There's no need to make oneself uncomfortable.
After looking around, Colin found a seat without a "person" and sat down.
Because of the flame he carried, the "people" on the train wouldn't come near him, even if they changed seats. In fact, it was likely that the "people" nearby would soon move away to other places.
Before long...
"Ding, ding, ding—"
A series of urgent bell rings followed, the train doors closed, and it slowly started to move.
Watching the fog gradually thicken outside the window.
"Getting off at the fourth station, wonder how long it will take..."
Colin withdrew his gaze, spent several hundred dollars to summon a few "Money Slaves," then took out a candle made of "Flame Bearer's Grease," lit it, handed it to a "Money Slave," and told it to carry it to the train door, drip a few drops of the melted wax on the floor, then press the candle onto it before it solidified.
