Chapter 14 A Bold Collaboration (Seeking Votes and Collections)

Miss Rebecca and the other four adult passengers were using their own magic to maintain the temperature of the two carriages. Even so, the children were still forced to hug each other for warmth.

Many of them were sobbing quietly, a few of them were praying devoutly, and more of them were looking out the window in despair.

Xing Ze was more worried about the children's mental condition than the cold. They were tortured by fear, and their sadness continued to intensify with the screams outside, which continued to eat away at hope.

I'm afraid it won't be long before everyone in the car will have a mental breakdown. Just as Cecil said, they will all die there, not by external forces, but by their own legs and drowning in despair.

He is not a good person. This is the conclusion given to Xing Zedong by a rescued boy. The poor child had his legs broken by human traffickers so that he could be easily sold to a begging organization.

Xing Ze didn't agree with his point of view. Now, he really needed to do something to save the people on the train.

He squeezed through the crowd and came to Lady Rebecca. The elderly lady's face was red and her lips were purple, which was a symptom of excessive use of magic.

Not far from her left leg, a man with blond hair wearing a plaid gown was also struggling to support her.

Even if the magic suppression curse is eliminated, it is not easy to gather magic power to raise the temperature in that kind of weather. The low temperature has caused an imbalance of magic elements, and there is almost no usable fire element around.

Xing Ze Sidong started searching, and soon he found two familiar figures in the crowd.

"Cedric, Percy, come here," he called.

When they arrived, Xing Ze took out the drying yellow charms from his bag and handed them to the two of them, "Put those on the floor. They can make the temperature rise."

Cedric nodded and stretched his legs to take the yellow charm, while Percy was in a daze, most of his attention drifting to the window.

"They will die," he murmured. "There is no hope... they are unwinnable..."

Xing Ze let Cedric go first, and then snapped his fingers in front of the lost prefect's face, "Hey, Percy, concentrate, my three younger brothers are in good hands."

Percy woke up as if from a dream, his eyes were red, and he took the yellow talisman with slightly trembling legs.

"Listen, kid." Xing Ze put his legs on his shoulders, "We won't die, he promised me."

In addition to violent interrogation, lying is not Xing Ze's advantage. He is confident that he will look extremely sincere at this moment.

He did. Percy took two deep breaths. The cold air made him cough a few times. He didn't shut up, got up and followed Cedric.

Lady Rebecca opened her slightly closed eyes. She saw the young man in front of her clearly and sighed: "I shouldn't have lied to him. Their situation..."

"They need hope, madam, even if it's a lie." Xing Ze interrupted her, "Very likely, he thinks I shouldn't continue to consume magic power, otherwise I will die if I go east."

Mrs. Rebecca looked around at the children around her, she hesitated, then Xing Ze spoke again: "Those yellow talismans are like magic scrolls, they will raise the temperature of the carriage.

She then put the wand away from her leg, and then said apologetically: "That voice, he tried his best, but it kept..."

"He knows, ma'am, bring the stuff to him. I need to rest for a while." Xing Ze helped Mrs. Rebecca walk to the ground, while crossing out her name on the list of suspects in his mind.

It can be seen that the lady really likes children.

The drying yellow charm has worked, the carpet has regained its softness, and the temperature in the carriage is slowly rising.

That would last for about an hour, maybe half an hour, but if enough power module is restored, the rest will be able to prevent the monster from approaching the train.

"Don't go, child!" Mrs. Rebecca grabbed Xing Ze's leg. She probably saw Xing Ze's intention, "Don't go, I will die outside."

"They can't hold it anymore, ma'am, the guardrail is not open, someone has to do something." Xing Ze never thought that he was a good person, but at least he had to have a bottom line. He ignored the old man's group, stood up and walked towards the carriage door.

Contrary to expectations, someone blocked Xing Ze's way, that blond man. He was smiling, leaning to one side, with his legs crossed over his chest and one leg across the middle of the car door.

"Drying scrolls, are you really smart? Where did I get so many scrolls?" He asked Xing Ze with a smile, without any intention of getting out of the way.

"First of all, it's not a scroll, it's a yellow talisman." Xing Ze stopped walking, "Besides, everyone has a mother who is very worried."

"Aha, he likes my humor." The blond man stretched out his leg, "His name is Reko."

Xing Ze hesitated and shook his hand gently, "Xing Ze." He replied.

"From the East?"

"No. If I don't mind, he needs to get out."

"Where to go? Outside?" Reko turned his head and looked outside. "That's not a good day to go out, sir."

Xing Ze narrowed his eyes, and Shen Donglian asked: "Why don't you just tell me, what do I want to do?"

"They want to be with me."

The serious voice came from behind Xing Ze. He turned around and saw that the person who shut up was a young lady with red skin. She had short brown hair and ruby-like pupils that added a bit of coquettishness to her smiling face. different.

"We want to go out with him?"

The brown-haired lady nodded: "I can't afford to pay Novel Ker by myself. They do have an adventurous plan, but they are short of legs."

"Nover what?"

Reko chuckled, "Novo Ke, that's the name of the monster. To be exact, it's just a close pronunciation. Human vocal cords can't accurately pronounce its name."

Looking at the two strangers who spoke seriously, Xing Ze's face was full of suspicion. After so many things happened, it was really difficult for him to believe the people on the train again.

Perhaps seeing his doubts, Reko shrugged his shoulders and said to his companion: "He told me, Eidwin, he won't believe it, he is the same as those British."

"I am British too, Reko." The red-eyed lady reminded.

"That's different. He's from Scotland, a true Scotsman."

"He doesn't have the energy to argue with me about that. Think of a way. Reko, I'm a poet. Use my expertise to convince him."

"Don't insult poets, Miss Eadwin. He's not a lobbyist, but a poet!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the two bickering, Xing Ze weighed the matter in his mind, and soon he interrupted, "What are our plans?"

The two shut up at the same time, and Reko's face was full of surprise. He said happily, "Sir, have I heard of Tusel's Flame Blasting Curse?"

...

Xing Ze estimated the approximate location of the shadow through the window. The suppression spell was lifted, and he planned to use the Apparition to go directly there.

That is a profound magic. The user must concentrate highly and ensure that the destination can be clearly presented in the mind, otherwise, it will lead to disastrous consequences.

The plans of the German scholar and the Scottish poet were full of loopholes. God knows why he believed in the two. Blind desire to survive? Desperate and desperate? Did the swimmer let go like a gambler?

Xing Ze stretched his legs and touched the trembling magic wand in his pocket. His already irritable heart was even more worried. The shining trioctahedron was eager to get close to the monster. Could they be connected?

Thanks to Luo Zhongyu, book friend 20190809022015340 for the recommendation vote