Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

11:59 PM.

The alarm clock went off on time.

Shen Ye got out of bed, yawned, finished washing up, and was all set.

So much to do!

If it weren't for the matters concerning the Skeletron and Prince Norton, he truly wouldn't have wanted to go.

—Using "The Little Match Boy" to accumulate days was the right way to go.

Why not just head over after nine days and exchange for an Advanced Entry? Wouldn't that be joyful?

During these nine days, he could also slowly harmonize his "Night Roamer" skills and successfully initiate into the "Demon Suppression" class.

But it was not to be.

The Skeletron and the prince were both good brothers.

A rush to rescue in Jianghu.

…He too needed strength.

Shen Ye sighed and lifted his hand for a glance.

On the palm, one of the six crimson vertical lines had disappeared again.

Two days had passed.

Only five days left.

He really didn't know what level of strength The Skinner had by now.

He could only sprint forward with all his might, striving to boost his strength as soon as possible.

He had to surpass him!

Shen Ye stood up, placed his hand on the bedroom door, and stepped through.

Battlefield secret passage.

"What do we do now? Go get the prince's key?"

The Skeletron asked.

"No... We'll go on our own, not doing things his way," Shen Ye said.

"Okay, I know of a secret Undead Teleportation Formation; perhaps humans have not discovered it," the Skeletron said.

"No need for the teleportation array," Shen Ye said.

"Are we going to walk there? That's quite far, it would take days and nights," the Skeletron said.

"Don't you Undead have a relatively normal mode of travel—one that everyone can use as a means of transportation?" Shen Ye asked.

"Ghost Train," the Skeletron uttered four words, then continued, "We need to reach the border town of the Undead Empire by twelve thirty; there's a Ghost Train there that goes directly to Eternal Night City."

"Let's go," Shen Ye said.

He left the secret passage and walked towards the outside of the Human Territory.

Many people recognized him along the way, and someone even brought him a horse.

Shen Ye thanked them.

"No need for thanks, we're all working for the prince."

The warrior said quietly while raising his hand, making an "I love you" gesture.

Understood.

Shadow Brotherhood's assassin brethren!

"Shadows shelter you and me."

Shen Ye nodded in acknowledgment to the other party, made an "I love you" gesture in return, and then mounted the horse and rode off.

Once the horse left the Human Territory, the Skeletron couldn't help but speak up:

"Riding a horse is too slow, we might not catch up."

"That's not necessarily true!"

Shen Ye rode to a secluded stretch of road, his physique vibrated, and he flew up into the night sky, rapidly crossing canals, scaling steep mountains, and headed for the small town in the Undead Kingdom.

That saved a lot of time.

The only trouble was—

Although this flying technique was already pretty good, it still consumed spiritual power.

By the time he crossed the border, Shen Ye put on his cape, disguised himself as a vampire, and began to approach the border town—

Only 1 point of spiritual power remained.

He had no choice but to use free attribute points to replenish the loss and continued flying forward, finally landing in the small town.

"Why are there so many zombies?"

Shen Ye surveyed the area and asked.

This Undead small town wasn't particularly special, just full of polite zombies that didn't seem at all interested in biting people.

One zombie accidentally bumped into him and immediately apologized.

Tsk.

Such a civilized city!

"Small place, so there are more living corpses; not many high-level Undead Kind," the Skeletron explained.

"We need to buy tickets for the train, right?"

"You buy tickets onboard," the Skeletron said.

"Then let's go," Shen Ye said quickly as he found the train station.

Calling it a train station was a stretch; it was really just an open space.

There was no sign of any buildings or staff associated with a train station.

The time arrived quickly.

A distant whistle sound came through.

Shen Ye looked up to see a faint blue, blurry, semi-transparent train coming from afar, gradually coming to a stop on the open ground, spreading bone-chilling coldness around it.

Ghost Train!

Upon closer inspection, one could faintly see tracks only under where the train stopped.

Werewolves, zombies, skeletons, and specters who had been waiting nearby crowded onto the train.

Shen Ye looked around and asked, "What about those few carriages over there, why is nobody squeezing into them?"

"Those are business class carriages; they are expensive, twelve Bone Coins for a seat," the Skeletron explained.

"And the regular carriages?"

"Three Bone Coins."

Shen Ye nodded.

—The world is interconnected.

He pushed through the crowd, making his way to a carriage near the front of the train.

"Hello, eighteen Bone Coins," a blonde woman in uniform greeted him with a smile at the carriage door.

"I thought it was twelve Bone Coins," said Shen Ye thoughtfully.

"You carry a hint of Soulfire—a child with you, yes? Children are half-price," the blonde woman said with a respectful tone that suggested she could see right through him.

"Ah, quite impressive, I am indeed accompanied by a rambunctious child," Shen Ye replied as he paid the Bone Coins.

The blonde beauty flashed him a smile, revealing the dark runes on her face.

—This was a Specter from the Shadow Clan, a Night Charm Ghost!

