Gatekeeper Of All Realms Chapter 133

11:59 PM.

The alarm rang on time.

Shen Ye got up from bed, yawned, washed up, and got ready.

There were too many things to do!

If it weren’t for the affairs of Big Skeleton and Prince Norton, he genuinely wouldn’t want to go.

— Accumulating days with the “Little Match Seller” was the right way.

After nine days, wouldn’t it be great to directly exchange for a high-level descriptor?

During these nine days, he could also slowly get used to the “Night Roamer” skill and successfully take up the “Demon Slayer” profession.

But he couldn’t.

Skeleton and the Prince were good brothers.

A friend in need.

… He also needed power.

Shen Ye sighed and raised his hand to look.

On his palm, one of the six scarlet vertical lines had disappeared.

Two days had already passed.

Five days left.

He really didn’t know how strong Skinner was now.

He could only run forward with all his might, striving to improve his strength as soon as possible.

He must surpass him!

Shen Ye stood up, placed his hand on the bedroom door, and stepped in.

Battlefield secret passage.

“What now? Go get the Prince’s key?”

Big Skeleton asked.

“No… We’ll go ourselves, not in his way,” Shen Ye said.

“Alright, I know a hidden undead teleportation array; perhaps humans haven’t discovered it,” Big Skeleton said.

“No need for a teleportation array,” Shen Ye said.

“Are we walking there? That’s really far, it’ll take days and nights,” Big Skeleton said.

“Do you undead have any more normal ways of travel — like a mode of transport that everyone can take?” Shen Ye asked.

“Ghost train,” Big Skeleton blurted out, then continued: “We need to get to the border town of the Undead Empire before 12:30, where there’s a ghost train that goes straight to Evernight City.”

“Let’s go,” Shen Ye said.

He left the secret passage and walked out of the human barracks.

Along the way, many people recognized him, and some even led a horse for him.

Shen Ye thanked the person.

“No need to thank me, everyone is working for the Prince.”

The warrior whispered, and at the same time, raised his hand and made a “love you” gesture.

Understood.

It was a friend from the Shadow Brotherhood assassins!

“The shadows protect you and me.”

Shen Ye nodded his acknowledgment to the other party, also made a “love you” gesture, and then mounted his horse and left.

It wasn’t until the horse ran out of the human barracks that Big Skeleton couldn’t help but speak:

“Riding a horse is too slow, we might not make it.”

“That’s not for sure!”

Shen Ye rode to a secluded section of the road, straightened his body, soared into the night sky, quickly crossed the canal, traversed mountains and ridges, and flew towards the small town in the Undead Kingdom.

This saved a lot of time.

The only trouble was —

Although this flying technique was already excellent, it still consumed mental energy.

By the time he crossed the border, Shen Ye put on his cloak, disguised himself as a vampire, and gradually approached the border town —

He only had 1 point of mental energy left.

He had no choice but to use free attribute points to replenish the consumption, and continued to fly for a while, finally landing in the small town.

“Why are they all zombies?”

Shen Ye looked around and asked.

This undead town wasn’t particularly special; it just had a lot of zombies, but they were all polite and didn’t seem like they wanted to bite.

One zombie accidentally bumped into him, then immediately apologized.

Tsk.

A civilized city!

“It’s a small place, so there are more living corpses and not many high-level undead species,” Big Skeleton explained.

“You need a ticket to ride the train, right?”

“Buy tickets on board,” Big Skeleton said.

“Then let’s go.”

Shen Ye quickly found the train station.

It was called a train station, but it was actually just an empty field.

There were no buildings or staff related to a train station at all.

Time soon arrived.

A whistle sounded in the distance.

Shen Ye looked up and saw a pale blue, blurry, semi-transparent train approaching from afar, slowly stopping in the open field, emitting waves of cold air around it.

A ghost train!

Looking closely, only on the ground where the train stopped could tracks be vaguely seen.

Werewolves, zombies, skeletons, and specters who had been waiting nearby swarmed forward, pushing their way onto the train.

Shen Ye looked back and forth, then asked, “Why aren’t people crowding into those carriages over there?”

“Those are business class carriages, they’re expensive, twelve bone coins for one seat,” Big Skeleton said.

“What about non-business carriages?”

“Three bone coins.”

Shen Ye nodded.

— The world is interconnected.

He passed through the crowd and walked directly to a carriage near the front of the train.

“Hello, eighteen bone coins.”

A uniformed blonde beauty stood at the carriage door, smiling at him.

“I remember it was twelve bone coins,” Shen Ye mused.

“You have the aura of a soul fire on you — you brought a child, didn’t you? Children are half price,” the blonde beauty said in a tone that revealed her understanding of his thoughts yet was respectful and polite.

“Ah, how impressive, I indeed have a restless child with me.”

Shen Ye paid the bone coins.

The blonde beauty smiled at him, revealing the dark runes on her face.

