Doomsday: I Build an Infinite Train.

Chapter 468 A Quiet Night
scarlet.

Before Lin Xian actually saw that scene, he didn't expect it to be such a color of heaven and earth. Now, Lin Xian often recalls that scene, and he always has a strange feeling of unease in his heart. If the original dark tide made people face the terror of darkness, then when the scarlet covered the earth, it gave people a sense of oppression that the world had been distorted and that mankind had nowhere to escape.

He didn't know what it was, and perhaps the Phoenix Society didn't know either, since less than a month had passed since the Battle of Dawn City. But Lin Xian knew that it was definitely not a good sign.

The nights on the Hawaiian islands are serene and profound, with scattered starlight like dust motes falling on the inky sky. The waves gently lap against the shore, bringing an almost hypnotic tranquility.

The city was deathly silent. No lights illuminated the gray buildings; only the hazy starlight outlined their silhouettes. The dilapidated buildings and ruins appeared and disappeared in the night, like a forgotten ghost town.

Countless zombies wandered the streets silently, their figures twisted like ghosts, accompanied by indescribable eerie whispers and writhing shadows appearing and disappearing in the shadows. Such a scene should have sent chills down one's spine, but in Lin Xian's eyes, after experiencing various crises during this period, those howling dead and strange forms had lost their terrifying aura and instead turned into familiar silhouettes.

He stood before the bridge, looking at this dead city, yet inexplicably found a rare tranquility, as if the silent starry sky and calm waves had quietly washed away the unease in his heart, turning the distorted reality into a brief haven of peace.

[Captain Lin, your breathing and heartbeat show that you are very calm right now, which is very rare.]

At this moment, only Viola remained on the bridge, while everyone else had returned to their rooms to rest.

Lin Xian looked up at the sky, stretched, and said casually, "I have many worries, but it's not time for me to worry yet. Although the Phoenix Society's mission is only half completed and we can't reach the polar regions directly, the expectations have been met, so I can relax for now."

He pointed to the vast coastal city and smiled, "There's no danger here, so maybe I can take a break here a little."

This is a very good idea.

Viola stood with her hands behind her back, her posture agile and proud, calmly replying, "According to the Dark Tide's calculations, the polar night of the 13th Star Abyss will take at least another 261 days to cover this area. Our estimated time to reach Panama via the ring star branch orbit is 113 hours, and by air it would only take 23 hours. Considering the time it takes for the Dawn Center to cross North America, you can stay here and rest for 15-20 days. You can use this time to enhance your mechanical abilities. We have currently acquired a very abundant supply, enough for the team's rest and resupply."

"15 days?" Lin Xian smiled and said, "How could that be? Taking a day or two off is more reasonable."

He took out the dark gear and glanced at it: "The Holy Revelation has paid a heavy price to target me. I think things may not be that simple. The Holy City, the Holy Revelation, the Foundation, and that big monster in the sea. Although I finally escaped the super storm, I can't stay on this island for too long. It will save me some trouble if I rejoin the main force sooner."

"In your judgment, what are the characteristics of this forbidden object?" Lin Xian handed the Dark Gear to Viola.

Viola didn't take it, remaining proudly standing in place. [All of my sensors, except for the Spirit Value Detector, are unable to effectively detect this item, so I can't analyze it for you from a 'perception' perspective. However, based on the currently known characteristics of forbidden objects and containment data, I believe the 'retinal countdown' and 'mini-Abyss eruption' phenomena caused by this item are not an attack launched against you by the forbidden object containment entity.]

Lin Xian nodded, weighing the heavy black gear in his hand: "If they had such heaven-defying power, they would have used it long ago. Chen Yanxiu deliberately left this thing for me to plant this time bomb. It seems that I 'contained' this black gear under some completely unknown circumstances, and that countdown might be some kind of..."

【side effect】

"Side effects?" Lin Xian raised an eyebrow slightly. "That sounds plausible."

Lin Xian looked at the black gear, his face grave: "Ever since Brother Huo's Infinite Ring and Shinji Mochizuki's Blink Bullet, I've almost lost my sense of crisis regarding forbidden objects. You know, Radio 1542 almost cost me my life. In the early data of Project Angel, forbidden objects in various places were accompanied by a lot of evil and death. This thing can actually cause a small-scale Star Abyss. The range and scale of that is absolutely devastating. If it weren't for my energy jump and gravitational lens, I would have been finished. Moreover, this thing can even block my containment of other forbidden objects. It's just too eerie."

