Weird Rules Rumor: At The Beginning, He Insisted That He Was Not Dead-Chapter 97: Train of the Century (End)
“Did she write this for me? Leave a message here specifically for me to see? Or was it accidental?”
Staring at the words, Bai Lian gazed thoughtfully, his mind racing.
“Is the note still here?” Bai Lian asked the Train of the Century.
The Train of the Century scratched its head:
“Let me check. I don’t remember clearly.”
It waved its hand as if searching for something.
A moment later, a note appeared in its palm. Bai Lian immediately recognized it—the very note Mo Lu had left behind.
He took the note and unfolded it without hesitation.
The handwriting was as neat and pristine as Mo Lu herself—everything about it was flawless.
“For Ah Liang Only”
“After leaving the laboratory, I traveled to many places, sometimes pausing to admire the scenery.”
“I remember a valley filled with flowers. I thought it was breathtaking, but no one listened when I described its beauty.”
“When snow fell on my head, it was bitterly cold, but I cherished that sensation.”
“I saw dandelions. The wind carries them away, and they land only to sprout anew and chase the wind once more.”
“Ah Liang? I love this name. I read it in a book. When two people are close, you can add ‘Ah’ to the last syllable of their name.”
“Ah Liang, I’ve met countless people, but only you occupy my heart.”
“New dandelions will follow the wind. I think… I can follow your footsteps too.”
— Mo Lu.
When he finished reading, Bai Lian fell silent for a long time.
The text wasn’t about loneliness, yet it was steeped in solitude.
Folding the note, Bai Lian glanced at Mo Lu sitting across from him and suddenly smirked.
“I walk fast. Don’t fall behind.”
This girl was a bit stubborn.
But admittedly, Bai Lian held her in high regard.
After all, even now, she showed no desire for vengeance against the world.
Despite spending decades in that dark place—a subject of experiments, imprisoned.
If it were Bai Lian, he’d have sent everyone to their graves long ago.
She had endless reasons to turn malevolent, yet she hadn’t.
He stood and looked at Centurio.
“You also need to leave, don’t you? You’ve wandered here so long. Don’t you want to end this?”
Centurio stared at Bai Lian, lowered its head, and remained silent.
Only after a lengthy pause did it whisper:
“I don’t want to leave. I want to take them all back with me.”
“But they’re already dead, aren’t they?” Bai Lian scanned the surroundings and said calmly:
“Your illusions are just that—illusions. None of this is real.”
“There are still passengers who haven’t reached the station. I must take them with me,” Centurio shook its head, its eyes filled with stubbornness.
Bai Lian observed it impassively.
The dungeon’s clear condition required Centurio to leave the exile space, yet it seemed unwilling.
Bai Lian shook his head:
“Return? Where would you return to? Even if you went back to the old world, you’d still be expelled.”
“Everyone on this train is already dead. There’s no point in returning.”
In this dungeon, aside from players, all were Anomalies!
They couldn’t return to the real world—they existed solely within the Mysterious World.
And the dungeon cycled endlessly. In the end, this was just another prison.
“You can’t stop me.” Seeing it still unresponsive, Bai Lian stated bluntly.
Centurio had only appeared here because it sensed Bai Lian’s power.
Why hadn’t it interfered earlier? Because it knew it couldn’t win, resorting to pleasant illusions to sway him.
The tactics were feeble—they might work on others, but Bai Lian remained unmoved.
Centurio looked up at Bai Lian: “Can I reach the final station again?”
Bai Lian met its gaze and finally nodded. “Fine.”
...
The train crawled forward, finally emerging from the tunnel. Sunlight streamed through the windows once more.
Announcements echoed through every car:
“Ladies and gentlemen, we are approaching the final station. Please prepare to disembark. When standing near connecting doors, do not lean against them. Mind the gap between the steps and platform when exiting. Passengers with children, please ensure their safety. We wish you a pleasant journey…”
A station appeared ahead.
At last, the train slowly rolled into the platform and halted.
Doors opened. Bai Lian and Yu Wen stepped out.
Nearby, passengers with hollow expressions disembarked.
“I’m leaving.”
Yu Wen looked at Bai Lian with complex emotions in her eyes.
“Do you hate me?” Bai Lian asked.
She didn’t know she was already dead, still dreaming of returning.
But it was a futile wish—the Train of the Century would never reach its destination.
Yu Wen shook her head:
“I wouldn’t say hate… but there’s some resentment.”
GRRRRR—!
Suddenly, the Train of the Century roared deafeningly!
Yu Wen and Bai Lian turned to see the train slowly vanishing, its sound resembling a farewell.
“Squeak!!!” Facai popped out of the backpack, shrieking at Bai Lian.
Its beady eyes seemed to say, “I warned you this time! You can’t punish me!”
Bai Lian smirked, tossed the backpack to Yu Wen, and said irritably:
“This guy’s utterly useless. No point keeping him. Take him.”
Yu Wen took the backpack, patted Facai’s head, and glanced at Bai Lian:
“I should go too. Maybe we’ll meet again.”
She waved and walked toward the exit.
Bai Lian watched her retreating figure calmly.
The Train of the Century would never arrive at its terminus, nor would its passengers.
A breeze stirred. Bai Lian thought he glimpsed a tear trail down Yu Wen’s cheek as she ascended the stairs.
Meanwhile, a completion notification echoed in Bai Lian’s mind:
【Congratulations, Player: Bai Lian, for successfully clearing the D-rank dungeon “Train of the Century”!】
【Clear Time: 4 hours, 10 minutes, 30 seconds!】
【Completion Rating: SSS-tier!】
【Attention All Players: The “Train of the Century” has vanished. This dungeon is permanently closed and will not reopen!】
【Player: Bai Lian will exit the dungeon in 30 seconds. Prepare for extraction. 30… 29… 28…】
...
Other players who’d disembarked stood on the platform too.
Hearing the notifications, confusion flashed across their faces.
All eyes turned to Bai Lian—the anomaly who’d conversed so casually with dungeon entities.
“Bai Lian… That’s the guy from the livestream, right?”
“Yeah, him. Wasn’t he in an E-rank dungeon earlier? How’d he jump to D-rank so fast? Did he already class-change?”
