Train Survival: I Can Evolve Everything!

“Huff, huff... H-hello, honorable traveling stranger. May I ask, where are you headed?”

When Wang Hao finally arrived near the train after his long journey, he stopped before the faint layer of dark-golden protective barrier ahead. He looked up at the young man standing atop the train.

[So young]

That was Wang Hao's first impression.

[But... people like him are all monsters, aren't they... Immortal, incredibly powerful monsters...]

Eve, standing beside Ye Qiyan, raised her gun muzzle without any hesitation and fired a shot at Wang Hao's feet.

This shot was not just a warning.

She could sense that this human had just harbored hostility toward her master for a split second.

Though it had only flashed by, if her master hadn't given prior orders, this human would now be a pile of ashes.

Wang Hao collapsed to the ground in terror, but quickly scrambled back up.

Because he suddenly realized he had nothing left to fear.

Having taken off his protective suit, he was already infected with the plague. Why should he fear death?

He was already dead, wasn't he?

[Back then, the shelter was destroyed because I brought that Train Conductor there. Now, even if I can only delay him for a single second, I...]

Wang Hao's eyes were filled with resolve.

"Umm, sir, where exactly are you going?"

Ye Qiyan watched the man below with interest.

The changes in that guy's expression had been way too obvious.

From fear, to determination, and then to that sudden surge of courage.

It was as if this man was trying to step in as a hostage in place of a child when facing a terrifying murderer.

And that's what made it interesting.

Ye Qiyan could tell.

This guy had clearly met other Train Conductors before.

Moreover, he seemed to view Train Conductors as villains; otherwise, he wouldn't need to put on such an act.

Oh no.

Ye Qiyan laughed to himself.

Weren't the vast majority of Train Conductors, including himself, exactly villains to the natives of the Station Worlds?

He didn't plan to waste time on this guy.

The journey had already taken too long.

As for the Hidden Quest in this mission station world, after traveling this far, he had already guessed about ninety percent of it.

The reason he hadn't completed it yet was that he was still thinking about whether the items he'd need to spend to finish the quest would get him something more valuable.

And all of this depended on arriving at the location marked by the red dot on the sand table, as well as waiting for WALL-E to return, before making a judgment.

"You guess."

"Huh?"

"You came running over to obstruct me, weren't you just trying to buy time, or maybe lead me down the wrong path? Hmm~ Well, no matter. Though I don't know your name yet, it looks like I'm headed in the right direction, huh."

Wang Hao's face turned deathly pale. His back was drenched in cold sweat.

Could this man read minds!? His plan hadn't even been put into action yet, and he had already seen through it!?

"You're overthinking it. I can't read minds."

"!!?"

Ye Qiyan chuckled softly.

Of course he couldn't read minds; it was just that this guy's expressions were way too rich. Unless someone was as utterly simpleminded as the Abyss, anyone should be able to see what he was thinking.

"I, I!"

Wang Hao's body trembled uncontrollably. The events from decades ago were still vivid before his eyes.

Ye Qiyan calmly watched him, noticing the black spots of the Black-Death Plague gradually appearing on his exposed skin. He lightly snapped his fingers.

"Tell me, what exactly is in the direction I'm heading? If your answer satisfies me, something good will happen~"

The demon whispered~

The bewitching voice made Wang Hao instinctively believe in the "something good will happen" that he had just mentioned.

[If I tell him, can I make him stop massacring the people in the shelter?]

So, Wang Hao gave his answer.

"Following the direction you're heading, thirty kilometers from here, is the Fourth Shelter.

There are over twenty thousand people living in the shelter. The shelter itself was converted from the First Research Institute, which was used to study the Black-Death Plague. We survive by relying on the underground sun that exists down below.

And the reason it's called the Fourth isn't because there are three others; it's because the survivors of the first three shelters gathered here with everything they had. We speculate that only... the last twenty thousand people remain in the world now. That's all..."

"And, to keep those skeleton monsters from finding us, we use these things—these talisman papers that make the skeletons unable to detect us."

Wang Hao pulled out a slip of paper from inside his protective suit.

[Black-Rot Page (Level 3)]

[A tool specifically designed to prevent the lowest-level skeletons in the Black-Death Plague from sensing the aura of the living]

"That's all I know. Um, sir, you—"

"Got it."

Ye Qiyan withdrew his gaze.

He had roughly obtained the information he needed, and he had no intention of wasting more time here.

Without listening to whatever else Wang Hao had to say, the train set off toward the direction of the red dot.

That direction was exactly where Wang Hao had said the shelter was.

But why would the red dot on the sand table appear there?

Don't forget, this was a Level 9 Station World.

Excluding outsiders, there had to be at least one existence reaching Level 9.

But if the humans in the shelter had a Level 9 existence.

Why would they fear those weak skeletons?

Even the slightly stronger zombies would be utterly incapable of crossing such a massive level gap.

Unless, that high-level entity wasn't human.

With no further obstacles and a clear direction.

The train traveled in a straight line at its normal speed.

After smashing through the ruins of a few tall buildings.

In just a few minutes, it arrived directly above the red marker.

Here, there was still nothing but a barren wasteland.

But Ye Qiyan knew that the shelter was located below.

So, how was he supposed to get down?

Simple.

By cutting out a path, wasn't that enough?

Humm—

Moon Veil slowly slid out of its sheath.

The Celestial Comet Drive carried Ye Qiyan up into the air.

He looked down at the ground.

Raised the long blade in his hand.

A bright full moon hung high in the sky.

"Fall."

The full moon, carrying a sharp aura, silently descended.

The earth—

Split in two.

Boom!!!

As the rift opened wide, the wreckage of a shelter appeared before Ye Qiyan's eyes beneath the ground.

But this wreckage was not of his making.

Because, with this single strike.

Countless zombies infected with the Black-Death Plague were also annihilated.

This place existed a thousand meters beneath the surface.

Ye Qiyan coldly observed everything below.

This was the Fourth Shelter.

There were still living people here.

But every single one of those living people had an X painted on their faces with blood.

Beneath every group of zombies hung the remains of humans that had been partially devoured.

He didn't need to listen.

He only needed to see.

And Ye Qiyan understood exactly what had happened here.

The humans here were killing each other.

He calmly raised his hand and issued the order.

"Eliminate them all. This place has no reason to exist anymore."

He wasn't a savior, nor was he seeking revenge because humans had killed humans.

It was just that, since these guys had the resolve to kill, then when they were killed by him, they shouldn't be afraid~

"Perfect timing. I've been running a bit low on metal lately. If I dismantle this place, I should be able to collect quite a bit, shouldn't I."

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