Armored train in the apocalypse

Chapter 207 Shu Wei
"It came without any effort, simply because I was in the midst of it!"

Hearing the deep voice accompanied by a faint chuckle, HT-426 felt like grinding his teeth to powder.

They watched in despair as the train sailed towards them, cutting through the waves.

【Xuanjia】The heavy front of the chariot was half submerged in the water, with only about three meters above the surface. Like a heavily armored knight, the waves it unintentionally stirred up caused the giant tree beneath its feet to shake violently, and the soil attached to its roots to collapse and crumble.

The heavy exoskeleton of HT-426 fell directly into the water, but luckily it managed to grab onto a floating tree root on the water's edge, preventing it from falling completely in.

Her long, raven-black hair was scattered on the water's surface, and her pale chin was submerged in the water.

Only a pair of gray-blue eyes reflected the train and the tall figure on its front.

(HT-426 Shu Wei, character design referenced from Cattleya Baudelaire in Violet Evergarden)
The island's balance was broken, and the group awkwardly adjusted their positions, searching for a new equilibrium.

The man standing on the roof of the car had his clothes completely dry.

Even HT-426 couldn't help but think how wonderful it would be to have a sturdy shelter like an armed train.

Two days of survival on the water completely wore down their will.

Even hatred for trains was relegated to the sidelines of the survival instinct.

"Tsk tsk, it's nice to see your train conductor again. You can make a small, not unreasonable request."

Su Huan's tone carried a hint of mockery.

Only six members of the Black Kite group remained floating on the giant tree. Of the thirteen people originally including Zhao Kuo, he killed two and captured one. Just by looking at the number of people left, you can tell what they had gone through in the past two days.

Surviving a flood isn't just about knowing how to swim.

Everywhere they look, there are floating objects, rubble, construction debris, and mutated beasts that can appear out of nowhere, all of which can kill them.

If these people hadn't been elite trainees heavily funded by large companies, they wouldn't have survived to see the train.

The moment he descended the mountain, his death was already sealed.

"Have you decided what conditions to ask? Although you can't sink down for the time being, it seems like something is coming your way."

Su Huan urged.

HT-426 was seething with hatred; they were all in this predicament because of him.

All the venomous and cursing words ran through her mind, but what appeared before her eyes was a maniacal smile reflected in the thunderstorm, which overlapped with the wickedly grinning face in front of her.

She didn't dare.

She even knew that the other party might be playing a trick on her.

But she had so many things to do, and even if it meant being humiliated, she didn't want to die here in vain.

“Are there any limits on the requirements?”

Su Huan rubbed his chin, his eyes playful. "No, I'll refuse depending on my mood. Why don't you try talking to me first?"

HT-426's heart sank to the bottom; the worst had happened.

Regardless of whether Su Huan is lustful and greedy or cold-blooded and selfish, she is confident that she can persuade him, but what should she do if he is obviously sick?
A deathly silence fell over the atmosphere.

The only sounds were the crashing, breaking noises of water waves hitting the train, and the wind had picked up.

A powerful energy wave swam in from afar, but it hesitated to move forward, seemingly wary of the enormous train.

The rest of the Black Kite squad watched HT-426 nervously, afraid of wasting this opportunity.

But they didn't know what to say to get out of their current situation.

Time ticked by, and just as Su Huan was getting impatient, HT-426 spoke.

"What the train needs most right now is information about different factions and secrets before the apocalypse. As long as I survive, all the resources, connections, and information I have are yours to take as you please."

His tone was earnest, carrying a certain solemnity.

"It's the end of the world, what use are connections and resources? Can they come to save you?"

Su Huan said indifferently.

HT-426's eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light, "Because of my family background, I know a lot of high-level talents and even have a lot of personal connections. Although these were put on hold because of the apocalypse, as long as I live, these debts of gratitude will exist. As long as our strengths are equal, we have a basis for cooperation."

"Before the apocalypse, I personally built a company worth over 100 million. I know how to screen and manage talent, how to customize rules, and how to use rules to seize resources. Compared to ordinary people, I know more high-value information."

"That bitch 428 should be in your hands, right?"

Su Huan considered HT-426's words carefully and responded with a faint sound.

"She may know a lot of information, but definitely not as much as I do. Moreover, I am a first-tier manipulator, 'Vacuum Touch,' capable of creating regional vacuums. Just as an evolved being, my value surpasses hers."