[Your analysis is very insightful. Considering the Advent Party's targeted approach towards the human faction, blocking your blink bullets, closing the Southern Gate, and killing you simultaneously would have been a highly rewarding operation. However, they failed.]

Lin Xian looked at the dark gear with a puzzled expression.

With the countdown gone, Lin Xian did indeed discover that he seemed to have some kind of power connection with this black gear. He didn't know how Chen Yanxiu had transferred and contained it to him, nor did he know how to use it. He was quite troubled. However, after the countdown stopped lighting up, he breathed a sigh of relief. He had plenty of things on him, so he wasn't in a hurry to figure it out. The most important thing right now was to make good use of this rare night and the island's abundant supplies.

Viola turned to him. "Your wit and intelligence are astonishing; Viola greatly admires you."

After speaking, Viola bowed slightly to him.

Seeing her gesture, Lin Xian couldn't help but laugh: "You don't need to flatter me."

Praise and flattery significantly enhance the human need for social status and self-approval according to Maslow's hierarchy of needs. As your assistant, it is my duty to provide you with emotional support and to pay attention to your physical and mental well-being.

Lin Xian nodded seriously, then took a deep breath and looked at the flying drones outside that were carrying supplies to the Sky Train one after another, and said to Viola: "Send me all the high-value mechanical targets at once, let's devour them tonight."

【clear. 】

hum~
Viola turned around, and a holographic projection of a city map appeared in front of Lin Xian.

[Oahu Airport, Green Industrial Park, and the streets of Las Vegas are listed as seven concentrated machinery clusters. In addition, more than 19 parking lots, two amusement park areas, and three estates featuring yachts and cruise ships were also discovered.]

"Okay, got it." Lin Xian turned around, handed over the bridge control to Viola, then left the bridge, activated his powered armor, and flew into the sky. He observed the seaside city under the starlight in the biting night wind, and then headed north to Oahu Airport.

This could be considered an international airport, but due to limited terrain, it only had two runways. In addition, there was a large apron for hovercraft to take off and land. Lin Xian hovered above the damaged control tower of the airport. His gaze swept across the area, and the night wind brought a smell of rust and the sea. The two main runways stretched below him. Several wide-body passenger planes that had failed to take off crashed on the runways. The metal at the broken parts of the fuselage was mottled and rusted. The scorch marks left by the explosion had long since oxidized into stubborn dark brown stains. Rainwater nourished dark green moss, like a layer of festering skin covering the cold corpses.

In addition to these wreckages, the tarmac also contained two narrow-body passenger planes, one wide-body civilian passenger plane, and a crashed civilian transport ship.

It's clear that many people tried to escape the island, but very few succeeded.

Scattered throughout this aircraft graveyard are numerous zombies. Lacking any clear target, they stand motionless like withered trees, letting the sea breeze and sunlight erode them. Their postures are contorted, their tattered clothes hanging on their emaciated limbs, their empty eye sockets aimlessly following the wind, and their throats emitting indistinct, meaningless hisses, forming the only activity and chilling background noise in this death tarmac.

Lin Xian looked around, then flew towards the large wide-body passenger plane and quietly landed on its wing without disturbing the zombies. Several small surveillance drones silently slid out from behind him, their butterfly-like rotors spinning at high speed, hovering around the back of the plane. Their electronic compound eyes flashed with cold and vigilant red light, instantly weaving an invisible warning net to alert him. Then Lin Xian sat cross-legged, took a deep breath, and decisively began to devour the zombies.

A faint, intangible sense of perception spread outwards like a spider web. Soon, the complex metallic veins of the turbofan engine began to appear in the perception, forming a vast crystallization of the blueprint of industrial civilization.

Meanwhile, on the Sky Dome Infinity, thousands of drones, under Viola's control, were methodically transporting supplies. All the defensive turrets on the arsenal ship were activated, and the sentry system scanned for unknown threats in the depths of the night.

The core living area is located on the third ship, which is below the main bridge. There are not many living cabins here, and they are reserved for the use of the starship's leadership and executive staff. The spacious living area is brightly lit, and the air carries the unique coldness of new metal and the pure scent of circulating filtration.

Chen Sixuan stood in the clean shower room of her private cabin, letting the perfectly heated water wash over her body. The rising steam blurred the mirror, and only the outline of her fair and graceful body was faintly visible in the mist. Having experienced countless life-and-death battles and hardships, her skin, which had been scratched and torn by explosions, now radiated a healthy glow.

