Infinite Stream: Fox Cub's Black Cat Gachapon Game

The thick snow piled up into a thick white cloth without any flaws.

A stopped train stood out among them.

Losing a train conductor is not a small problem, but it is not a big problem either.

But the "Yihuo" is a special type of train that can only be powered by a key.

This means that the "Yihuo" is now just a rectangular iron container with a gorgeous shell.

Not only can we not move forward, but given the current extremely harsh weather conditions, even basic heating in the carriages may not be possible.

At this time, the "Yihuo" had not yet sailed out of the mountainous area. In the wilderness, ordinary communication equipment had no signal at all.

The only way to communicate with the outside world is through the communication equipment on the train, but it also needs to be turned on by the energy key that starts the train to work.

So everyone on the train is now trapped in a snowstorm that won’t stop for an unknown period of time.

Pollock carriage.

There were only two figures.

"Haven't you found the green dagger yet?"

"I went to her room and looked for her. There was a choking odor in her room. I couldn't stand it anymore and left. There were no signs of a fight, and I didn't know if she was dead or not, and where she went..."

Chiwu lied. He actually only stood at the door of Luzhen for three seconds.

After all, a normal person’s nose cannot accept the smell of milk tea that is too “aesthetically advanced”.

The man tied to the ground was unconscious, and Chiwu tried to find his identification document from him.

“Is this man really the conductor?”

It was such an obvious thing that Qing Cod felt that it would be best for Chiwu to go to a neurosurgeon. It would be even better if he could get a new brain.

"Didn't the train announcer say that? Looking at his professional attire, he's neither a train police officer nor a train attendant. Who else could it be?"

"What should we do now? Should we let him go?"

The train has been stuck here and unable to unload the "cargo", which is too passive for them [the camp opposing the train].

Pollock gave him a sidelong glance of contempt:

"Release him? Why should we let him go? Just search him to see if he has the energy key and let the train continue running."

"Just hold him here?" Chiwu didn't think this was a good decision.

When asked, the cod had a fierce look on his face: "I found the full-face mask that the 'boss' wore during the train police meeting on the floor of his room. He has the only fingerprint key on the train.

The key needs the fingerprint of a living person to open it. If it weren't for this, I would have cut off his finger and kept it for safekeeping... and now, someone needs him... we can..."

Chiwu interrupted the increasingly gloomy expression of the cod's "mutation spell".

He touched the unconscious conductor's body three times and found that his pockets were much cleaner than his face.

"Where is the key? How about you search for it?"

Just as the suspicious target was identified, the broadcast reported that the person was missing and the train was forced to stop.

Wenren Yihan and the others did not leave the carriage room. The two men and one fox decided to wait for the conductor in charge of the search to come.

If you are in Group A, ask about the situation in a nice way.

If it's from Group B, beat him up and find out what happened.

"Is this the one humans often talk about... the black-mouthed cat? Whoever you click on will disappear?"

Milk Tea Master Meow hasn't had a good sleep these past few days. He is now lying on his back on the mouse pad, looking at the ceiling, with a double image of the dried fish appearing in front of his eyes.

Wenren Yihuan corrected the prop cat: "Chazai, it's Crow Mouth..."

"Okay meow... Crowfish..."

Wenren Yihuan: …

The temperature inside the car dropped significantly because the energy could not be activated.

With a chill in his belly, the milk tea master meow jumped back into the cup and crawled into the neatly folded quilt, leaving only his not-so-bright round head exposed.

Wenren Yihan, who cared about the cub, gently poked it with his index finger and pushed its little tail in as well.

"Ah...thank you...thank you fox meow...achoo..."

Gong Chi supported his chin with his hand and tapped the desk slowly and rhythmically.

The cherry-colored dumpling swaggered towards him, stepping on the table.

Gong Chi thought he was being lazy and wanted to be hugged, so he reached out to the fox dumpling.

But the Wenren fox cub stopped twenty centimeters away from him.

The warm tail wrapped around his hand from the wrist up.

Perhaps because one tail was not enough to wrap it completely, the Wenren fox cub generously released three or four tails, wrapping Gong Chi's hand into a round plush cocoon.

It looks like someone was "arrested" by the fox's tail.

The touch is smooth and soft in the hand.

Moving his fingers in the "fox tail warm baby", Gong Chi said helplessly: "Little fox, what are you doing..."

The milk tea master meow was so cold that he sneezed. Gong Chi's hands were shaking just now. It must be because of the drop in temperature.

"You're not cold anymore... Stop fiddling with my tail hair..."

The big fox was kind enough to help him warm his hands, so why did he secretly pull the fox's tail hair?

"...Yeah, it's not cold anymore."

After hearing this reason, Gong Chi stopped moving and clenched the hand in his tail into a fist to prevent the fox from thinking that he had any ill intentions towards his tail hair.

What a great Fox Dumpling brand hot pack! It would be a waste if you touch it and it gets angry and runs away.

The Weeping Butterfly curled up like a hamster, rubbing her hands in an attempt to warm herself up with the heat from the friction, while whispering to the Wheel of Fortune Meowth who had stuffed herself into the zipper of the sofa cushion:

"Do you think the [Wizard] would be unhappy if I were to rub his tail to warm it up?"

[Wheel of Fortune] Meow shrank into a small ball of fluff: "You said what's in my heart, but I advise you not to do that. Xiao Gong is a stingy person..."

Gong Chi was forced to change the action of knocking on the table while thinking to clenching his fist while thinking.

The train being stuck was not without its benefits.

If the energy key cannot be found, the train will not be able to reach the terminal on time, nor will it be able to reach the midday stop.

Although the duration of the dungeon has increased, their rescue time has also become more ample.

"Hello, this is a routine search. Please cooperate."

The knocks on the door echoed in the room in groups of two.

Qidie drew out her butterfly knife, but was unwilling to leave the territory that she had just warmed up with her body temperature.

Gong Chi could only hold the Wenren fox cub in his arms and stood up to open the door for the conductor who came to look for the train conductor.

There were three men standing at the door, two of whom were dressed in standard flight attendant attire.

The one in the middle was dressed in light blue. Judging from his appearance, he was about thirty years old. He was well-mannered but perhaps because he was so worried about finding the conductor, his clothes were wrinkled.

The man spoke awkwardly:

"Hello, I'm the deputy conductor of the 'Fire of Light'. This happened suddenly, and I'm sorry to bother you now. Can we go in and search the room?"

Gong Chi stood at the door and did not let the three people in immediately. Instead, he stared at the deputy conductor for a long time.

The Wenren fox cub resting on his arm looked at the three men openly.

Based on his memory after spending half a day in front of his notebook, he recognized that the two people following him were both flight attendants from Group A.

The deputy train conductor thought Gong Chi was resisting, so he had to persuade him again:

"We are just checking to see if there is any trace of the conductor. We will not cause any damage to your personal belongings. If there is any accident, we will compensate you in full after the trip..."

"come in."

Lying on the sofa, Weeping Butterfly placed the large cushion that the Wheel of Fortune cat used to rest on in front of her to cover the butterfly knife with the blade opened in her hand.