Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

Zhang Chunliang woke up from the darkness, and for a moment, he thought he was dead.

His body was covered with a layer of white frost, and his limbs were frozen stiff and unable to move. He was still alive, probably because of his chest - a small octopus spread out all its tentacles to protect his chest.

Its entire body was burned like a small fireball, and its entire silver-blue body turned red, which was completely contrary to the physiological structure of an octopus.

Zhang Chunliang coughed painfully, and a cloud of white mist came out of his mouth and nose.

He seemed to be trapped in an icy cave.

The little octopus had been burned so much that it was dizzy and dazed. Zhang Chunliang took it off his body and put it in his pocket.

He gritted his teeth, climbed onto the hard object next to him and stood up. He took a breath for a moment before activating his body.

He turned his head and met eyes with a hideous and terrifying face - the thing that helped him stand up was actually a person who turned into a popsicle!

Zhang Chunliang took a breath, coughed a few times, put his hand down, and looked around the ice cave.

——All people.

There were men and women, young and old, their expressions were frozen at the most terrified moment, and were ruthlessly wrapped by the solid layer of ice.

Among this pile of human-shaped popsicles, there were several broken shells of human-shaped ice cubes, and the people inside had disappeared.

Zhang Chunliang's brain was a little dull from the cold. After he recovered for a moment, he rummaged around in the broken ice and found some scattered documents and letters.

He took a quick look and found that the person in the photo on one of the ID cards was the strange conductor from yesterday.

He took a tired breath for a moment and put these things into his pocket.

Just then, he heard the sound of ice breaking behind him.

Zhang Chunliang slowly turned his head and saw a row of human-shaped popsicles "shedding their shells" behind him. Their stiff and twisted bodies slowly began to move. They reached out and pried open the ice, revealing a row of purple corpse faces.

The man who got out of the ice the fastest walked towards him in a crooked manner like a zombie in a movie.

As he approached, Zhang Chunliang felt a chill rising in his body. A layer of ice began to form on the soles of his feet and slowly condensed towards his body.

He moved his legs, but nothing happened; he was pinned to the ice.

The ugly and ferocious corpse walked over, stretched out its hands and firmly held Zhang Chunliang's body to prevent him from struggling.

Zhang Chunliang exhaled, and a silver light gradually appeared in his eyes.

He turned his head and looked at the corpse with cold eyes.

The corpse seemed to sense some kind of threat. It took a step back, suddenly opened its mouth, and a flesh-red tentacle stretched out of its mouth. Then its limbs turned into several tentacles, wriggling wildly on the ground.

Zhang Chunliang used his arm to hold back the tentacle that was about to wrap around him. Sharp silver nails quickly grew on his slender and powerful fingers, and he slid them diagonally, cutting off the thick tentacle at the root.

The broken tentacle bounced and struggled violently on the ground, as if unwilling to give up.

This action angered the other corpses that were shedding their shells. Their bodies made a creepy creaking sound, and in just a few breaths, their limbs all turned into wriggling tentacles, twisting on the ground and crawling towards Zhang Chunliang.

[Zizizizi...zizi...quickly, hold your breath! They, zizizi...they can't detect a human who is not breathing!]

Suddenly, a poorly connected broadcasting voice was heard in this ice cellar.

Zhang Chunliang felt familiar with the man who was speaking. He was the same man who had shouted at people not to believe the broadcast when the announcer was announcing the rules.

Zhang Chunliang took a deep breath and held his breath.

Sure enough, the tentacle people on the ground became stiff in their movements. They groped forward in confusion but did not find any enemy, so the tentacles gradually transformed into human limbs.

This process lasted about 40 seconds. Zhang Chunliang had been frozen for too long, his breathing was unstable, and he soon couldn't hold on any longer.

The corpse stood stiffly for a moment, then began to stagger towards the door.

They opened a heavy ice door, and outside was a void of darkness.

Several zombies walked out without hesitation.

[…Follow, follow them…someone will come…sizzle, someone will come to find you, don’t resist, come…come to find me]

Zhang Chunliang's eyes and nails had returned to normal. He slowly glanced around the ice room, struggled to break free from the shackles of the ice under his feet, and walked out the door.

Passing through the void of space was like penetrating a soft membrane covered with jelly. After a moment of dizziness, he was back on the train.

Zhang Chunliang quickly glanced around - he randomly appeared in an unfamiliar carriage. Under the astonished gaze of the passengers, he strode to the sink, turned on the faucet to fill it with water, and then put the little octopus in.

At that moment, he seemed to hear a "sizzling" sound, as if boiling hot charcoal was put into water and instantly extinguished.

The little octopus's tentacles flicked twice and slowly floated up. It stretched out its trembling tentacles and touched Zhang Chunliang's wrist.

"Don't worry about me." Zhang Chunliang caught its little tentacles with his palms, and said in a low voice, "...I was too reckless."

In his speculation, the strange train conductor was an NPC belonging to the friendly camp, so he boldly went to find their lair.

I just don’t know what rules he broke that caused these guys to suddenly riot.

The rules mentioned that if you encounter a train conductor with tentacles, you should use a sharp weapon to chop off the tentacles. Obviously, this is a wrong rule. Hurting a train conductor with tentacles will only make them angry and become extremely aggressive.

So it seems...the male voice on the radio is helping him.

Can he trust that person?

"Found it, he's here!" the female conductor in blue uniform shouted excitedly.

In an instant, a group of train attendants surrounded them.

"Sir, please come with us." The conductor asked politely, "Our conductor wants to see you."

Zhang Chunliang fished out the small octopus, wiped it clean carefully, and placed it on his arm.

"Lead the way."

……

The train continued to move forward endlessly without stopping for the entire day.

However, no passenger raised any questions. They chatted or rested on the train, and seemed to have completely forgotten why they got on the train.

Zhang Chunliang walked through the carriages and reached the driver's cab at the front of the train.

He knocked on the door politely.

"Come in." A tired voice sounded in the cab.

Zhang Chunliang pushed open the door. The cab was very spacious, with clean glass windows on all sides, making the cabin bright and comfortable.

A middle-aged man sat in the driver's seat. He adjusted his hat and slowly turned his chair to face Zhang Chunliang behind him.

"What an amazing young man." He spoke first, his tone gentle.

"What exactly happened on this train?" Zhang Chunliang didn't waste time talking to him and his tone was a little stiff.

Not eating for a long time made him a little impatient - it might also be because he had just used that power.

"It was about a month ago... I can't remember clearly." The conductor didn't care about Zhang Chunliang's rudeness. His face looked very bad and he tried hard to recall the terrible nightmare.