zhong Shuang had slept or done anything else of note; they had simply spent the time chatting.
Magically, words that would have been censored back on Blue Star could be heard perfectly clearly when spoken to Zhong Shuang.
Ming Chu, who had promised to have a proper talk with her during their final moments, told Zhong Shuang a little about Blue Star and shared stories of the other worlds she had experienced.
Until the dawn broke.
Thirty days had passed.
It was time to return.
Ming Chu looked at Zhong Shuang, her expression earnest and firm: "Zhong Shuang, you must remember, although this world was once doomed, it has already changed. You are the key. I brought you to this point so that you and your world could avoid that end. I will always remember you, my friend."
"I will, too."
Zhong Shuang and Ming Chu shared one final embrace.
Then, Ming Chu stepped into the swirling portal of light.
The moment she stepped into the portal, there should have been that familiar sensation of losing consciousness, and the next second, she should have appeared on the platform.
But where was this?
It should have been night; everything around her was pitch black. The moon hanging in the sky looked like a disc, yet it bore a faint, blood-red hue, casting an ominous glow over the ground and the buildings.
Furthermore, a blister seemed to have been burned onto her wrist.
Considering her current physical constitution, which was resilient enough to wash her hands in boiling water, this should have been impossible.
Ming Chu immediately began searching through her belongings.