Armed Train in the Apocalypse

Scattered around the tables eating, just like ordinary diners.

"Hello, table for two?"

A young waiter quickly came forward, with two long ears over half a meter folded on each side, hanging down to the shoulders, with a face that was both cute and pure.

The owner standing behind the counter was even more of a mature woman, like an overflowing peach.

"Xiaolin, table for two, ha."

Huayang emerged from beside them, speaking familiarly.

Su Huan cast a chilly glance over, "You know them?"

Huayang replied matter-of-factly, "My cousin, we grew up together, wouldn’t I know her well?"

Su Huan’s eyelid twitched slightly, looking toward the mature woman behind the counter, "Not also your relative, is she?"

"This one isn’t; she is a higher-up at the Iron Pine Forest Camp." Huayang began introducing people one by one under Su Huan’s gaze.

"Over there sits my cousin, next to her in the camisole is my sister-in-law, across the table is the third daughter of the Mine City boss, and her mom..."

Huayang turned his head, his expression no longer smarmy but an extremely natural, faint smile, "Bro, here, and even on this street, you can do anything. No matter what you do, they’ll feel it’s appropriate."

With Huayang’s meaningful introductions, the women in front showed no change in their expressions.

As if their conversation was being shielded by some entity.

...

The current scene was transmitted to the panoramic screen at the front of the train.

Glasses had long sensed something was off and had called Director Xu and the others in advance.

Everyone witnessed the full process of entering this street, and after Huayang spoke, everyone was stunned.

"Boom!"

"Rescue, immediate rescue, damn it, didn’t the conductor risk getting blown to bits overnight?!"

He Jie slapped the table hard, his face flushed and veins bulging in his neck.

The Officer Corps seeing the conductor "caught in a trap," were one by one outraged and increasingly agitated.

"This isn’t a restaurant; this is clearly a trap for Su Huan, a bone-consuming pit!"

The most straightforward Vice President Deng shouted coldly.

Professor Ma sighed deeply, "A hero can’t resist a beauty; they’re trying to drown the conductor in a honey trap..."

Seeing the atmosphere wasn’t right, the Officer Corps immediately quieted down, their noses turned toward their mouths, their mouths toward their hearts.

Those standing here are seasoned enough with society’s ways; who couldn’t see this was a pit?

Black Kite, Deep Blue Data, they’ve already taught others with blood and tears that they can’t beat the train by force, so they play softly, giving whatever is wanted, with no demands.

Everyone knows what they want to do, but no one can stop them.

This is a soft knife, and He Jie can only joke about it; if the conductor is tempted, he doesn’t dare to truly drag Su Huan back.

Eyes wandered among the most senior few elders.

Before the apocalypse, they were high-ranking, surely more experienced than the rest.

But Director Xu seemed to be in a daze, having not said a word from start to finish, his gaze instead falling on Professor Ma.

Professor Ma appeared slightly puzzled, "Chengxi?"

Director Xu shook his head, "Nothing, I’ll go back to my research."

Ignoring the others, he turned and went back to his lab.

As for the conductor falling into the trap, it wasn’t something he cared about; no one knows Su Huan’s current state better, someone who can peel open their belly for surgery without anesthetics, would they be seduced by women?

What a joke, how can you use normal standards to treat such a perverted one?

Really gentle for too long, subconsciously treating the conductor as human.

In the corner, Luo Jingyi felt bored and quietly retreated, wondering what the big deal was; the situations he faced in Eagle back in his young days were much larger.

Rather commonplace.

Only these old antiques domestically treat it like a catastrophe.

Young people, after playing with the threshold for a while, it’ll be fine.

"Hey, don’t tell Yu Yue about this, she’s currently..."

Professor Ma rarely spoke up.

Everyone instantly understood.

He Jie turned to Zhou Qing again, who calmly said, "Yu Jing is busy with her own matters lately, so she won’t know."

On the other side, Su Huan looked at the group of lively girls in front of him, and understood.

Inside the large forces, they are no different from the wilderness.

They too "eat people," just packaged more attractively.

Aside from a minimal few, who truly escaped this apocalypse?

Su Huan suddenly missed Shu Wei.

If she were here, just her cold demeanor would likely put these people to shame, wouldn’t it?

Now he was left alone, isolated, even his aura was suppressed.

"Anything goes, right?"

Su Huan asked.

"Of course."

Before Huayang finished his sentence, Su Huan’s hands were already touching the soft bunny ears of the waitress in front.

Differing slightly from Tan Yunxi’s sturdy feel, the ends were cool, like deer hide, and a bit downward became scalding hot.

The woman behind the counter smiled lightly, fiddling with the cup in her hand, her expression growing more seductive.

But the girl under Su Huan’s hand felt something amiss, sensing her ears being kneaded into a strange shape.

"Look how pretty this is."

Su Huan adjusted his creation; the girl wanted to touch but dared not.

Beside them, Huayang was both amused and helpless, as Su Huan tied his cousin’s long ears into a knot, leaving half the ear tip sticking out like an upright middle finger, comical yet funny.

The girl was mesmerized by the conductor’s smile.

Her eyes were long and narrow, carrying grace in her smile that even women envied, with the wicked curve of lips captivating hearts.

’So pretty...’

Just as this thought arose, the man before her turned and headed for the door.

The woman froze slightly, instinctively looking beside at Huayang, his eyes briefly flashing surprise, shaking his head, and quickly moving to catch up.

Once outside, the conductor’s tall figure stood at the door, his shoulder unmoving, turning his head to look at him.

Black eyes like deep, swirling tides instantly swallowed him.

Sinking infinitely in the world devoid of light and sound, every second immense pressure exerted from all directions nearly crushed him, but he couldn’t do anything.

He could only sense the huge unknown gradually consuming him, indescribable fear quickly shattered his sanity.

He felt as if he had died.

"In light of our prior transaction, this is the last time I allow you to board people on the train, but not in this manner."

The cold voice fell on Huayang’s ears like divine music.

His pupils trembled violently, then his body suddenly arched, his hands grasping his throat as he coughed fiercely, desperate to cough out his lungs.

A hand fell on his shoulder, the mysteriously alluring face moved to his front.

"And, what should you call me?"

Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, the word stuck in his throat unable to come out, Huayang opened his mouth, struggling to say, "Con... Conductor."

Su Huan patted his shoulder satisfyingly, "Not stupid, don’t get it wrong again in the future, I’m very quick to flip."

"Alright, any later and the food will be cold."

Su Huan returned to a peaceful state, like the terrifying apparitions were mere illusions in passing glimpses.

Only Huayang’s eyes held irrepressible terror, starkly vivid.

When Su Huan arrived, it was still a grand feast, various foods rarely seen in the wilderness piled in corners, unheard-of delicacies spread across the tables.

Champagne towered, meats mounted, with elegantly dressed dignitaries filling every seat.

Su Huan’s arrival was like a spot of ink, painting a bleak and deadly atmosphere into the hall’s music and merriment.

Looking at the many high-ranking officials approaching, Su Huan lost even the interest in politeness, slightly releasing his aura, causing the retreat of men and women who had gathered, faces filled with terror.

As if greeting not a person, but a terrifying monster with fangs and claws.

Su Huan, hands in pockets, walked down the path the crowd opened, and in the entire hall, only his crisp footsteps echoed.

Until seated across from Hua Junyan, looking at the cultured man with a glass of wine.

The conductor said lightly, "Skip this boring overture, let me see what climax you have prepared."

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