The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 173 The Repaired Train

The ghost train had not been running for a long time in reality, but it had already swept through half of the city, leaving no grass growing wherever it went.

now.

Zhang Dong stood at the end of the railway track made of living bodies and used the power of the regular ghost to punch the train.

Two unparalleled forces collided. Unlike last time, this punch actually hit the front of the train, and a terrifying supernatural explosion broke out in an instant.

The ghostly face on the front of the car suddenly became extremely ferocious, and the deafening screams resounded through the sky, like the wails from hell.

The powerful force blocked the high-speed train, and a shock wave composed of some kind of supernatural force spread rapidly around Zhang Dong. A burst of dust and gravel flew up on the ground, and some buildings that did not collapse at this moment They all fell down.

The air seemed to have been blown away by this punch, and a huge vacuum was formed in this area, and the silence was terrifying for an instant.

The train itself was also affected by the shock wave. The following carriages made huge noises, the metal was twisting, and the carriages were deforming. The inertia caused the carriages behind them to fail to stop and constantly squeezed the carriages in front.

At the same time, Zhang Dong was also blown hundreds of meters away by this force. He fell into a trance for an instant. His body drew an arc in the air like a kite with its string broken, and crashed into an abandoned building. .

After a loud noise, dust splashed around his body.

The impact of the ghost train continued, and subsequent carriages continued to collide, squeeze, and deform. One carriage was even squeezed into a thin metal pancake.

Different from ordinary physical collision.

This was a supernatural squeeze of the entire two trains. Only the front of the train was still intact, stopping in place like an unshakable mountain, followed by continuous collisions of the carriages behind the front of the train.

This punch seemed to directly knock the locomotive into silence. The strange whistle stopped, and the roar of the steam engine also disappeared.

It wasn't until 5 minutes later that the entire ghost train came to a complete stop.

More than [-] carriages suffered varying degrees of damage. A large number of carriages derailed and parked crookedly on the tracks. Some overturned completely, with wheels falling off and doors shattering. Many supernatural things accumulated inside were exposed.

at the same time.

Zhang Dong slowly crawled out of a deserted building. His face was extremely painful, and his right hand could not stop trembling.

Although the regular ghost's immunity is still in effect, he is not essentially harmed.But the existence of the Chinese tunic made him feel the pain of being hit by a train.

This pain continued to hit him, as if someone was hitting him hard with a hammer every moment.

The impact seemed to put the devil in the tunic into a panic. The flat clothes were full of wrinkles, and the ferocious faces of evil spirits were all over them, but there was no wail from the devil.

Zhang Dong stood up slowly, with a painful expression on his face, holding on to the wall and breathing heavily, staring at the scrapped train in the distance.

"Fortunately it stopped."

"Although I feel uncomfortable, at least my life is not in danger."

"This thing is really vicious, far more terrifying than that supernatural bus."

In fact, he was a little worried that the Law Ghost could not stop such a supernatural item. He was not doubting its ability, but he was doubting his current strength.

Now that his regular pool number is only over 300, the effect of this punch is definitely limited.

Fortunately, the ghost train has stopped.

After all, my efforts were not in vain.

at this time.

When Zhang Dong was looking at the train with cold eyes, he suddenly saw strange figures covered in black and wearing some kind of repairman's clothes walking out of the incomplete carriage.

They look like living people, and their movements are not as stiff and numb as the ghosts often are, but are more flexible.

"The ghost on the train has revived?"

Zhang Dong frowned, and then he saw something incredible.

After getting out of the car, these fierce ghosts who looked like repairmen took out different tools from their bodies, which looked like hammers, hammers, wrenches, etc.

It should be some kind of supernatural item.

Subsequently.

The repairmen began to work together in groups of two, using the tools in their hands to repair the damaged carriage. After just using these tools to fiddle with the body of the car a few times, the broken carriage began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The whole process is like a reboot.

"Fuck!"

"This train actually restarts!"

Zhang Dong's face darkened, and he suddenly felt an anger that had no place to release.I asked you to repair the train that stopped after I suffered such a terrible crime?

These repairmen were very fast and restored one of the carriages in just ten seconds. Then they continued to walk back and began to repair the second carriage.

Zhang Dong's face darkened, and he immediately moved the muddy path to the repairman's back.

He walked quickly along the path and came up behind a repairman in the blink of an eye. Without any hesitation, he waved his hand and wiped the repairman away.

The repairman's body quickly disappeared and was soon completely wiped out.

"It's not a ghost, it's a supernatural derivative."

Zhang Dong's eyes moved slightly, and he judged that these repairmen were not real ghosts, but some kind of supernatural being who relied on the existence of the train.

Although it can be completely erased, it is more of a headache.

Because if the repairmen are supernatural derivatives, they can definitely continue to be produced and appear. It is impossible to prevent the train from being repaired by just erasing these dozen.

Gotta find the source.

"To the locomotive."

Zhang Dong looked at the repairman who was working hard to make repairs with a cold look, ignored him, turned around and walked towards the front of the car.

If the ghost train's supernatural powers have a source, the most likely place is the locomotive.

The locomotive was completely pitch black, like a huge black cylindrical jar lying sideways, with strange wheels made of more than a dozen human heads underneath.

Several old metal rods are connected horizontally and vertically to the wheels and steam engine. The overall structure is no different from that of an old-fashioned steam train.

at this time.

The locomotive did not start, the steam engine also stopped working, and there was no movement in the huge car body.

Behind the steam engine is a small black room with no windows. The door is locked tightly and looks like it is made of brass.

The supernatural beings, grave soil, evil ghosts, etc. that were sucked away by the train all entered this room, which must have been the place where fuel was added to the steam engine.

Zhang Dong took a cursory glance and didn't see where the control room was.

"A train this big doesn't have a control room"

But when he thought about it, he thought it was normal.

Because the train itself is driverless, it doesn't matter whether there is a control room or not.

This also gave him a new question: How did the people of the God-killing Cult guide this train?
In thinking.

Zhang Dong climbed onto the front of the car and stood on the dark chimney.

Only this place is connected to the outside world, and the thick white smoke produced by the supernatural combustion is emitted from here.

"Want to go in and take a look?"

Staring at the bottomless, pitch-black chimney mouth, Zhang Dong frowned deeply.

The chimney mouth is not wide, but it is enough for a person to pass through.

You can see through the chimney mouth that there is a darkness that cannot be penetrated by light. The darkness looks like some kind of haze, and it seems that Zhang Dong is staring at it.

This darkness actually seemed to spread outwards, and a cold aura filled the air, seeming to erode everything around it.

"Forget it, I just want to stop the repairman from repairing it, and I don't plan to study the structure and supernatural powers of this car."

He shook his head and looked behind the locomotive again.

At this moment, more than a dozen maintenance workers have repaired seven or eight carriages. The carriages that had just been severely deformed and completely damaged have been restored to their original appearance. Even the strong sense of antiquity has disappeared, as if they were newly built.

"We don't have time. I wonder if these repairmen will come to the front of the train and restart the steam engine after all the carriages are repaired."

Zhang Dong thought about it and saw that the ghost train was now at the end of the living railway track. It seemed like it would fall if it moved forward. However, this was a supernatural item and would certainly not be affected by gravity like ordinary things.

After breaking away from the living railway track, it will most likely enter a deep ghost realm.

While he was observing.

A dozen identical repairmen walked out of the newly repaired carriage. They carried tools and walked towards the back of the train to join the process of repairing the train.

The number of repairmen doubled.

It won't be long before this stopped train will be completely restored to its original state.
(End of this chapter)