— This was a Night魅 Ghost of the Shadow race!

It was said that this race had exceptionally strong perception and could make a living in any line of work.

The business class carriage was indeed spacious and bright, and there were very few passengers.

Shen Ye found a window seat and sat down.

“I was observing the surroundings and was accidentally caught by her aura, so she felt like it was a child, but it’s not me,” Big Skeleton explained.

“Got it, kid,” Shen Ye said.

At this moment, the train slowly started moving.

— In fact, aside from the somewhat peculiar way it appeared, the train itself wasn’t much different from a human train.

Until the boxed meals were served—

A skeleton lady sitting diagonally in front of Shen Ye received a whole box of fresh bones.

On the cover of the package were several phosphorus-glowing characters:

“Hell-level spicy.”

Sichuanese?

Shen Ye muttered softly, but then saw a charming and beautiful zombie girl walk through the carriage, come before him, and bow slightly:

“Would you like to dine?”

The girl asked timidly, pulling down her collar to reveal her smooth, fair neck.

No, what are you doing?

— Is this how you test cadres?

Oh…

He remembered, he was a vampire now.

“I’m not hungry.”

Shen Ye said with a cold expression.

“It’s fine, you’re so handsome, I won’t charge you,” the girl said shyly.

Shen Ye was slightly stunned.

He could get a free meal like this?

As soon as he thought this, a line of faint text appeared:

“Descriptor: The Freeloader has been automatically activated.”

“Description: When you first enter a store for a consumption act, you don’t have to pay, and no one will trouble you.”

“Can be used again after one day.”

“—Brother Ye is awesome! I’m Peiqi, roaming the jianghu!”

Shen Ye was speechless, waving his hand at the girl and saying:

“No, really, thank you.”

The girl looked a little downcast, bowed slightly again, and then left.

“Feilun, why don’t you come out and take the train yourself? I’m not quite used to your undead dietary habits.”

Shen Ye said silently.

“I can’t, what if I show up? I’m wanted nationwide!” Big Skeleton said with a helpless tone.

The scenery outside the window constantly receded.

The broadcast then sounded:

“Attention! We will be crossing the first layer of hell in five minutes, so the windows must be closed. We ask for the understanding of all passengers.”

Shen Ye’s expression hardened.

Aren’t we going to hell?

If he could go directly via this train—

He couldn’t help but ask in a low voice:

“Hey, this train can travel through hell!”

“Yes, I heard it’s to take a shortcut — the big boss on the first layer of hell has shares, so it’s allowed, but the ghost train can only run in specific locations on the first layer, and there are many hell guards outside, so don’t get any good ideas,” Big Skeleton explained.

“But why close the windows?” Shen Ye asked again.

“I’ve never ridden it either, but it’s said that some undead are afraid of ghosts, and if too many ghosts float in and cause a disturbance, it wouldn’t be good for the train’s normal operation,” Big Skeleton said.

“Are the undead afraid of ghosts too?” he asked curiously.

“Why wouldn’t they be afraid?” Big Skeleton answered even more curiously.

“You’re already undead, and you’re still afraid of hell’s ghosts?” Shen Ye became even more puzzled.

“Then you humans have nightlife every day, aren’t some people still afraid of the dark?” Big Skeleton was even more bewildered.

This logic…

It was convincing.

Shen Ye shook his head, unsure what to say.

Forget it.

Rest for a while, and discuss it when they arrive.

The carriage door opened.

The blonde beauty from before wheeled a small cart in.

“Fresh organs—”

“Brains, kidneys, stewed intestines, get them now!”

She shouted as she walked.

The cart slowly rolled past Shen Ye.

“Are you scared? Should we just teleport to Evernight City another day?” Big Skeleton asked cautiously.

“It’s fine, I’ve seen scenes like this too many times,” Shen Ye said calmly.

— It’s just that the things being sold are a bit different.

The windows closed automatically.

The broadcast sounded again:

“Greetings, passengers.”

“We will now begin identity checks. This is in response to Evernight City’s policy to ensure travel safety.”

“Your comfort is our reassurance; maintaining public order is the responsibility of every undead.”

Shen Ye only then became worried.

“Hey, what about the identity issue?” he asked.

Big Skeleton said in a deep voice, “Don’t worry, my years as a battlefield quartermaster weren’t for nothing—”

Shen Ye interrupted him, saying, “Last time there was a boy in Rhine County who miraculously survived; this time, please don’t be so high-profile again, I’m begging you.”

“You’re picky now,” Big Skeleton said unhappily. “That was an entire county of people who died to cover your identity; now you can’t even get that kind of identity.”

“Sigh, I just hope you’ll be more practical and not go for those overly high-profile identities,” Shen Ye said.

“Don’t worry, buddy, this time I’ll set you up with something good,” Big Skeleton said.

*Clang.*

A soldier’s dog tag appeared on the table, with a line of undead script engraved on it:

“? Baxter.”