Just as she was about to report, her gaze paused slightly when it fell on Bai Cheng.

Bai Cheng's hair was damp and matted against her temples, her cheeks still flushed and sweaty from her breakthrough, and her clothes clung to her body, revealing the exhaustion and weakness after the release of power.

Yu Nian quickly composed herself, as if she hadn't noticed her disheveled state, and simply said in a deep voice, "The train was forced to enter the station just now, but the Platform situation... isn't right."

Bai Cheng was startled by the news, suppressed the urge to rush to the shower room, and abruptly turned her head to look out the window.

At that sight, her pupils suddenly constricted.

Outside the window was not ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) the dilapidated Platform or tunnel wall she had expected, but a deep, boundless, and eerily sparse starlit space.

The train seemed to be suspended in the void, silently gliding forward, with no tracks on either side, no sky above or ground below, only a few dark, twisted ribbons of light, like auroras, occasionally sweeping past in the distance.

The vastness of this space was unsettling; looking forward, there was only an endless darkness, and the starlight was like frozen dust, still and cold.

Moreover, not far to the side, Liu San and Ye Liangchen's train was also running parallel to theirs.

Through the window of their carriage, she could clearly see Liu San standing in front of the cockpit, his hands on the control panel, his brows tightly furrowed, his usual playful expression completely gone, replaced by solemnity;

And on the other train, Ye Liangchen stood by the window with his arms crossed, his face ashen, his gaze fixed on the same void outside the window, his lips pressed into a rigid line.

The three trains, like three lost boats, were in this eerie space, separated by only a hundred meters, yet seemingly fixed on eternal parallel tracks by an invisible force, with no one knowing where the destination was.

Bai Cheng could even see Liu San turn his head and exchange a glance with her across the void; he shook his head and made a gesture indicating "no communication."

Ye Liangchen also glanced over, and in their shared gaze, there was only mutual vigilance and confusion.

"We've tried all communication methods, including trying to reach the Outpost City, but all have failed."

Yu Nian's voice, lowered a few octaves, sounded behind her,

"Since entering this space, the train's power system seems to be slowly drained by some force; now it's just gliding by inertia.

What's more troublesome is... all coordinate perceptions pointing to the outside world have disappeared, and even the concept of 'direction' seems to be swallowed up here."

Bai Cheng withdrew her gaze, the nascent King-level Spiritual Power within her slowly circulating, attempting to perceive her surroundings.

But as her spiritual power extended out the window, it was like a mud ox entering the sea, only touching an empty "nothingness."

This space was not pure darkness, but a more unsettling "existential lack."

There was no energy flow, no rule fluctuations, and even the sense of time passing became ambiguous.

Cold sweat once again trickled down her forehead, but it was no longer the burning heat of her breakthrough, but a chill from the bottom of her heart.

She looked down at her still soiled clothes, then at the eternal void outside the window and the parallel companion train, finally taking a deep breath and forcibly suppressing the thought of bathing.

"It's those Survivors from the Special Channel playing tricks," Leng Ningxue frowned.

As for what they wanted to do, no one knew.

Bai Cheng silently looked at the detection console; the map showed everything was normal, and even this scene at the moment showed no signs of abnormality.

Looking at the screen again, everything was as usual... just as she was thinking this, a message suddenly popped up on the screen.

【Warning! Warning! An anomaly has occurred inside #8 Platform, emergency repairs are being attempted!】

【Estimated waiting time: 4 hours...】

Seeing this, the three exchanged glances, all with expressions that were not unexpected yet seemed to be within expectations.

Given the current situation, it would be strange if there were no problems inside the Platform!

"Speaking of which, isn't #1 Channel itself subject to the system? How could they cause problems with the Platform?" Leng Ningxue expressed her confusion.

"Who knows?" Yu Nian shrugged. "But we still have to wait four hours!"

Bai Cheng also looked out the window upon hearing this; in her spiritual perception, the surroundings were all void, with absolutely nothing there.

And the train was in a completely stopped state, being pushed by this energy, drifting with the current.

Considering this, there shouldn't be any danger here.

Thinking this, and looking at her dirty clothes and body, she still decided to take a shower first.

Then, Bai Cheng said nothing, quietly turned and went upstairs.

Yu Nian secretly looked back from the side, a sly smile involuntarily appearing at the corner of her mouth.

"Hehehe, Xiao Cheng, I'm coming~"

...Bai Cheng, dragging her weak body, entered the shower room, and warm water streamed down.

She tilted her face up, letting the water wash away the lingering sweat and stickiness from her breakthrough.

In the misty steam, her taut nerves relaxed slightly.

Just then, the shower room door was gently pushed open a crack.

Yu Nian slipped in sideways, closed the door behind her, looking as self-assured as if it were perfectly natural.

"Nothing's happening outside for now, and I thought you might need some help," she said calmly, her gaze subtly sweeping over Bai Cheng's wet shoulders and neck.

Bai Cheng stiffened slightly, but exhaustion and a sense of familiarity prevented her from immediately objecting.

Yu Nian naturally picked up the shower gel nearby, squeezed some into her palm, and rubbed her hands together to create lather.

"Turn around," her voice was a little softer than usual.

Bai Cheng hesitated for a moment, then turned her back.

Warm, foamy palms pressed against her back, kneading her tense muscles with moderate strength.

Water flowed down the grooves of her spine, washing away the foam, revealing smooth skin where faint golden patterns, formed by overflowing energy during her breakthrough, were still subtly visible, slowly fading.

Yu Nian's fingertips inadvertently brushed a sensitive spot below her shoulder blade, and Bai Cheng shivered slightly, instinctively shrinking forward.

"Don't move," Yu Nian's voice was close to her ear, her breath brushing her damp hair, "It's not clean yet."

Her hand slowly moved down Bai Cheng's spine, pausing at her waist, where a slight stiffness from previous spasms still lingered.

She pressed with her fingertips slightly, helping to relax the muscles, her movements restrained and focused, as if she were truly just assisting with cleaning.

Bai Cheng closed her eyes, the sound of the water masking her slightly hurried breathing.

She could feel Yu Nian's fingertips occasionally brushing her side or under her ribs, bringing a subtle, indescribable tingle, but each touch was fleeting, staying within the appropriate boundaries.

In the misty air, neither of them spoke again, only the sound of water and the faint, distinct warmth of another person permeating the damp air.

"The front..." Just as Yu Nian spoke, Bai Cheng quickly turned around, taking the shower gel from her hand, "I'll do it myself."

Her cheeks were flushed from the heat, and her gaze drifted to the side.