Train Survival: I Can Evolve Everything!

Hanging Gardens, Judgement Department.

The usual peace was nowhere to be found here now.

The red alert light screens in the sky had thrown all members of the entire Judgement Department into a state of frantic activity.

"The Hanging Gardens' system has been invaded again!"

"Boss, we can't locate the intrusion node!"

"Communications with the prison have also been severed! Warden Marcus has deleted all our Train friends!"

"The prisoners in that jail have all escaped! They are causing destruction in various districts of the Hanging Gardens! Not only that, several guilds within the city have also rebelled!"

Chai Ming sat in the main seat, his gaze icy cold as he stared at the pink-haired Mayor of the Hanging Gardens, Han Qi, who was beside him.

"You did this."

"That's a huge misunderstanding. I've been trapped here by you the whole time, with this collar~ You'd even know if I used the system chat."

"You can check the records. See if I have used the train system at all."

The smile hanging on Han Qi's face was anything but fake.

It seemed to mock Chai Ming's incompetence.

"Or perhaps~ our esteemed Minister of the Judgement Department is already at his wit's end facing this situation? Can only shift the blame onto a powerless ordinary person like me?"

Chai Ming did not speak, nor did he show anger. He simply grabbed Han Qi by the neck and, while the other wore a smile that seemed completely devoid of pain, spoke in a cold voice:

"If your death wouldn't cause some problems for the Hanging Gardens, I would have killed you long ago."

"Yes, yes, yes~ Minister Chai Ming. If not, if yes, if if~ So many ifs~"

"Heh, you were clearly a god of slaughter before becoming the Minister of the Judgement Department. But now, to protect the Hanging Gardens, you won't kill this one, you won't kill that one~ Don't you find it suffocating?"

Chai Ming threw Han Qi to the ground. As he tried to get up, Chai Ming stepped on his abdomen, leaning forward, his eyes filled with undisguised killing intent.

But...

It was only killing intent.

"This is my city. It stopped belonging to you long ago. No matter what, I will keep this city safe and sound. Even if... it means abiding by those boring rules."

His foot stomped down.

Han Qi spat out a mouthful of blood and was kicked flying to the side.

Patting the bloodstains off his white suit, Chai Ming casually summoned the train system light screen. Looking at the names on his Friends List, he hesitated slightly.

He still enabled Time Flow Synchronization and call permissions for one of them.

Fan Huo: ["...You don't want me to go to the Hanging Gardens to help you fight a war, do you?"]

["How did you know?"]

Within the Wasteland.

Fan Huo's Train was parked here.

Listening to the reply coming through, he silently glanced to the side, at the ongoing conversation in the friend dialog box he had labeled 【Charlatan Boss】.

["Go to the Hanging Gardens~ There are already, hmm... five Emperor's Order people there. Counting you, that makes six."]

["Can't you find someone else? What about Lin You?"]

["(ˉ▽￣～) Pfft~~ That dragon-sexual recently entered a fantasy world and is dating a little female dragon. He doesn't even pay attention to me."]

["Not going."]

["Oh~ That's fine. Hehe, you'll go."]

["?"]

Fan Huo finished a cigar, dense smoke dispersing around him.

After a long silence.

To Chai Ming on the other end of the call, he only answered with one word.

"Okay."

Hanging Gardens, Olin's Pet Arena.

Abukado member Barr, carrying her scythe, was walking here.

Behind her, the ground was littered with corpses.

"I'm saying, Olin, you built this arena, made a lot of money, right? Hurry up and give this old lady some Train Coins! I need to cultivate a new centipede!"

The man she called Olin pinched his mustache, elegantly swirling a glass of red wine.

"Ms. Barr, what does your centipede have to do with me? Earn it yourself. Unless... you want your post-upgrade options to turn into a pile of junk?"

"Tch, I'm just saying. Your way of making money, this old lady doesn't even want it."

"I provide a large amount of funding for Abukado, and in your mouth, it's 'not wanted' again."

"Just not wanted. Once we take the Hanging Gardens, won't we be able to take as much as we want? You know how much effort it takes to launder these system-unrecognized Train Coins into ones that don't affect upgrade options, don't you?"

Barr, carrying her scythe, limped over and sat opposite him, looking up at the sky.

Looking at that massive prison, a ferocious smile appeared on her face.

"Those trash in the Hanging Gardens probably never imagined that Marcus is one of the founders of our Abukado. The trash in the Judgement Department must be running around like headless chickens right now, hahaha."

Olin glanced at her.

"The Judgement Department is not a concern. To obtain this city, we have spent considerable time planning. Many guilds in this city even support us."

"However..."

He hesitated slightly.

"I didn't expect Emperor's Order people to be here. I deliberately waited until they had taken the Order Card from here before starting the operation. Why would those mentally ill Card Sequence holders appear here at this time?"

Barr curled her lip dismissively.

"Emperor's Order is just Emperor's Order. Once this old lady sees that whatever Angel again, I'll kill her on the spot!"

"You?"

"What? Can't I?"

"Heh... If that madwoman was really that easy to kill, back then we wouldn't have needed to... Forget it. You do your thing. I... will take my leave first."

Olin downed the red wine in his glass in one gulp.

Beside him, a black-purple Train opened its door.

He boarded the Train and, under Barr's puzzled gaze, said:

"I'm not needed here anymore. I believe our Abukado colleagues will definitely achieve our goal."

After speaking, without waiting for Barr's reaction, the Train passed through the void and disappeared from this place.

Back in the Wasteland, Olin took a deep breath, a flash of fear and anger passing through his eyes.

"Those Emperor's Order maniacs... I don't want to fight them."

Gritting his teeth, Olin opened the system light screen. Looking at the name flashing on his list, the fear in his eyes deepened.

【Menrojina】

["I, I've already handed over Abukado's entire plan to you! My karma, it should all be repaid now!"]

This message was sent seven days ago in Wasteland time.

And the reply.

Came just now.

["Hehe, still a little short. Your karma, your ritual, still a little short~"]

District 11.

Ye Qiyan was heading towards the Formula One Cola company.

His Train was still there. Given Zhao Lin's current Misfortune.

In the current situation, it was hard to say that nothing would happen.

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