"As long as I can survive, these things will be of help to you."

After he finished speaking, the train fell silent.

Everyone inside the car could hear HT-426's words, while Liang Kuan enjoyed the strong support and massage function of the new chair.

He had absolutely no interest in stories of wealthy people or second-generation rich kids falling on hard times before the apocalypse.

While in Shun'an, he even personally captured a wealthy merchant.

No matter how much you know, what good is it? Faced with the absolute violence of a train conductor, you still have to wag your tail and beg for mercy.
As the apocalypse deepens, such incidents will only increase.

There were quite a few people on the bus who shared his thoughts.

But for the other five members of the Black Kite Squad, the shock of seeing HT-426 bow its head was no less than the day the apocalypse came.

Who is Shu Wei?

Her family started their fortune in her grandfather's and maternal grandfather's generation, and after her parents' generation accumulated wealth, their fortune is more than enough to last several generations. They are truly top-tier social elites, not nouveau riche or second-generation internet celebrities, but emerging entrepreneurs who are frequently featured in local news.

If it weren't for the apocalypse, they would only have caught glimpses of each other's backs at some dinner party in the news and on the internet.

Even though her aura has been gradually diminished by the apocalypse, she is still the center of attention at high-society parties.

Although her number in the special operations department was only 426, and many people present had much higher numbers than her, she was the deputy commander.

They dared not utter a sound in front of Zhao Kuo, who was at the second rank, but she dared to laugh, scold, and curse.

Background is background; even if she doesn't use it, no one dares to pretend it doesn't exist.

And yet, this woman, who seemed so unattainable, bowed down to a man.

With the utmost humility, I begged for a chance to live.

The crowd vaguely understood.

Perhaps this is the real end of the world, where the "strong" under the old order can no longer have absolute control over those below them.

The era of money and power is over.

The opportunities and strengths of the new era are the fundamental determinants of everything.

"Who knows if you'll turn around and bite me? These days, you can't even tame a dog, let alone a person."

Su Huan bit the tip of his tongue, feeling somewhat tempted.

Just as she said, the value of a powerful person is far greater than that of a great man's mistress.

Because the former is value itself.

After a moment's hesitation, 426 said decisively, "I cannot guarantee my eternal loyalty, but as long as you remain strong, I will be your most loyal servant and your sharpest sword."

"What will you do if I lose my power one day?"

Su Huan seemed to have thought of something interesting, a slight smile creeping onto his lips, but the chilling intent in his eyes was so intense it could freeze into ice. Her value just now determined whether she would surrender; her next answer would be her new boss's test.

Suddenly a wave crashed over, and 426 stared straight at Su Huan.

"One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black." If you want to blend in with a madman, you have to be even crazier than him!
No longer suppressing the flames of ambition, he let them burn fiercely, filling his entire eyes.

"Today's humiliation will be repaid tenfold!"

In an instant, all was quiet.

The violent lightning flashed like silver flowers, filling the entire body of water.

Despair filled the eyes of the Black Kite members.

Only 426 looked at the water where the lightning had flashed, and a wave suddenly surged up on the calm surface.

The enormous shadow quickly sank into the deeper waters.

Su Huan stared intently at 426 as if he had casually swatted away a fly. "Then you'd better etch today's scene into your mind, think about it day and night, but don't show it in front of me, or I'll be unable to resist strangling you."

426 felt relieved, knowing he had made the right bet.

……

HT-426 entered carriage number 1, with the other five members of Black Kite naturally accompanied by the combat team.

An interrogation is still necessary.

Their status on the armed train depends on the extent of their contributions.

Following the portal on the deck, they entered the second floor of carriage number 1. HT-426 was also quietly observing Su Huan's room.

After escaping the immediate crisis, the woman's curiosity resurfaced. Before the apocalypse, she had read many psychology books to manage the company, and through long-term practice, she had gained some insights into recognizing people.

A room reflects a person's inner world; whether it's messy or tidy, it reveals something about them.

Wow, what a huge doll!

Beside the bed in the duplex on the second floor, there was a huge calico cat plush toy with bright, piercing eyes staring at the bed.

This might suggest that Su Huan is a person who lacks a sense of security.

His gaze then swept over the small objects and details in the room.