It was said that this race had particularly strong perception; they could find a way to survive in any profession.

The business carriage was indeed spacious and bright, with very few passengers.

Shen Ye found a seat next to the window and sat down.

"I was just observing the surroundings and she accidentally caught my scent, so she thought I was a child, but I'm not," the Skeleton explained.

"Got it, kid," Shen Ye said.

At that moment, the train slowly started.

—In fact, apart from its unusual way of appearing, the train itself was not much different from the trains of the Human Race.

Until it was time to serve the meals—

The Skeleton lady sitting diagonally in front of Shen Ye received an entire box of fresh bones.

The packaging cover also had a few ghostly characters glowing ominously:

"Hell Level Spicy."

Sichuanese?

Shen Ye muttered quietly to himself, only to see a seductive and beautiful Zombie girl crossing the carriage to stand in front of him, giving a slight curtsy:

"Would you like to dine, sir?"

The girl asked timidly, pulling down her neckline to reveal her smooth and fair neck.

No, what are you doing?

—Testing my resolve?

Oh…

I remembered, I'm a Vampire now.

"I'm not hungry,"

Shen Ye said with an indifferent expression.

"It's no problem, sir, you're so handsome, I won't charge you," the girl said shyly.

Shen Ye was slightly taken aback.

Was he about to get a free meal?

Just as he thought this, a line of luminescent text appeared:

"Entry: The ability to eat a Tyrant's meal has been automatically activated."

"Description: When you first enter a shop and incur a cost, you can avoid paying, and no one will trouble you for it."

"It can be used again after one day."

"—I am Brother Ye of society! Peiqi of Jianghu!"

Shen Ye was speechless for a moment, then waved his hand at the girl and said:

"Really, it's not necessary, thank you."

The girl's expression dimmed a bit as she curtsied again and left.

"Fei Lun, why don't you just come out and take the train yourself? I'm not quite used to your Undead Race's eating habits,"

Shen Ye said quietly.

"No can do. If I showed up, wouldn't that cause a stir? I'm wanted nationwide!" the Skeleton said with a tone of resignation.

The scenery outside the window was flying backward.

Then the announcement came on:

"Attention! In five minutes, we will pass through the first level of Hell, so we must close the windows. Please understand, dear passengers."

Shen Ye was startled by the announcement.

Aren't we going to Hell?

If we could just go directly through the train—

He couldn't help but ask in a low voice:

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"Hey, can this train travel through Hell?"

"Yes, I heard it's a shortcut—Some big shot from the first level of Hell has a stake in it, so it's allowed. However, the Ghost Train can only run in certain places on the first level, and there are many Hell Guards outside, so don't get any funny ideas," the Skeleton explained.

"But why do we need to close the windows?" Shen Ye asked again.

"I've never ridden it before, but I heard it's because some of the Undead are afraid of ghosts. If too many ghosts drift in and cause a commotion, it would disrupt the normal operation of the train," the Skeleton explained.

"The Undead are afraid of ghosts?" he asked incredulously.

"Why shouldn't they be afraid?" the Skeleton responded, equally puzzled.

"But you're already Undead, still afraid of the ghosts of Hell?" Shen Ye grew more curious.

"Don't humans live through the night every day? And yet there are still those who are afraid of the dark," the Skeleton countered, just as baffled.

The logic…

Was rather convincing.

Shen Ye shook his head, not quite sure what to say.

Forget it.

He would rest for a while and see what happens when they arrive.

The carriage door opened.

The blonde beauty re-entered, pushing a cart.

"Fresh organs—"

"Brains, kidneys, marinated intestines for sale!"

She announced as she moved along.

The cart slowly passed by Shen Ye.

"Are you scared? If not, we could teleport directly to Eternal Night City another day," the Skeleton asked cautiously.

"No, I've seen too many scenes like this," Shen Ye said calmly.

—It's just that what they were selling was a bit different.

The windows closed automatically.

The announcement resumed:

"Dear travelers, hello."

"We are now going to start the identification check. This is to comply with the policies of Eternal Night City and to ensure a safe journey."

"Your comfort is our peace of mind. Maintaining public order is the responsibility of every Undead."

It was then that Shen Ye began to worry.

"Hey, what about the identification thing?" he asked.

"Don't worry, my years as a Battlefield Quartermaster weren't for nothing—"

Shen Ye cut him off: "Last time in Rhine County, there was The Boy Who Survived Great Adversities. Don't pull something that high-profile again, please," he pleaded.

"You're picky now, huh," the Skeleton said irritably. "That was after an entire county perished, which covered up your identity. You won't get that kind of identity these days."

"Sigh, I just hope you can be practical and not choose such ostentatious identities," Shen Ye said.

"Rest assured, buddy, I've got something good lined up for you this time," the Skeleton said.

Click.

A soldier's dog tag appeared on the table, engraved with a line of Undead text:

"?· Baxter."