Armored train in the apocalypse

Chapter 237 Five Thousand Evolvers

Zhang Qiang's eyes were glazed over, and his gaze unconsciously slid downwards.

I found myself holding a slender yet strong hand, with fair skin and clearly defined muscles and bones.

Memories of the time before I fainted gradually returned.

Join the Fellowship.

Enter the core.

Follow Liu Ming to meet the mysterious man and carry out a mission.

Although he didn't know what happened next, he knew clearly that these things had something in common: betraying the train and betraying the train conductor.

If you were to rank the people he least wants to see right now, the legendary, brutal, and ruthless train conductor would be at the top.

He had fantasized many times about meeting the train conductor.

Or perhaps, after the incident, they were forced to kneel on the train deck and executed by firing squad under the cold gaze of the train conductor.

Or, after the deed is done, he might be caught, forced to kneel on the deck, and executed by firing squad under the angry gaze of the train conductor.

Or, without knowing anything, they were pinned to a bed and executed under the train conductor's amused gaze.

There may be dozens of other ways to die, but he never imagined it would be like this.

On a warm and clean hospital bed, the train conductor held my hand.

Although he did not fully agree with Liu Ming's assessment of the train conductor, his fear of the train conductor was deeply ingrained.

"Train conductor..."

Zhang Qiang said stiffly.

Su Huan smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "He's the train conductor, not the train manager, but Liu Ming wasn't so lucky..."

"Liu Ming is dead?"

"He was shot dead on the spot, but even if he had lived, I would not have let that traitor get away with it. He actually colluded with the workers to try to derail the train!"

"what?"

Zhang Qiang felt a chill run down his spine. If he hadn't been lying in bed, he might have been kneeling down by now.

"The armed train is the culmination of all our hard work, our guarantee of survival in this cruel apocalypse, something we must defend to the death, right, Zhang Qiang?"

Feel the train conductor's strong hand and passionate voice.

Zhang Qiang was breathing heavily and his face was pale.

My brain, which was gradually becoming more active, was working frantically.

What do you mean?
What does it mean? !

Didn't the train conductor know that he was also a member of the Fellowship Society?
Zhang Qiang, who had been honest his whole life, suddenly had a bold idea.

Seeing Su Huan's expectant gaze, her heart leaped into her throat. "Yes, that's it..."

"Just what?"

Zhang Qiang avoided Su Huan's deep gaze. Looking into those eyes, he always had the feeling that he would be dragged out and shot at any moment.

"I noticed something was off about Liu Ming right away."

After saying that, he cautiously looked at Su Huan.

You only breathed a sigh of relief when you realized the other person didn't give you that knowing look.

"Do you know something about the Fellowship?"

Upon hearing this word, Zhang Qiang's heart, which had been at ease, jumped again, and he abruptly looked up at Su Huan.

Those narrow eyes were slightly lowered, like two thin blades, and the blackness in their eyes was like ink, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

He then realized that he had acted too roughly and frantically tried to think of a way to remedy the situation.

She shrank back and said, "Actually, I found out by accident, but not much..."

"Don't worry, I'm the train conductor. No one on the train can hurt you."

Hearing Su Huan's gentle encouragement, Zhang Qiang swallowed hard. "Actually, the president of the Tongzhou Association is..."

"You are the one."

Su Huan took it and said.

Zhang Qiang felt a sudden jolt on his scalp, a surge of electricity spreading from the root of his nose and the corner of his eyes to the base of his tail, and a thin layer of sweat instantly soaked his entire body.

His eyes were almost forced open, and his whole body was stiff and frightening, as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Snapped!"

Su Huan patted Zhang Qiang on the shoulder, and the latter suddenly woke up.

"Wha...what?"

"You have good self-control... but your hands sweat a lot."

Su Huan smiled knowingly, released Zhang Qiang's hand, and grabbed his shoulder, saying, "You're the president of the Tongzhou Association now."

Zhang Qiang waved his hands in terror, "It wasn't me, it was Liu Ming!" Su Huan raised an eyebrow, "He's dead, how can he be the chairman?"

"To be the president?"

"I?"

Zhang Qiang keenly noticed the difference in their words.

"Yes, it's you. I want you to continue organizing the Fellowship, but you can't say it was my idea. Can you do that?"

Su Huan said with a smile.

