Train Survival: I Can Evolve Everything!

The deal had already been confirmed.

But the fight still had to be fought.

The materials used for this new clone of the Resource Sir weren't good.

After all, he had lost too much yesterday.

This stingy bastard had only sent it out now to deal with low-level Train Conductors.

Or to put it another way.

It was meant for smashing the noobs.

It was just that in this fish pond called the Guild Tournament, there was a man-eating shark named Ye Qiyan~

Still, he put up a bit of a struggle.

After all, right now, all he could use was the Demon Armor from [Decisive].

As for the result?

When one of the gems was snatched directly by Ye Qiyan while returning to his hand,

The Resource Sir's clone gritted his teeth and raised his arm.

"I surrender!!!"

And just like that, the Guild Tournament finals ended in a laughably anticlimactic way.

The audience, who had been sitting for nearly ten hours straight, was far from satisfied with this outcome.

But the final result could no longer be changed.

Ye Qiyan stepped onto the podium formed by energy barriers.

The City Lord of the Nation on Ships, Joel, sat right there.

Beside him, Aleph and Poppet watched the vampire-like Ye Qiyan with inexplicable confusion.

Because they felt like they had seen this person somewhere before, yet they absolutely couldn't remember where.

"Congratulations on winning this Guild Tournament. As a newcomer, possessing such strength... no wonder you lot can be called the Golden Age."

Joel smiled as he raised his hand.

Poppet and Aleph each walked over carrying a tray.

On the trays lay two Keys for [Miatira].

A playful glint filled Joel's eyes.

He revealed a sly grin, looked at Ye Qiyan and the Resource Sir's clone, and said:

"This is your reward. Please accept it. The second-place prize is three hundred Train Coins, so..."

Before Joel could finish his sentence, Ye Qiyan cut him off.

"Lord Joel, as the victor, I should be able to choose my own reward, right?"

"Indeed you can, but..."

"Then that's fine."

Ye Qiyan smiled slightly.

He turned around and crooked his finger at the Resource Sir.

The guy's face twisted up like he'd swallowed a fly.

A friend request was sent over directly.

Ye Qiyan's lips curled up as he accepted the request.

Then he sent a message~.

["Pay up first."]

["You little brat! You!"]

["The money."]

["Just you wait!!"]

The Resource Sir cursed under his breath as he transferred three thousand Train Coins over.

Having received the money, Ye Qiyan, in an exceptionally good mood, stepped aside.

"Mr. Joel, let the second-place winner have those two things. I'm more interested in Train Coins."

Joel narrowed his eyes slightly, scanning back and forth between Ye Qiyan and the Resource Sir a few times.

"Do you know what those things are worth?"

"Are they expensive? They just look like two fragments to me."

"They are indeed two fragments."

"Are fragments useful?"

"Heh, maybe they are."

"You said it yourself, 'maybe.' Compared to that, I'd rather have more Train Coins to buy upgrade options, enter the Wasteland, and keep moving forward. What you can buy with Train Coins will be far more valuable than those two fragments. Don't you agree, Mr. Joel?"

Joel was silent for a moment.

"Who... are you?"

"Just a Train Conductor."

Ye Qiyan took a money pouch, gave Joel a small smile, then turned and walked away.

And as he passed the Resource Sir, he gave the man an encouraging grin.

"Hope you find what those fragments can unlock~"

The Resource Sir felt inexplicably irritated.

But he didn't dwell on it. He stepped forward without any exchange with Joel, picked up the two Key fragments.

Counting the one he already had.

Only the last piece remained to complete the Key for opening [Miatira].

And as for that fragment's location.

Once the three Key fragments were brought together, it would indicate its whereabouts.

Then, if they faced an ordinary Train Conductor, they'd just snatch it. If it was a strong one, they'd make a deal.

["Once Miatira is opened, all this expense will be worth it. As long as I can get that, Trade Star will eventually return to my hands!"]

The place where the black market was established. Trade Star.

That place.

Was once his Divine Kingdom~

After both the Resource Sir and Ye Qiyan had left.

Joel still sat there, deep in thought.

"Train Conductor?"

Poppet asked softly at Joel's side.

"Are you alright, my lord?"

Joel shook his head.

But the words Ye Qiyan had just spoken involuntarily replayed in his mind.

"Just a Train Conductor, huh..."

His eyes grew brighter and brighter.

"Poppet, Aleph..."

He called out name after name.

"Prepare for the final procedure!"

His voice echoed across all four starships.

First Mothership: Alphart.

Second Frigate: Lois.

Third Battleship: Sander.

Fourth Shuttle: Heka.

The original captains and fleet members had all been replaced by Joel's actual crew from when he was a Train Conductor.

The broadcast blared across all four starships!

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

The massive sound waves made sure everyone heard it clearly.

"Separation procedure about to commence."

"The four-ship districts of the Nation on Ships will be separated and reassembled."

"Train Conductor Joel, issuing command."

"This train will complete final collection within two days and enter the Wasteland! Return to the path forward!"

"Non-crew members, please evacuate immediately."

"Resources have been gathered—"

"Existing city rules are now void."

"Joel grants you your ultimate freedom."

"Countdown: [47:59:41]"

Once again, panic gripped the city.

The ten days had now become just two.

The order that had been maintained by people during the Guild Tournament had completely vanished.

Looting, murder, plunder?

No.

It hadn't reached that point yet. At least not in most parts of the city.

Because the Train Conductors were still there.

But what would happen when the Train Conductors left this city, and people started fighting over its resources?

Destruction?

Or rebirth?

That would depend on whether this Nation on Ships could still exist.

After some time had passed.

Joel wasn't the only one advancing again.

This City Lord had even evacuated all the employees from the carriage exchange. The special carriages were taken away by him, but the locomotive sections, which used to be worth a hundred Train Coins, were left behind.

Someone discovered this and tried to take some away.

But they found that no matter who it was, they could only take a single locomotive section.

The news spread like wildfire~

More and more people rushed toward the exchange, just for a chance to become a Train Conductor.

Whether ordinary people or Drifters who had once abandoned their trains.

They fought, they killed, they went mad!

Blood, corpses, crumbling ruins...

The train exchange had become a hell that ended lives.

But everyone knew.

Within this hell lay the qualification to enter the Wasteland and step onto the forward path.

This might be their only chance.

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