Train Survival: I Can Evolve Everything!

After a sparring session ended, Ye Qiyan called Scoundrel over.

He looked at this first mech that had accompanied him for so long.

Thinking back carefully, on the day he obtained it, it was merely an ordinary mech at just level 5.

"I really haven't upgraded you in a while. I said that once you can fully maintain your clarity even in a berserk state, I'd give you new power. Now, hmm... you're still a bit short, but still."

The [Curse-Rite Core] shimmered with a faint light in his hand.

Meanwhile, on Scoundrel's body, a series of light hums began to ring out.

It was the Divine Core Armament it possessed resonating in response to the imminent arrival of a new Divine Core.

"Consider this... a milestone reward."

Ye Qiyan raised the B-grade Core and slammed it heavily onto Scoundrel's body!

The Core shattered!

Then, it surged endlessly into every part of Scoundrel's body!

A shield shrouded in black smoke gradually congealed and took shape, until it appeared before Ye Qiyan's eyes.

[Divine Core Shield - Curse-Rite]

[When attacked, will inflict a curse upon the attacker]

[Ding-dong——]

[Divine Core Armaments Resonating]

[Mech Soldier-Scoundrel, all abilities enhanced]

[Usable energy increased: Curse Power]

"ROAR!!"

Scoundrel felt the surge of new power it had gained!

It opened its beastly metal maw and howled up to the heavens.

Several shields floated around its body.

As the number of armaments converted from Divine Cores grew, they would gradually influence each other, becoming stronger.

"Even though they're False Gods, their divinity isn't fake," Ye Qiyan murmured to himself.

The System had always called those beings False Gods.

Yet it never denied the divinity they possessed.

To a Top-Tier Train Conductor, encountering a god was like stumbling upon a field BOSS that could drop good equipment.

At least, that's what Ye Qiyan believed.

"A shield made from the Divine Core of a B-grade God looks way sturdier than one from a C-grade God."

"Roar, roar!"

Scoundrel howled twice more, raised the shield, and swung it a few times to familiarize itself with its new power. Then, it couldn't wait to go have another spar with Lancelot.

Too bad~ It still lost.

Having an extra shield gave Lancelot quite a bit of trouble, but it was only trouble.

The Sublimated Lancelot wasn't something Scoundrel could defeat yet.

But as long as it grew stronger and saw hope, wasn't that enough? Right?

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City of a Thousand Stars.

The largest and most magnificent city built by Human Train Conductors.

Today, a train pulled into the Capsule Tunnel.

The Lord of Chalk·Fang Cheng.

He had come here, searching for traces of the Heavenly Organization.

After learning that the original branch stronghold of the organization had been completely destroyed, he made a decision.

Fang Cheng was going to rebuild the Heavenly Organization.

He sent out a message in the Public Chat Room of his batch of Sectors.

Most of the one hundred thousand avatars had already turned gray.

But still, a few colorful avatars sent him replies.

["Oh wow, the last time someone spoke in this Public Chat Room was over seven hundred years ago—ah no, if we're going by Wasteland time, it should be eleven years ago."]

["Fang Cheng? So you're still alive."]

["Perfect timing, anyone here want to come hang out in the world where I'm a Station Lord? The entire planet is covered in hotpot, haha."]

Because of his words, more and more people started surfacing.

["Can anyone tell me, who exactly destroyed the Heavenly Organization?"]

But when Fang Cheng posed this question,

Everyone fell silent about the annihilation of the Heavenly Organization.

Except for one person, who privately chatted with him.

Nan Wenqi: ["Old pal Fang Cheng, don't keep thinking about the Heavenly Organization. That was over a dozen Wasteland years ago. If you count the time I've spent adventuring in Station Worlds... that's probably been... uh, three thousand years? Damn, it's been so long I almost can't remember."]

Seeing this name, Fang Cheng furrowed his brow.

["Please tell me the truth, Brother Nan. Weren't you and the leader friends too? Who was it? Tell me... Even if it's just to know where the leader and the others' bodies are... You must know."]

["...Old bro Fang Cheng, sometimes being clueless is a good thing. You've been out of the loop for so long, probably sealed away somewhere, right? Find a nice city to rest in, ease your mind—that's better than anything. Seriously, as someone familiar with you, I'm advising you to stop investigating."]

["What if I insist on investigating?"]

["You'll die."]

Nan Wenqi said decisively.

["Haha! I've already died once! I was granted a new life by a powerful being! The very meaning of my existence now is to avenge them! So... Tell me! Who was it!"]

The depths of Fang Cheng's eyes burned with the fire of vengeance.

That hatred, unable to find a target to unleash upon, felt like it was consuming him.

["Lu Jiayun... Does that name ring a bell? The City Lord of the City of a Thousand Stars, a Train Conductor far more ancient than us, the legendary leader of the Homeward-bound Souls.

And he's just one of the people who erased the Heavenly Organization.

Fang Cheng, don't be like this. Isn't the Meaning in the Wasteland just to survive? Live well, keep adventuring until your heart is utterly exhausted, then find a world you like, become a Station Lord there, and do whatever you want. What's wrong with that?

Don't think about revenge. You can't do it."]

Fang Cheng clenched his fist.

He knew who Lu Jiayun was.

He also knew that everything Nan Wenqi said was true.

He couldn't do it back then, he couldn't do it now, and even in the future...

Future....

In Fang Cheng's mind, the image of Ye Qiyan surfaced.

If it were him...

["Do you know, in this era, who is the one using the Demon Card?"]

["Huh? You've run into Altos?"]

["Who? Altos?"]

["Yeah, that guy is a sudden Top-Tier Train Conductor. Though I always feel like his combat style is a bit hard to understand, he's definitely ridiculously strong. Tsk, I reckon he's probably an older Top-Tier Train Conductor who started over again.

Oh man, I wonder what level that bigshot's train has reached. Tsk tsk, maybe it's even broken past 60 by now.

So why are you asking about him?"]

["Just out of pure curiosity. Can you tell me, what kind of person is he?"]

["I've never met him, so I don't know the specifics. But... he's a member of a Terrorist Organization. In these past few Wasteland months, it seems every city he's appeared in has, without exception, suffered massive destruction.

Whenever I see the news, I always think this guy must have a grudge against those cities or something, hahahaha!"]

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