Train Survival: I Can Evolve Everything!

"Sure took long enough."

Twenty-one days.

The opponents of the seventh, eighth, and ninth trials were all taken down by Ye Qiyan.

The first two were respectively a dog-headed demigod and a glass demigod.

That's right, even glass could become a demigod.

And compared to that ninja demigod, the strength of these two was clearly a step higher.

Relying solely on Scoundrel and Lancelot to defeat them would have required even more time.

So, Ye Qiyan simply used the Disaster Card for support, had Eve join the fight as well, and continued to forcefully crush his opponents to minimize damage.

By the ninth match.

Instead, it was a genuine subspecies Wind Dragonman general who had spent many years striving to return to his own world, only needing to break through twelve consecutive wins.

But his luck was terrible, or perhaps he was being targeted by the Nether King, Eris.

So much so that every time he reached the twelfth match after eleven consecutive wins, he had to wait for a powerful opponent before it counted as a success.

And this time, he ran into Ye Qiyan.

Having watched many of Ye Qiyan's battles, even knowing he was no match, he chose to fight with all his might rather than flee or cower. He even sought out Ye Qiyan before the battle, asking him not to hold back.

Ye Qiyan liked this kind of opponent.

So he didn't treat this battle with the same lack of respect as any previous one.

He personally intervened, using the Disaster Card along with Black Ebony and White Night.

He activated Celestial Comet Drive and engaged in a genuine aerial battle with him.

This battle lasted over an hour.

Although Ye Qiyan also wanted to test his current aerial combat skills, plus he hadn't used [Judgment of Gunfire] or any other power, it was still evident that this ninth opponent was indeed impressive.

"Cough..."

[Name: Silverwind]

[Race: Subspecies Wind Dragonman]

[Declaration: I want to return to my own world]

His wings were full of bullet holes.

His body was drenched in blood.

Silverwind, this subspecies Wind Dragonman, held a dragon lance and struggled to rise from the ground.

He looked at Ye Qiyan with envy, his vertical pupils devoid of any other superfluous emotion.

"Indeed, you are very strong. Kill me."

Resignation, release, yet also unwillingness and loneliness.

To leave this world, he had given his all, growing from the initial Stellar Core Arena all the way to here, spending decades of his life.

If not for his race's naturally long lifespan, he would have turned to dust long ago.

Repeatedly losing at the twelfth match had, in fact, already stripped him of any hope for progress.

Because even if he won, he would still have to enter the next Solar Corona Level arena.

How he envied those humans who could leave directly after winning, then grow freely outside until they truly possessed Solar Corona Level strength before entering.

Unfortunately, he couldn't do that.

"To die at your hands... it's worth it..."

He had no strength left. Lying in a pool of blood, he gazed at the eternal night sky, thinking about who knows what.

"Although I did kill the previous eight opponents, this trial never said I had to kill anyone. You're in luck."

"Ah?"

Ye Qiyan wiped down his two pistols, Black Ebony and White Night.

The Celestial Comet Drive behind him gradually faded away.

On his system interface, a prompt appeared showing he had obtained a stage reward.

The rewards for the seventh, eighth, and ninth trials were six hundred, seven hundred, and eight hundred Train Coins respectively.

In total, two thousand one hundred.

Skillfully moving the upgrade option shop aside, he turned and left the arena.

The real reason he didn't kill this subspecies Wind Dragonman was exactly what he had said.

After eight consecutive opponents, each one so abstract, finally encountering someone normal made Ye Qiyan genuinely happy.

However.

It was time for the tenth match.

"Boss, boss! Whew, congratulations on winning the ninth trial!"

Below the arena, Emilie was waiting excitedly.

Lisette draped the [Evil] Cloak over his shoulders, while Eve, who had been impatiently waiting, immediately leaned in. The bunny ears on her head transformed into a score of [10/10].

Clearly, she absolutely loved Ye Qiyan's aerial battle.

If given the chance, she truly wanted to fly in the air together with her master.

"Oh? This time you're so efficient. Looks like you've already chosen. Let me see who my next opponent is."

Pinching Eve's bunny ears, Ye Qiyan didn't rush to leave. He pulled back the system interface he had just moved aside.

"Switching system access."

[Switching.]

The train system's voice emerged from it.

[The subspecies system, Netherworld, has sent you a message. Do you wish to receive it?]

Subspecies system—that was Miatira's name for the system created by the Nether King, Eris.

The Nether system had been released from its sealed state by Miatira.

On it, Ye Qiyan's next opponent was indeed displayed.

[Name: Mogruth]

[Race: Evil Seed]

[Title: Evil Beast Slave]

[Highest Win Streak: 0]

[Power Construction System: None]

[Declaration: None]

["You seem eager? Human, the next three matches will satisfy you greatly."]

"Is this? Emilie, do you know this guy?"

Looking at this obviously strange system information, Ye Qiyan frowned slightly.

Whether it was the highest win streak of zero, or the power information with absolutely no data displayed at all behind it.

Clearly, this was no ordinary [Trial Target].

Emilie's face showed difficulty. She gently tapped her head, trying to forcefully extract some possibly useful information from her still-chaotic memory fragments.

"Boss, I'm sorry... I don't know the name Mogruth, but if it's an Evil Seed... mm..."

Her head hurt badly, as if this memory was too painful.

"I seem to, seem to have... been... ah!"

Emilie collapsed to the ground in pain, curling up her body.

Her spirit was falling.

Ye Qiyan frowned, took a Spirit Potion from Eve's Treatment Compartment, and signaled Lisette to pour it into Emilie's mouth.

"Cough... cough..."

Her spirit recovered according to the set 25 points.

Only then did Emilie finally open her eyes.

She was in terrible condition, but the memory fragments she had just recalled had indeed been fully recovered.

"...Boss, it seems I once died at the hands of an Evil Seed. Perhaps from the very beginning, what they call trials weren't human versus human, but rather... facing... monsters..."

Facing monsters, huh.

Ye Qiyan's expression didn't change. He calmly fell into thought.

Perhaps.

From the very start.

Whether it was Stellar Core, Lunar Heart, or even the Level 12 Solar Corona.

The true "trial" was never about fighting between humans, but about defeating the monsters of the [Evil Seed]?

If that were the case.

Then the name "trial" would finally truly make sense.

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