Train Survival: I Can Evolve Everything!

Should I agree?

To be honest, he didn't really have any reason or need to refuse.

Although he was already a member of the Imperial Sequence Organization, that didn't mean he had to cling to just one tree.

Still, Ye Qiyan wanted to put up a little resistance.

"I already have a guild."

"Doesn't matter. You're not limited to just one faction. If you don't want to tell me its name, I'll help you quit. If those people aren't willing, I'll go have a little talk with them."

Hearing Zhao Xi's words, he silently pictured Shaya and Zhao Xi pulling each other's hair in his mind.

While it would probably be quite amusing... better not. He really didn't want to get caught in the crossfire between two women's fights.

Dismissing the thought, Ye Qiyan looked up and met Zhao Xi's gaze.

Zhao Xi poked her own cheek, smiling lightly as she swung her leather-booted legs.

"You're right. It's precisely because the Hunt-Patrol Mech-Dragon is with you. I don't care what you do, nor what you become. I just need you—the one who possesses the Hunt-Patrol Mech-Dragon—to join my Tribunal. No, more accurately, to join me."

"Why?"

"That dragon is more special than you realize."

Zhao Xi patted her modest chest.

"Don't worry, I won't try to steal it—because I can't anyway. I won't interfere with whatever you want to do either. I won't even publicize your Tribunal identity. Whether you join some guild or whatever faction, I just want you to help me with one thing in the future. Satisfied with that answer?"

Ye Qiyan didn't press further because he knew perfectly well that asking more wouldn't yield additional answers.

What she wanted was the Hunt-Patrol Mech-Dragon. In exchange for a Tribunal identity, she asked for help that he could completely ignore or even refuse—not a bad deal at all.

"I can't guarantee I'll actually be able to help you."

"That's fine."

"Then, should I address you as Grand Judge now?"

"Heh, no need. It's not like you're actually coming to work at the Tribunal. Hmm~ just call me Zhao Xi. I don't mind."

Ye Qiyan returned to the train, maintaining the pretense that the system was still inside, pressed the correct option, and updated the faction line in his personal information panel.

【Faction: Imperial Sequence Organization/Suoluo City Tribunal】

When he stepped out of the train, Zhao Xi had already run over to Zhao Lin who was hiding in the corner.

Despite being shorter, she kept pinching and rubbing Zhao Lin's cheeks.

"You have such a strange scent on you—makes me want to stay away, yet also makes me want to get closer. Hey, Ye Qiyan, let your little girlfriend join my Tribunal too."

"We're friends, not that kind of relationship."

Ye Qiyan felt he needed to clarify. Actually, if he had to be precise, they weren't even really friends—just that "transactional relationship" didn't sound as nice.

"Doesn't matter. She listens to you anyway."

After giving Zhao Lin's cheeks another pinch, she jumped onto the train roof before Ye Qiyan could approach. Clearly she was well aware of her height disadvantage—staying on the ground wouldn't project much authority.

Though truth be told, Ye Qiyan hadn't sensed any Grand Judge authority from Zhao Xi during their entire interaction anyway.

Zhao Lin, who had been crouching on the ground, cautiously looked up. Seeing Ye Qiyan approach, she instinctively grabbed his sleeve.

"Brother Qiyan, should I... should I agree?"

"Up to you."

"Then..."

She took out the Japanese-style flip phone she'd gotten from Shangguan Yingxue and pressed the "Yes" option.

Zhao Xi, sitting on the roof, pulled out two different medals and tossed them over.

"Take these."

【Medal of Judgment】

【An identity medal representing a Third-Level Judge of Suoluo City Tribunal. Possessing this allows entry to upper districts of any city to purchase Level 4 and above items】

【Medal of Judgment】

【An identity medal representing a First-Level Judicial Officer of Suoluo City Tribunal】

The two medals were quite different. The one in Ye Qiyan's hand was more exquisite, featuring an inverted spiral sword pattern, while Zhao Lin's was simply a bullet.

"These are the Tribunal identity medals. Wear them and others will know you're from the Tribunal. Those hounds in other cities won't give you trouble."

Zhao Xi shifted to a more comfortable position, yawning as if somewhat tired.

"Really, saying so much at once is so exhausting..."

She reached into her personal space and pulled out a constantly ringing phone.

Pressing the answer button, a woman's voice immediately burst from the other end.

"Grand Judge! The Imperial Sequence Organization members have attacked the Hall of Order!"

"Oh, that Menrojina has already been driven away by me."

"It's not her!"

"Huh? Impossible. I only detected one Terror member's scent in the city. I remember their mental signatures quite clearly."

"It's true! War, Astrology, and... and Divine Dragon! They've already broken in and will soon reach the altar where Order is kept!"

"Oh, then hold them off. Don't let them reach the altar."

"Zhao Xi! The higher-ups made you Grand Judge precisely to protect Order! Come back quickly, we simply can't—"

"Shut up! So annoying!"

The voice on the other end abruptly cut off.

"G-Grand Judge..."

Zhao Xi's expression turned several degrees colder.

"I'm busy. Don't bother me."

With a crisp sound, the phone shattered into pieces.

Zhao Xi shifted to an even more comfortable position, looking at Ye Qiyan with her expression returning to its previous state.

Those azure blue eyes flickered with unclear meaning.

Apparently, she wasn't in any hurry to return.

Order, altar.

Ye Qiyan understood clearly—this was the Imperial Sequence Organization members seizing that Order card that affected Suoluo City.

But he also understood.

This wasn't the real objective.

According to Menrojina's explanation.

This event belonging to the Imperial Sequence Organization was meant to release something sealed beneath Suoluo City.

The current attack on the upper levels to seize that Order card was probably just a diversion to draw attention away from breaking the seal.

Come to think of it, wasn't what he was doing now also a form of drawing attention?

That charlatan Zhu Xingshu called him to this city—was it precisely for this moment?

"Aren't you concerned about not returning?"

"Doesn't matter. Losing that card would be better—save me from hearing all that nonsense about sloth and order buzzing in my ears every day. Such a pain."

Zhao Xi snorted discontentedly twice, then turned her gaze to Ye Qiyan's face.

"Remember, contact me whenever you encounter any issues related to the Hunt-Patrol Mech-Dragon. I'll help you solve them."

Jumping down from the train roof, Zhao Xi walked away without looking back, leaving one final sentence before departing.

"Next time you want maintenance, don't come to this kind of place anymore. You probably didn't know, but I detected the scent of that woman who confronted me in the air within this space. The one who deceived you—it must have been her."

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!