Train Survival: I Can Evolve Everything!

"Were the things I said just now a bit too much like a villain?"

Ye Qiyan remained standing at a high point, watching the chaotic scene unfolding in the city below.

Doyel, having made up his mind, led his legion in rebellion against the Fourth Prince of the Empire, Manster.

Doyel's legion, as elite troops stationed on the border year-round, consisted of men whose families almost all resided in the Imperial Capital.

This was the "favor" bestowed by the Old Emperor, and also a leash used to control these border troops.

It was precisely because of this that these men had long been dissatisfied with Manster's plans.

With one call answered by a hundred, they charged forward with astonishing ease.

"Doyel! What are you doing!?"

"Your Highness, I am merely doing what I must. If, as a Legion Commander of the Empire, I were to stand by and watch the Imperial Capital fall, watch my wife and child perish in the mouths of monsters, what difference would there be between me and a monster?!"

Those nobles who saw the situation turning sour and prepared to switch sides mid-battle also failed to escape the trampling iron hooves of the legion.

Until, Manster fled onto the city wall, to the place where Ye Qiyan stood.

"Mr. Ye! Mr. Ye, save me!"

He stumbled and fell to the ground in front of Ye Qiyan, narrowly dodging a thrown longsword.

Manster turned his head to look at Doyel, who had stopped not far away, not daring to advance further, and his fear instantly vanished.

The deliberately feigned gentleness disappeared from his face, replaced by an extremely ugly, savage grin.

"Doyel, you've truly gone mad! Do you really think you can kill me!?"

"Don't forget, I summoned adventurers from another realm! You're nothing but a dog I raised!"

Doyel remained silent, and his silence only made Manster more arrogant.

"I know why you rebelled. Isn't it because your wife and daughter are in the Imperial Capital? You abandoned your great glory and wealth for the sake of two mere lowly commoners?"

"As long as I become emperor, what kind of woman couldn't I have? Pity, your actions were too slow, letting me reach this place!"

He stood up and pointed a finger at Doyel.

"Kill him!"

......

There was no response. Ye Qiyan simply stood there, watching this fine performance.

"Mr. Ye? You!? Don't forget our transaction!"

Manster's heart grew somewhat flustered.

"A transaction, hmm, we do indeed have a transaction."

"Since that's the case, why aren't you keeping your word? Hurry up and act! Kill him!"

Ye Qiyan pointed at himself.

"Me, not keeping my word?"

He laughed.

"Hah~ Have you perhaps forgotten?"

"Forgotten what?"

"The transaction between us was to make you emperor~ not to help you kill people. Moreover..."

The smile on Ye Qiyan's face gradually faded.

Booming rumbles—

Thunder rolled from the dark clouds in the night sky.

Cold raindrops began to fall from on high.

Lisette held up a black umbrella for him.

Amidst the thunder and rain, in a voice that was not loud yet clearly audible, he said:

"Don't misunderstand one thing."

"I came here because I wanted to, not because of you."

The so-called transaction was only because Ye Qiyan was willing to waste this time searching for hidden tasks.

If it were someone else, perhaps the first thing they would have done after this guy pulled out those over four hundred Train Coins would have been to kill, plunder, and then continue gathering resources.

What transaction, what emperor's position.

For a Train Conductor like him, it held no meaning whatsoever.

"But, but, making me emperor means I must survive! You, how could you!"

"Hmm, you're right."

"Then!"

"Then, so what?"

A Train Conductor was never a savior, nor were they a "wish-granting machine" that would fulfill others' desires for Train Coins.

Ye Qiyan walked straight towards the stairs leading down from the city wall. As he passed by Manster, he left a sentence behind.

"People are people, not lowly commoners. If we really get down to it, what difference is there between you and everyone else in this world? Insulting them is equivalent to insulting yourself."

He descended the city wall.

Behind him, there was only the sound of a scream cut abruptly short.

Sword and blood, mixed with mud under the cold rain, turned the world into a muddy mess.

Ye Qiyan stood alone beneath the city gate, eating a White Forest Fruit while waiting for someone to arrive.

Iron boots stepped into the mire.

Doyel walked straight over, holding a longsword whose crimson hue could not be washed away even by the assault of the rain.

"Sir, we... can set off now."

"No, not 'we'."

Ye Qiyan shook his head.

He smiled mysteriously, a crisp snap of his fingers echoing repeatedly beneath the gate tower.

"What do you mean by that, sir?"

"Exactly what it sounds like."

Dragon-shaped metal manifested around his right wrist.

The Silver-Winged Fierce Star around him let out an ear-splitting roar.

Gushing fragments of crimson light erupted.

The gradually intensifying sound even drowned out the thunder, wind, and rain.

He transformed into a stream of silver and crimson light and shot into the high sky.

Waving his hand under Doyel's astonished gaze, he said:

"Think carefully. You, who have killed a prince, what do you plan to do after this?"

"Do you intend to uphold a loyalty that has already lost its meaning, or perhaps~"

"Try being an emperor?"

"Don't think you're not capable~"

"What emperor, what royal family, are they truly nobler than ordinary people?"

Such an ordinary, boring station. If not for wanting to watch a rebellious act, Ye Qiyan truly didn't want to waste so much time among these people.

Now, the first act was finished.

It was time to go see what abilities the goblins of this station possessed.

[Fierce Star · Celestial Comet Drive — Crimson Radiance!]

Accelerate, break through—

The Wandering Star Holy Sigil automatically activated, completely isolating the wind and rain from all directions.

The coordinate light point on the Sand Table almost perfectly overlapped with the location of the Grim Empire's Imperial Capital.

Next, it was hunting time.

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Level 12 Station World · Divine Kingdom · Goblin Empire.

The grand and glorious master of the Goblin Empire, Upper A-Rank, the Goblin God.

The Goblin God, adorned all over with golden ornaments, opened his reddish-brown eyes.

"I sense it, the aura of the blasphemer. Barbarossa, lead my legions to the world being attacked by my believers, and bring the head of that blasphemer before me!"

A goblin holding a massive spiked mace, wearing a blood-red cloak and golden armor, knelt on one knee.

"As you command, My God."

"We shall surely present the blasphemer's head."

The Goblin God waved the golden scepter in his hand.

Vast divine power poured into the goblin named Barbarossa and the densely packed, pitch-black mass of goblin legions clad in refined silver-white armor behind him.

"You are the heroes of the goblins. The power of blasphemy can only take effect once. Whoever it is, offer up your lives! The survivors will avenge you!"

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