Train Survival: I Can Evolve Everything!

Although Ye Qiyan had not seen many True Gods.

If you counted that winged eyeball he’d just encountered in the Wasteland, the Gray Fog,

then there were only three in total.

Death, Gray Fog, Abyss.

As for that gust of Wind back in Suoluo City,

Ye Qiyan felt that fellow shouldn’t really count as a True God.

The first two were mysterious and powerful, only the Abyss was different.

It didn’t seem particularly clever.

It felt more like some naturally privileged child who had never worked hard and never tasted failure, only now suffering a catastrophic blow.

It was hard to imagine that thing being on the same level as Death.

["Not funny, pay up for emotional damages."]

"Aw! Bro Ye, you must be lying, (〃＞皿＜)3 I just leveled up my train, I’m broke, totally broke."

["Heh heh~"]

["Never mind, I’ve got things to do."]

["Hey hey hey! You, honestly, zero patience. Answer is: I don’t know. The Abyss isn’t very clever, but it has lived many years, and among the Abyssal lifeforms it took were quite a few at level 13 and 12.

Right now He’s definitely in some Station World, trying to find a way to return to the Abyss Realm. As long as He can get back, True Gods or False Gods would only be able to retreat."]

["That simple?"]

["Yeah, because He, or rather, they, are born at the apex. The Abyss Realm is basically the shell left behind after His egg hatched. If it weren’t for the divided authority and excessive confidence,

that guy simply couldn’t leave the Abyss Realm."]

["So?"]

["So, the upcoming Station Worlds will be more dangerous than before.

Even if the Abyss regains its authority, it will still have lost a lot. The False Gods’ weight in the Wasteland will increase, which will strengthen their divinity.

They might even %￥@ out, create more False Gods.

Many low-level Train Conductors may die at the hands of False Gods and their apostles.

But that’s good news for us."]

In the message Zhu Xingshu sent, a garbled string appeared.

Judging from the context, the corrupted content probably meant birth or... manufacturing.

Ye Qiyan knew well: even if a False God was destroyed, unless something like her Divine Core Coordinator completely severed its concept from the Sequence, after some time that concept would spawn a new deity.

["Ye Qiyan, you’ve already been targeted by Space."]

Zhu Xingshu didn’t explain the garble, but sent another message.

["Thanks for the reminder. What do you want?"]

["Nothing. This is just a member perk for joining the Imperial Sequence. Like it?"]

She suddenly turned serious.

["By the way, that Fate Card of yours—have you ever used it? Here’s an idea: when your train level reaches 30, I’ll find something of equal value and trade it for the card. How about it?"]

Ye Qiyan’s eyes narrowed.

He answered cautiously:

["What Fate Card? Boss, are you confused again?"]

Zhu Xingshu—this woman couldn’t exactly be called capricious, but compared to the formidable Shaya,

she was the most dangerous person among the Imperial Sequence, no, among all the top-tier human Train Conductors Ye Qiyan knew now.

When speaking with her, one must never be fooled by that teasing tone—whether that tone was deliberate or sincere.

Otherwise the outcome would be very bad.

["Hmm... then let me put it another way, Ye Qiyan. If I—if I were about to die and needed a thirteenth Fate Card to save myself, could you... help me?"]

["I already said, that card is not in my possession."]

Ye Qiyan didn’t use Bewitchment.

There was no need.

He was sure Zhu Xingshu already knew he had a Fate Card called Heaven's Unequal Exchange.

So what?

Trading a certain-death situation for a Fate Card?

Possible.

Bring out something of equal value and trade.

Otherwise, who knew whether this woman might design a guaranteed-death scenario just to get the card back? Then she could ask the Imperial Sequence to rescue her, and survival would depend solely on that card.

Ye Qiyan believed Zhu Xingshu was capable of that.

As for Zhu Xingshu’s reminder about Space,

that information’s value alone wasn’t worth a Fate Card.

She probably knew that herself.

["But don’t worry, I definitely won’t die. By the way~ can I exchange the previous message for a small favor from Bro Ye? Not a city event, those cities don’t have suitable opportunities lately."]

["Heh, didn’t you say that was a member perk?"]

["Aiya~ separate things. Train Conductors need trades to maintain friendships~"]

She returned to that playful mood.

Leaning on the Astrological Platform, chin in hands, she smiled at the Wanted Poster she’d stuck not far away.

["So, what favor?"]

["The Heavenly Organization, Bro Ye, you know that name, right?"]

["I’ve heard it mentioned."]

["Just these past two days, a new Heavenly Organization was established over at the City of a Thousand Stars. Could you help me choose?"]

["Can’t you pick yourself?"]

["I could~ but I prefer Bro Ye to help me pick~"]

["Psycho."]

["Wah wah, so hurt. So~ do you think I should agree to Achuan becoming an undercover agent in that organization?"]

Undercover? Achuan?

["?"]

["See! You’re surprised too, right! I was stunned for a while when Achuan sent me that message!"]

Ye Qiyan came back to his senses, reading that line from Zhu Xingshu and recalling Achuan’s sometimes pure and earnest, sometimes manic and belligerent demeanor.

Him going undercover?

And a newly formed Heavenly Organization—so Fang Cheng had already begun taking action.

That was fast.

He probably went to the city right after leaving that Station World.

It wasn’t surprising Zhu Xingshu learned of it so quickly.

["Why do you care?"]

["Well, if Achuan joins the Heavenly Organization, that’s one fewer person I can trick into doing work for me. Everyone already dislikes me, wah wah, I’m so pitiful."]

["Psycho, bye."]

Ye Qiyan ended the chat.

Zhu Xingshu still smiled at his messages, her expression gradually calming.

"Thanks, Bro Ye."

At her side,

the Blasphemy Card called Astrolabe flickered faintly.

"Hm? What is it, Astrolabe? Do you think it looks strange that I trust Bro Ye more than the whisper of that destined fate?"

She caught the Astrolabe and placed it on the platform.

Endless star rivers flowed within her beautiful eyes.

"But..."

Zhu Xingshu murmured.

"I don’t think that’s strange at all, because good fate is worth following, bad fate must be resisted to the end. Only then can we keep moving forward, right, Astrolabe?"

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