[Stamina: 21] [Mental: 59]

[Current Status: Exhausted]

Inside the train, Ye Qiyan lay motionless like a salted fish that had lost all hope.

During these final moments, he had exhausted his last reserves of strength making two round trips to the Armory. Aside from the physical exertion of transporting materials, he hadn't forgotten his promise - using a shovel to dig a grave for those skeletal remains and erecting an unmarked tombstone.

This marked the final harvest from this station.

As the departure countdown reached zero...

The previously stationary train slowly began moving.

Ahead of the locomotive, spatial distortions suddenly reappeared.

The train steadily accelerated, passing through that spatial boundary before returning to the endless expanse of desolate wasteland.

[Ding—All conductors have left the station platform. Congratulations to the 9,892 individuals who successfully departed safely from the first novice station]

[You have officially exited the newcomer safety period]

[Starting from the second station, there will be no guarantee that trains will stop in safe areas]

The announcement caused an uproar.

["What does this mean? Weren't we supposed to leave the platform an hour ago?"]

["Someone stayed an extra hour at the first station? How is that fair?"]

["Could the rules be fake? Maybe if we don't board when the countdown ends, the train won't leave? Anyone want to test this next station?"]

["Good idea, you try it next station."]

["Damn it! I'm reporting cheaters!"]

["What? The first station was actually safe?! If I'd known, I would have gotten off to look around."]

["Do people still die at safe stations?"]

["Of course! My first station was a desert—if not for sheer luck, I would've been swallowed by quicksand."]

Unaware that they were discussing the very "big shot" now sitting on the floor organizing his final haul from this station:

[Low-level Marksman Rifles]: 49

[Low-grade Bullets]: 1100 rounds

[Wood]: 150 kg

[Metal]: 104 kg

[Mechanical Parts]: 162 units

Additionally, he'd found various usable tools in the Armory—crowbars, shovels, screwdrivers and other hardware items. The broken ones were tossed into the Processing Station for decomposition and recycling, while the rest were kept as backups.

As for his current blueprints—[Low-level Water Tank] and [External Garbage Collector]—their required 40kg of metal and 110 mechanical parts barely made a dent in his reserves.

After placing the blueprints and allocating resources...

The Train Control System enabled their installation on the train.

"Place the water tank inside the carriage, and mount the collector on the left exterior."

Once installed, Ye Qiyan walked to the carriage where a section of supplies had been replaced by a fixed metal water tank with wheels.

This low-level water tank could hold 1000kg of water, featuring non-removable separation layers to keep clean and contaminated water apart.

The polluted water brought from the Armory occupied about one-tenth (50kg) of the contaminated water compartment after being poured in.

"Pity there's no water purification system."

Though slightly disappointed, Ye Qiyan wasn't particularly anxious.

["Buying water, glass, fiber, blueprints, and various resources/items. Serious inquiries only with offers. Trading firearms and food."]

This was his first message posted in the public chatroom, after which he paid it no further attention.

As expected, firearms' value proved just as he'd told Li Xiaosheng—there would always be those who recognized their worth.

["Guns? Like actual trigger-pulling guns?! Damn, can you spare one?!"]

["The audacity! How can you shamelessly ask for such precious items?"]

["My first station only had chicken feathers—how come some people already got guns?"]

["Resource gathering? Is the big shot upgrading his train?"]

["Big shot please take me in! I'm an innocent college girl—give me some food and I'll do anything when we meet!"]

After inspecting the water tank, Ye Qiyan checked the recycling device.

The black iron box-like collector hanging from the ceiling wouldn't demonstrate functionality until reaching the second station.

Only after completing these tasks did Ye Qiyan finally open the chat interface, immediately noticing his flooded private messages.

Zhao Ke: ["Big shot, give me a gun and I'll be your lackey—your every command is my order!"]

Lin Zhaopeng: ["Friend, could you share how you obtained firearms? In these times we should help each other. If you have many guns, entrust them to me for equitable distribution to those in need—this could save more lives."]

Shangguan Yingxue: ["Lake water, 20kg. Container not provided."]

Cohen Jones: ["I only have 16kg of glass—can that trade for one gun?"]

......

"Foreigners?"

Seeing some distinctly non-Chinese names, Ye Qiyan showed mild surprise.

Upon reflection, this made sense—nothing in this Train Survival world specified only people from one country were present. No, perhaps they weren't even from the same world.

After promptly blocking those attempting moral blackmail or free handouts, Ye Qiyan carefully filtered through, identifying several potential trading partners.

"20kg of lake water... worth discussing."

After some thought, Ye Qiyan replied to the woman named Shangguan Yingxue:

["You know lake water isn't necessarily drinkable—unfiltered, it could kill. If you want to trade, show more sincerity."]

Train Conductor E-3-3924, Shangguan Yingxue frowned at the response, hesitating momentarily before replying:

Shangguan Yingxue: ["How much do you want? Name your price."]

Ye Qiyan: ["50kg."]

Compared to metal, water—even lake water—was far more precious.

Not just for sustaining life, but crucially because even if someone's first station had a freshwater lake, few would possess water storage containers.

Truthfully, Ye Qiyan's minimum acceptable price was 30kg of undrinkable water for one gun.

For drinkable bottled water, the exchange rate would be significantly higher.

Ultimately, he was just one person—no matter how many guns he had, converting them into resources proved more practical.

Shangguan Yingxue: ["You—fine, I'll trade. But I won't provide storage containers—you'll need to handle that yourself."]

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