From his third resurrection onward, Shen Yan completely abandoned the idea of being a "good person."
He began obeying the town's unspoken rules.
He learned to pour water for the quietest person at the diner table, to kneel in silent prayer beside the blind priest in the church, and to mock himself with "I talk too much" before anyone else could accuse him of it.
This wasn't him.
But he understood now—
In this place, "not being yourself" was a survival skill.
His ability, Vision Feedback, gradually leveled up.
What began as sensing vague emotional fluctuations evolved—
By Day Seven, he could already read specific entries:
> [Waitress]'s feelings toward you: Trust (32%) / Fear (18%) / Disgust (0%)
[Fat Townsperson]'s feelings toward you: Suspicion (58%) / Jealousy (17%) / Fear (11%)
He felt like he was walking on the surface of a lake—
Even a ripple could drown him.
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On the seventh night, the townspeople held a gathering—
The so-called "Trust Vote."
"We vote," the fat man began,
"on who's most likely to bring the Train down on us."
"I say it's that old drifter."
"Really? He seems pretty normal now."
Shen Yan lowered his head and said nothing.
But he knew—he was one of the candidates.
Then, the waitress suddenly spoke:
"I propose… we don't vote tonight.
Let the Mirror decide."
Silence fell instantly.
The Mirror—the forbidden place beneath the church in the center of town.
There, a Cognitive Mirror was said to reside.
Legend had it:
If you stood before it in silence, it would see through your lies.
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On the eighth night, Shen Yan stood before the mirror.
But it did not reflect him.
Instead, he saw a town crushed entirely beneath a train.
Ruins. Blood. Steel tracks spiraling through the town center.
He saw the future.
In that moment, the mirror spoke:
> "This man… will bring ruin to the town."
The seventh chime of the bell echoed.
And Shen Yan died, for the third time.