Zhang Qiang felt a chill in his heart, but feeling the increasing force on his shoulder, he still nodded.

"Get some rest."

As Su Huan stood up, a dramatic conversation that would determine Zhang Qiang's fate came to an abrupt end.

As soon as the hatch closed, the seriousness on Su Huan's face vanished, and his mouth stretched almost to the back of his ears in a wide grin.

He initially wanted to ask about the Fellowship of the Seas.

But seeing Zhang Qiang's honest appearance, I felt an inexplicable urge to scare him, and then, naturally, I ended up associating the defunct organization, Tongzhou Hui, with him.

Looking back now, it was truly a brilliant move.

On the surface, it's an armed train; in the shadows, there are rebels; and ultimately, the common boss is him alone.

In the future, the core members of the Tongzhou Association will discover that the leader of the association is actually the train conductor.

Just imagining that look on his face, as if the sky had fallen, makes him want to laugh.

Of course, the most important thing is to wipe out all those who oppose him.

And you still have to work for him secretly, always on edge!
That's fucking hilarious!
Lin Xia, who was preparing an IV drip next door, suddenly heard a chilling laugh. Her hand trembled, and she almost dropped the bottle.

Turning around, I saw the train conductor laughing heartily with his head tilted back.

The black shirt stretched taut at his shoulders, creating taut creases, and even the biomagnetic field countermeasure on his wrist couldn't diminish his wild and unrestrained temperament.

Oh no, the boss has gone mad.

Lin Xia boarded the train relatively early. She had heard some rumors about the train conductor, but this was the first time she had seen him in person.

According to experienced passengers, how should this situation be handled?

Just treat the train conductor like a normal person.

Thinking of this, Lin Xia calmly said, "Train conductor."

Su Huan casually tucked his long hair behind his ear and patted the train doctor on the shoulder. "Heh, well done."

……

At first, the survivors were very unhappy when they heard that they would have to work again.

But when the old man Iron said that one could become an evolved being, the entire shelter was in an uproar.

They even brought out the babies in swaddling clothes.

Finally, a line was set: ages 12 and up, and ages 78 and under.

The selection was based on the ages of Hachi and Old Man Tie. There were only a dozen or so people in the entire shelter younger than Hachi, and no one older than Old Man Tie.

Most people were satisfied, and the few who were dissatisfied were suppressed by Old Man Tie.

Hu Shuo kept the train conductor's teachings in mind and rarely appeared in person, always having Qi Jia relay the messages to everyone.

Of the five thousand people, only two were unlucky enough to mutate into zombies because they couldn't withstand the supernatural energy.

The rest all evolved successfully, and the "Defenders" and "Creators" together took down nearly four thousand people.

There are more than 600 of the most important "collectors", most of the rest are "power providers", and there are fewer than 100 operators.

All the "Gatherers" were sent to collect universal energy crystals. The "Manipulators," due to their strange abilities, underwent a simple selection process. Three of them were directly involved in plant-related activities, which directly contributed to the armed trains in preparation for the "Floating Giant Tree" project.

There is another one who can manipulate metal. Although he can only manipulate ordinary metals and is helpless when he encounters materials that have evolved, he can take over Xiao Ba's job and perform some routine maintenance on the train.

The remaining art style is too bizarre.

Some can manipulate bones, but only their own.

He fainted from the pain after using his ability once. It took Lin Xia a lot of effort to put his protruding thigh bone back in, but he was already in excruciating pain.

Another ability similar to Professor Ma's is the ability to control oneself to fly.

However, during the test flight, he flew too high and, in a moment of nervousness, crashed and died.

There are many similar cases. Their abilities are not bad, but their limitations are too great. Apart from the four people mentioned above, Hu Shuo did not accept them all and plans to observe them for a while longer.

Moreover, these people don't feel any sense of belonging to the armed train.

It needs to be cultivated gradually.

However, while working these past two days, I noticed an interesting phenomenon.

The survivors of the Iron Mountain Shelter were less hostile towards the armed train, especially after becoming evolved humans, but they were increasingly resentful of the Qi family's rule.

(Inspiration came a little late, I'll finish the remaining 2,000 tomorrow. I'll start adding more chapters from tomorrow. You can join the group in advance. If I don't reach 150,000 chapters this month, I'll send out 100 RMB red envelopes in the group.)
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