Chapter 855 - 383: The Origin

Chapter 855: Chapter 383: The Origin

[Crisis Begins!]

Gu Ji set another countdown for 9 minutes and 15 seconds, and sequentially selected language marks and strength marks.

Orange [Strength Enhancement (Perfect)]: Increases the total strength limit by 43%, increases the number of white muscle fibers by 57%, increases the number of red muscle fibers by 41%, increases muscle cross-sectional area by 44.5%, enhances central activation and excitement by 61%;

Momentum: When the player’s emotions fluctuate greatly, strength will be increased by an additional 50%, explosive force by 65%, at the cost of a large amount of bodily energy.

The moment the mark descended.

Gu Ji felt his body come alive, thick muscles vibrating endlessly, sinews twisting like centipedes climbing out from beneath the skin, bones crackling, and his plaid shirt stretched tight.

"To be honest, I also think what you’re saying makes sense, I really enjoy taking photos..."

Claudie was halfway through her sentence, when she suddenly looked at Gu Ji in surprise, "Uh, Ah Ming, long time no see, why do I feel like your physique is better than before?"

What she saw.

Was actually the effect of the mark increasing muscle cross-sectional area.

Gu Ji didn’t respond.

All his focus was now on how to successfully pass through.

"Ah Ming, what’s wrong?"

Noticing his heavy heart, Claudie began to show concern and inquire.

On impulse, Gu Ji asked, "Claudie, if you encountered something that you couldn’t change no matter how hard you tried, what would you do?"

Claudie tilted her head, deep in thought.

"If it were me, I might choose to intervene and sabotage directly from the source, since the outcome can’t be changed, things couldn’t get much worse."

"Sabotage from the source..."

Gu Ji murmured the phrase, eyes suddenly bright, "I understand now, thank you, Claudie!!"

With those words, he swiftly stood up and grabbed his backpack.

Ducking away from the portly Iranian uncle, he ran nonstop toward the carriage’s connecting passage.

The man with the white headscarf was just about to reach into a woman’s backpack, but upon seeing Gu Ji rushing over, he rapidly withdrew his hand.

But Gu Ji paid him no mind and turned, heading straight into the restroom.

After closing the door, he took off his backpack and pulled out several clothes, an Iranian map, a portable charger, and a high-power flashlight.

Gu Ji inferred from "Ah Ming’s" personal belongings and Claudie’s few words.

That after his release, he likely started working as a local guide, utilizing previous smuggling experience to create remote and thrilling custom adventure trips for wealthy clients.

He first piled the clothes and other items together, then skillfully dismantled the flashlight, removing the battery and wires on the circuit board.

Using "electricity short circuit knowledge" from middle school textbooks, he connected the wires to the battery’s positive and negative terminals.

In no time, the wire’s insulation was melted by the heated wire, emitting smoke.

Gu Ji hastily placed the paper map on it, and the line instantly burned a hole, upon seeing the flames, he threw it onto the pile of prepared debris.

"Whoosh!"

In the blink of an eye, the fire grew fiercely.

As the pile contained plastic, polyester fibers, and other elements, burning emitted thick smoke, which slipped through the restroom’s iron door ventilation gaps, drifting into the carriage.

"Ring ring ring—!"

In the next moment, the alarm sensed smoke and the alarm bells rang loudly.

"What’s happening?"

"No idea, seems like the alarm sounded..."

"Cough cough... Where’s all this smoke coming from!"

Hearing the chaos in the carriage, Gu Ji seized the moment to push open the restroom door, shouting, "It’s on fire! Everyone run!!"

"What, it’s on fire?"

"Allah! Quick, quick, grab your luggage and leave!"

"Ah—! Don’t push!"

These words were like pouring a ladle of hot oil on chili powder, causing an uproar.

The passengers scrambling to escape seemed like headless flies, pushing and jostling, arms intertwined like jungle vines, screams, cries, and sobs mixed, forming a chaotic symphony.

Gu Ji had previously covered his mouth and nose with dampened sleeves.

In the confusion, he dashed to the emergency brake button below.

Near the ceiling, two parallel red painted buttons were marked in Persian and English: "Fire Use" and "Emergency Use."

"Sorry about this..."

Saying a silent apology in his heart, Gu Ji swung his fist, shattering the plastic protective cover outside.

"Hiss—!"

"Ah!!"

Instantly, an intense vibration swept through the carriage, the train suddenly slowed, wheels scraping harshly on the tracks, creating an suffocatingly piercing noise. Under the immense inertia and sway, luggage racks and items on tables fell, passengers in the center aisle stumbled and flew, screaming hysterically.

The moment the emergency brake was activated, Gu Ji grabbed the nearest seatback.

Bracing against the sudden deceleration’s dizziness and impact, watching the scenery outside the window speedily recede with unusual speed.

After five or six seconds, the train finally stopped.

The carriage was in complete disarray, passengers lay sprawled across aisles and seats, buried under various luggage and clutter, like refugees fleeing an apocalypse.

"Damn it! Who pressed the emergency brake button!"

Amidst all the screams and groans, a figure stumbled to their feet, shouting loudly.