Doomsday World No. 3,489! Black Reaper! (1)

Clang!

The violent vibration woke Wang Chen up.

He sat up and looked out of the carriage. A golden sun hung high in the sky, and the sky was cloudless.

"It's a good day!" Wang Chen muttered.

Dong! Dong!

The carriage door opened.

Wang Chen opened the door and saw Su Beihai standing outside.

"We're here?" Wang Chen asked in a low voice.

Su Beihai nodded and said, "We'll reach our destination in one minute."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Doomsday Train's notification rang.

[Respected Descenders, we are about to arrive at Doomsday World No. 3,489. Please bring your carry-on luggage and get ready to alight. Thank you for taking this Doomsday Train. I hope you have a pleasant journey!]

"In the future, the possibility of us meeting is really low. Good luck," said Su Beihai.

"I should be wishing you good luck!" Wang Chen smiled.