Train Survival: I Can Evolve Everything!

There are always those stronger, and skies beyond skies.

Ye Qiyan very much agreed with this principle.

Resource Sir was powerful.

Just the ability to create a large number of high-level monsters from the most basic resources, which were the least valuable to any Train Conductor, was enough to demonstrate his strength.

But this guy seemed far too concerned about the consumption during battle.

Take, for example, the gem people that the Raven Demon had just put to death.

The moment he knew the gem people would die, Resource Sir immediately withdrew them.

It wasn't that he cared about his subordinates or tools; he simply didn't want to damage his own things here.

He was greedy, yet reluctant to spend.

There was nothing right or wrong with that.

Because Ye Qiyan liked it that way, too.

But this guy was obviously a bit too stingy.

"Resource Sir, speaking of which, you people all like to name yourselves with things like 'Sir' and 'Mister.' But what's your real name? Don't tell me it's not Granger?"

Resource Sir looked painfully at his severed finger. Counting the ring he had lost, he had already lost three gems.

"Tch... What a bad deal. But is this the power of an Overcomer? Interesting. You actually have something like this. It seems the Station Worlds you've experienced before were indeed dangerous enough, otherwise there's no way you'd have gotten this."

His finger didn't regenerate, because as Ye Qiyan had said.

The current Resource Sir was merely a clone.

He was, indeed, a cheapskate.

As a clone controlled by the main body, the power it could use was limited.

Once it was depleted, this clone would be finished.

Because it was just a clone.

His main body was unwilling to leave more power in the clone.

Ten fingers, ten gem rings, represented ten abilities.

Plus that shield and scepter.

That was all the power this clone possessed.

Once all that power was exhausted, this clone would have no more reason to exist.

So, when he first encountered Ye Qiyan, he chose to flee in order to complete his plan for today.

Even if it meant losing a level 10 shield.

"Granger? Hmph... A character from a book in human history? I remember that character. Oh, I recall now. I even met that guy in a Station World once. But you're wrong, kid."

Resource Sir pinched his severed finger, preventing his blood from flowing out.

He looked at the city being battered by the torrent of resource monsters from all directions, took off his top hat, and grinned.

"I've always been very willing to use my things. I just need to see if the cost is worth it."

[This is a lie]

This was the sensation brought by Ye Qiyan's [Bewitchment].

He waved his scepter.

The fourth gem ring was removed.

"This clone really is no match for you. Even with all these resource monsters, it's meaningless. But I'm taking that old man today, no matter what!"

A rune flickered on the gem.

The next instant, a mist rose up, instantly shrouding the space.

Sound was cut off, vision was blocked.

From within the mist, countless arms of strange creatures reached out to grab at those inside.

Especially above Don Quixote, a massive compound eye stared down at him intently.

Something like a straw extended from the eye, reaching for him.

But before that strange compound eye could actually touch Don Quixote.

It was blown away by a fierce storm.

Black raven feathers, accompanied by countless Corpse Crows, spread outward.

The strange beings were driven away, and an absolute storm eye unfolded here.

The Demon Ravens looked mockingly at Resource Sir. In its beak, it held Ye Qiyan's [Storm Eye Stone].

Countless strange arms were revealed as the mist was blown away.

Moonlight shone on their forms.

Resource Sir's grin abruptly froze. He clearly hadn't expected Ye Qiyan to react so quickly.

"Get him!"

The command was given.

Those arms and the strange compound eye stopped pretending. Under the cover of the resource monsters, they frantically lunged at Don Quixote.

Nothing else mattered.

As long as he got this old man, Resource Sir could turn him into a usable living weapon.

"So, what makes you think I'd let you succeed?"

A calm voice echoed in the air.

The roar of intense jet thrusters drowned out everything.

[Celestial Comet Drive] spewed forth crimson fragments of light.

Ye Qiyan appeared behind Resource Sir's clone, firing his Moon Veil and White Night without hesitation.

The floating Moon Veil and Gear Sword behind him also attacked, rushing toward Resource Sir from other directions simultaneously with the bullets.

Resource Sir raised his scepter, pained as he activated the fifth gem.

Seven concentric rings expanded around him.

The bullets from Black Ebony and White Night pierced through five of them before being stopped.

The attacks from Moon Veil and the Gear Sword were also blocked.

But the impact they generated was directly transferred by Resource Sir to the ground of the Alphart.

"Boom!!!"

Several more craters appeared on the already riddled city ground.

["Damn, what a loss, what a loss! Haven't even seen Miatira, and I've already lost five gems. But using these five gems to get that old man... What?!]

Resource Sir flickered to a safe position, thinking this to himself as he glanced at Don Quixote.

But that single glance inflicted another wound on his heart.

Those strange compound eyes that were supposed to take Don Quixote were now covered in countless black strings, driving away the surrounding arms and protecting the old man.

Lisette stood there with a smile. On her right hand, she wore a black glove.

[Black Strings]

[By consuming Spirit, you can summon Black Strings, which can control strange beings/urban legends/souls.]

This was an item Ye Qiyan had opened from a level 8 treasure chest.

The ability was average. Originally, it could only control ordinary low-level strange monsters. But precisely because of that.

This glove, which Ye Qiyan had given to Lisette, had always been kept with Mingming, receiving her [Miracle] empowerment.

The name hadn't changed, but the word "low-level," which limited it to only controlling low-level strange beings, had disappeared.

The black strings tightened continuously.

Strange greenish blood streaks appeared on the compound eye.

Pfft!

Until it was completely torn apart and exploded.

Its death caused those arms to lose their master, gradually vanishing.

"Fuck!"

Resource Sir spat out a curse.

Five gems!

He had used five gems and gained nothing. Add to that the shield he had lost earlier!

He was already so deep in the red he wanted to vomit blood.

Though his main body wasn't generous enough to put any blood into the clone.

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