After escaping from Haiyan Island, the wounds on her body had healed rapidly thanks to her powerful evolutionary genes. Some had solidified into faint pink scars, while others had completely healed and disappeared. Warm water flowed over these marks, washing away the dust and fatigue, and also washing away the distant memories of being a university teacher. She wiped the fog off the mirror, and the eyes in the mirror were calm and sharp. Having experienced many battles, she was no longer the weak university teacher she once was.

The next cabin, filled with a girlish atmosphere, was cleverly divided into two areas, but still contained two bunk beds.

KIKI was leaning back in a sofa chair, wearing a pair of dazzling headphones that almost covered half of her small face. She was completely absorbed in the intense space war game on the holographic screen. Her small fingers flew across the virtual control panel, and she excitedly muttered about the battle situation. She had just taken a shower and was wearing only a sports vest and super short pink home pants. Her two fair, lotus root-like legs were dangling in the air.

"Hey, you can tinker with those things, but don't cause an explosion!"

KIKI took the lollipop out of her mouth and turned to call out to Sasha.

"Don't worry, Sister KIKI, this is the blueprint given by Brother Lin!"

On the other side of the cabin, in front of a fully equipped workbench, Sasha was frowning, intently adjusting the core components of several electric blade spheres floating in front of her. Her nimble fingers held the micro-tools, carefully adjusting the crystal pattern arrangement of the energy conductors. The metal parts gleamed with a cold luster under the soft light.

In his compact but fully equipped private room, Lou nodded in satisfaction, neatly hanging his personal mechanical tools on a specially made magnetic rack on the wall. His Black Dragon Armor was already placed in a corner of the cabin. Now he had his own room and didn't have to squeeze in with Brother Huo.

At the other end of the corridor, Lu Xingchen's door was tightly closed. Inside, Huo Ge, wearing a dust mask, was meticulously adjusting the layout. The tea maker he brought from the Infinite hummed softly. A small root-carved tea table was placed in the corner by the porthole, next to an old, shiny cotton cushion. After carefully cleaning the brand-new room twice, he sat down cross-legged, tested the position, looked at the boundless starry sky outside the window, and let out a long sigh, as if this small space could isolate him from the hustle and bustle of the apocalypse.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

Shuqin, Xiaoyuan, Miaolu, and Sun Yuzhen were all in pairs, looking out for each other. Shuqin, Xiaoyuan, Miaolu, and Sun Yuzhen, who was carrying a sleepy-eyed Mo Xiaotian, chatted and tidied up the room at the same time.

On the circular sofa in the common rest area, Qian Dele, with his signature floral shirt collar open, excitedly slapped several electronic cards onto the table: "Ace! Slam! Haha, Lü Chang, what cards are you hiding? Luo Yang, stop pretending, hurry up and follow!" Lü Chang looked at his few scattered cards with a worried expression, while Luo Yang nervously pushed up his tactical glasses, his fingers sliding across the virtual card table, seemingly silently calculating how to play his cards.

On the other side, Shiori and Ao temporarily shared a room. Ao didn't have high requirements for accommodation. After confirming the location, she went to the gym that was unique on the Sky Train. Only Shiori was patiently tidying up the room. She knelt on the soft starship carpet and carefully put the folded clothes into the smart wardrobe.

In the well-equipped shipboard gym, the equipment gleamed coldly. Xiaoqing and Ningjing were working out there. Ningjing lay on a wide, thick composite bench, her hands firmly gripping an alloy barbell thicker than her arms, each end hung with heavy composite weight plates. She took a deep breath, tightened her core, and her shoulder and back muscles instantly bulged with smooth lines. With steady, powerful movements, she pushed the 500-kilogram barbell off the rack, her movements precise and explosive, repeating this astonishing strength training.

*Clang!* At this moment, Ning Jing put down the equipment and said to Xiao Qing, who was on the treadmill next to her.
"Physical training is very helpful for strengthening superhuman limbs. The Phoenix Society has already verified that active training will guide genetic evolution in this direction."

Xiaoqing frowned slightly upon hearing this and reached out to adjust the speed to the highest level.

Below the main bridge, Monica occupied a large, private cabin with a wide view. Outside the porthole, the Milky Way flowed. She was naked and barefoot on a soft carpet, enjoying unrestrained peace and freedom. In one hand, she held a glass of deep red wine, and in the other, her fingertips gracefully slid through the air. With her silent manipulation, the air in a small area in front of her began to distort strangely. The high-frequency vibration caused the air molecules to rub against each other and generate heat, producing a faint hum that could only be heard when one was close.

The deep red liquid in the glass swayed slightly, reflecting the starlight outside the porthole and the focused, intoxicated light in her eyes.

"If the world doesn't end, this would be a good place to rest."

(End of this chapter)