Train Survival: I Can Evolve Everything!

Red lightning danced across the sky like a brush wildly painting graffiti.

Red Tears knelt beside Ye Qiyan, holding her long sword in her arms.

A single tear welled in the corner of her eye.

As this tear traced down her cheek.

This scorching city of fog welcomed a rain filled with sorrow.

Ye Qiyan stood on the train roof, with Lisette quietly standing beside him holding a black umbrella.

The Storm Eye Stone lay peacefully in his palm.

As strands of mental energy were injected into it.

It slowly began to levitate.

Barrier—activated.

The storm expanded outward!

The thick fog was being driven away.

The people still alive looked up at the sky.

The mist that had obscured their vision gradually disappeared, revealing red thunderclouds above.

That was the sky.

Even if gloomy, it was a sight the people living in this city hadn't seen for many years.

The rain grew heavier.

On people's faces, it was impossible to distinguish tears from rainwater.

Pain, sorrow...

Under Red Tears' influence, people's disgust for the previous steam war resurfaced in their hearts.

This might not change anything, and Ye Qiyan didn't care whether it could change anything.

He only cared about one thing.

[/Station Objective Achieved (Completed)/]

The second option to leave the station had already been achieved.

Before his eyes, the system's Light Screen quietly appeared.

[Hidden Mission: Here, Humanity Sees the Sky Again.]

[Mission Content: Disperse the thick fog, allowing this city to see the colors of the sky again (Duration: Over 1 hour)]

[Mission Reward: Random (Level 8) Steam Machinery Random Exchange Ticket ×1]

[Wishing You Continued Progress]

The moment the system's Light Screen appeared, it meant only one thing remained for Ye Qiyan at this station.

Waiting for WALL-E.

He sat on the train roof, expanding the Storm Eye Stone's barrier to cover nearly the entire city, consuming almost 200 points of mental energy.

If not for his already unusual mental recovery speed doubling again after taking the Magic Potion, maintaining it for a full day would have been truly difficult.

One day, when the sky no longer had rain.

Clear sunlight shone upon this land again after many years.

One day, the light sticker attached to WALL-E was finally pressed.

The Judge's ability [Arrest] activated.

The small robot appeared before him.

"Welcome back~"

He stroked WALL-E's metal head.

Part of the Void Electric Furnace's electricity was transferred to WALL-E.

The small robot's eyes curved happily as it lifted a rusty tool box over its head with its two mechanical claws.

This was the gift it brought back for its master.

[Level 8 Treasure Chest (Can Be Opened)]

A long-awaited treasure chest.

Ye Qiyan poked the small robot's head.

"Hey, thanks to you, otherwise I really don't know how lucky someone would need to be to find a treasure chest like this."

No, Ye Qiyan suddenly felt his luck wasn't that bad either.

Because he had obtained WALL-E early on, he didn't need to rely on luck to find these strangely shaped treasure chests.

Ye Qiyan wasn't in a hurry to open it.

Based on previous experience, using Sublimation on a Level 8 treasure chest would add a "Refined" prefix to it.

And the required consumption was exactly 200 points.

He didn't have that much right now.

"Time to leave."

An anchor point was left here.

Perhaps in this world called the Fog Nation, Obolun City was just the tip of the iceberg.

Perhaps one day, other Train Conductors would come here.

But that had nothing to do with him anymore.

"Speaking of which, I heard before that there's a place called the Clean Lands, now..."

He looked up at the sky.

The azure blue sky domain, without a trace of impurity.

"Clean" might be exactly like this.

The Storm Eye Stone floating above his palm was grasped again by Ye Qiyan.

The barrier's power gradually dissipated.

But the fog lurking outside the city would take considerable time to refill this city.

What choices the survivors in the city would make during this "clean" period was no longer his concern.

Train Conductors were not Saviors.

No matter what station it was, they were merely passersby.

Complete missions, collect resources.

Whether what remains is a mess or something else, that's just different survival methods for Train Conductors.

Time to leave.

The Raven demon carried the burlap sack, collecting the final batch of resources into the train.

After the storm barrier was activated, the Giant Sting Bees he had released to collect metal had returned to their hive.

The circling Goshawk and Demon Ravens landed on the locomotive section.

When everything was back on the train.

Ye Qiyan pressed the option to leave the station.

Boom—!

A clear steam whistle sound rang out, and all survivors in Obolun City heard this high-pitched sound echoing across the sky.

In that dilapidated two-story building, Nate stood on the rooftop, gazing in Ye Qiyan's direction.

"Thank you, great sir, I will remember you forever!"

The tracks extended forward, the train accelerated.

When the train passed into the void, outside the train windows was the familiar Wasteland.

Rumble—!

The Sunny Doll's weather forecast changed.

[Today's Weather: Heavy Rain]

[Tomorrow's Weather: Torrential Rain]

"Time-wise, two days? The flow ratio isn't much different from the arena."

Ye Qiyan sat by the train window as Lisette brought him a sweet coffee with milk and sugar.

"Sigh~"

"Rest for a while, then Sublimate what needs to be Sublimated first."

Continuing station adventures one after another, although he wasn't particularly tired, it was time to properly organize things.

Among the resources obtained in Obolun City, aside from basic metals and Mechanical Parts, the speed at which those steam prosthetics sold on the black market far exceeded Ye Qiyan's expectations.

Those prosthetics were basically all level one.

But the black market's recommended price for these level one prosthetics was as high as four Train Coins.

This price was already more expensive than many level 2 items.

Back then, the level 2 Desert Eagle he bought from Kimura Yujin was only four Train Coins.

But some level two prosthetics that could equip weapons and special items weren't particularly expensive, their price being only about six coins.

However, Ye Qiyan didn't put these prosthetics on the black market.

Their levels weren't high, so they could be traded on the ordinary Trading Platform.

This way, he could save that five percent black market service fee.

After a period of trading, these intact, brand-new steam mechanical prosthetics collected in Obolun City earned him a total of four hundred forty-eight Train Coins.

This was much more than he had imagined.

"Is this thing really that popular?"

Ye Qiyan was surprised by this, but if he thought about it carefully, for some low-level Train Conductors and natives working in cities, the cost of reattaching severed arms or legs would probably far exceed the price of buying a prosthetic.

Many Guild leaders, when dealing with numerous native workers, would never use healing abilities or medicines to help them. Instead, it would be better to get some prosthetics to let them continue working, thereby squeezing out the last value of a person.

With the warm Train Coins in hand, he could now buy the final option in the upgrade shop.

[Coordinates of a Demon Card (444 Train Coins)]

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