Green printed coarse cloth bed sheets, cat paw-shaped nightlights, and a display case locked not with pistols and knives—weapons symbolizing violence and power—but with a bunch of cute mugs.

She sensed that things weren't so simple.

As the two went downstairs, they saw a huge carpet in the living room below with Su Huan's image printed on it.

His gray-blue eyes were filled with confusion.

How narcissistic would someone have to be to print their own image on a carpet?
Is it a satisfying thing to step on yourself?

Su Huan naturally noticed HT-426's gaze, but he didn't care. The only things in the entire room that truly belonged to him were three items: a carbon fiber longsword, his personal logbook, and himself.

Even the electromagnetic sniper rifle was used by Yu Yue.

Yu Yue took care of everything in the room; the train conductor was only interested in what to eat.

He lay on his side on the sofa, finding the most comfortable position, and asked, "By the way, what kind of company did you start before the apocalypse?"

"It's a talent agency with over 500 artists under its umbrella, including two top-tier girl groups and many top-tier singers. Apart from some who went missing due to the apocalypse, most of them are in the storm zone where Black Kite is located. No matter what kind of woman she is or what her identity is, I can find her for you."

Shu Wei got into the swing of things quickly. Although she had never been a secretary before, she had worked with several top secretaries and naturally knew how a qualified secretary should act.

His eyes remained fixed on Su Huan's nose, unwavering.

Su Huan looked at him strangely, "You didn't do this kind of work before, did you? Even if your company still exists, will Black Kite release people?"

“In the past, there was order, and because of my special status, no one would touch my company. In addition to my former company, I also know a lot of celebrities and models, including female entrepreneurs, artists, athletes, and socialites from non-leading companies. If you are interested, I can make her appear in your bed. You can briefly tell me your preferred identity, and I will select the best.”

Shu Wei spoke calmly, as if discussing an ordinary job, and even though her hair was still wet and dripping water, there was no unusual expression on her face.

Su Huan didn't answer, but squinted and looked her up and down.

Shu Wei's skin was a cool-toned ivory white, with a slight porcelain sheen under the light. Perhaps because it had been soaked in water, it had a hint of cold blue. In his memory, only Lin Xi had such fair skin.

His eyebrows were steep and sharp, his nose was high and straight, and a sharp shadow formed where the bridge of his nose met his brow bone, making his whole face look three-dimensional and arrogant.

They simply concealed themselves completely in front of him.

Shu Wei felt Su Huan's gaze and seemed to understand something.

He patted himself a few times, took off the outermost exoskeleton, and then the waterproof outer tactical suit.

Su Huan's eyelids twitched. He hadn't expected that their little CEO, no, their big CEO, would be so well-endowed.

The train conductor's gaze slowly moved down from his favorite waist, disappearing into the strips of cloth along the sides where the V-lines of her body met the edge.

The woman's calf was scratched by something, and bright red blood mixed with rainwater fell to the ground.

Carefully avoiding the carpet, I stood on the metal floor.

"Could you give me two minutes to prepare?"

Shu Wei asked.

Su Huan did not answer, and the woman took it as a tacit agreement and went into the bathroom next door.

The digital clock on the wall ticked slowly.

Forty seconds later, the woman finished rinsing.

After one minute and thirty seconds, I dried my hair with a hairdryer and came out.

At one minute and fifty seconds, he surveyed the table on the first floor, took out a tissue, and wiped the bloodstains off the floor.

Then I took a pencil.

Two minutes had passed by the time she knelt before Su Huan and pinned her long hair back with a pencil.

The entire process unfolded before Su Huan's eyes without any attempt at concealment or embarrassment, as if he were carrying out some kind of revelation.

Although this wasn't Su Huan's intention, he was curious about how far this woman was capable of going.

Shu Wei looked up at Su Huan's dark eyes, a resolute glint in them.

This may be your only chance.

……

Forty minutes later, Shu Wei swallowed and looked up.

Su Huan grinned, his index finger lifting the woman's sharply defined chin. A hint of weariness appeared on the female CEO's usually cold face.

But she forced herself to stay focused and said, "Sorry, I'm not very good at it, but I'll practice."

"You're over thirty this year, aren't you?"

Seeing the woman's slightly surprised look, Su Huan smiled wickedly, "If you do something wrong, you have to accept the punishment, right?"

Shu Wei bit her lower lip and turned around.

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)