The "Survival on the Train" game has bugs, it's really laggy!

"To...to belong to you?"

"Iron-Faced Butcher," or rather, he should now be called by his real name, Wang Hu, stared blankly at Su Yuan, his face pale from blood loss, filled with bewilderment.

He considered countless possibilities.

Su Yuan might ask for an exorbitant amount of money.

He might be forced to cut off his own arm as punishment.

It might even force him to disband the "Bloodaxe Gang" and get out of Terra.

But to his utter surprise, the other party actually... didn't want anything.

As long as it's him and his gang?

What is this?

If you win, then you can just take them over?

And this kind of operation?

The other drinkers around them were also completely bewildered, exchanging bewildered glances, each seeing deep confusion in the other's eyes.

They couldn't figure out what Su Yuan was really up to.

"What? You have a problem with that?" Su Yuan raised an eyebrow and asked in a calm tone, looking at Wang Hu's dazed expression.

"No! No! Absolutely not!"

Wang Hu snapped out of his daze and shook his head vigorously, like a rattle-drum.

What a joke! How could he possibly have any objections now?

Forget about just making him submit; even if Su Yuan made him bark like a dog on the spot, he would obediently lie on the ground and bark twice.

"To be able to serve you is... is the greatest blessing I, Wang Hu, have accumulated over eight lifetimes!" Wang Hu endured the excruciating pain from his severed arm and forced a fawning smile onto his face.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Although Wang Hu was a desperate criminal, he understood a very basic principle.

That is... a wise person knows when to yield.

If you can't beat them, join them!

What's more, the man in front of them is so strong he's practically inhuman.

Following a strong person like that might... lead to a brighter future than going it alone!

Wang Hu was rapidly calculating in his mind.

"Very good." Su Yuan nodded in satisfaction.

His decision to subdue the "Blood Axe Gang" was certainly not a spur-of-the-moment thing.

He has his own considerations.

First of all, he was new to Terra and knew nothing about the city. He urgently needed a local expert to help him with some trivial matters and gather some intelligence.

This "Blood Axe Gang," though seemingly low-class, is still a local tyrant that has been entrenched in the lower city for many years, and it certainly has some connections and intelligence network.

Secondly, Su Yuan needs a "spokesperson".

A "white glove" who can handle things for him in the open, things he doesn't want to deal with personally.

He can't stay in Terra forever; there's a wider world for him to explore.

After he leaves, someone has to come and manage his "business" here and collect the resources.

Although Wang Hu isn't very strong, he seems to be a "smart person" who can bend and stretch.

If used properly, it can be a pretty good tool.

Of course, the most important point is the third one.

Su Yuan needs... a test subject.

A living test subject that he can use to test some of his new ideas.

For example, the taboo knowledge about "train modification" that was "copied" from the one-eyed man's memory.

For example, the occupational entry for "railway scavenger" that he cut out but hasn't found a suitable medium for yet.

He couldn't possibly use these things directly on himself or on his train.

The risk is too great.

He needs a "guinea pig" to help him scout out potential pitfalls.

Wang Hu, and his "Blood Axe Gang," are undoubtedly the best candidates.

"Since you have no objections, from now on, I am your boss."

Su Yuan patted Wang Hu on the shoulder and announced the appointment in a calm tone.

"Your name is still Wang Hu, and your position remains unchanged; you are still the leader of the 'Blood Axe Gang'."

"However, it's a secondary one."

"..." Wang Hu's lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

Is this how you play games?

However, he dared not voice any objections and could only nod and bow, replying, "Yes...yes! I'll follow the boss's orders!"

"Hmm." Su Yuan nodded, then looked around at the "Blood Axe Gang" members in the tavern who were still in a daze, and said loudly:

"Did you all hear that?"

"..."

The tavern was silent.

Those burly gang members, exuding a violent aura, looked at each other like ducks with their necks being choked, none daring to be the first to speak.

Their minds are still a complete mess.

This...this means...the boss has changed?

That was so sudden!

"What? You have a problem with this?" Su Yuan's gaze swept across their faces one by one, a dangerous glint flashing in his golden eyes.

"No! No! Absolutely not!"

"We pay our respects to the new boss!"

I don't know who was the first to react, but they took the lead and shouted it out.

Then, it was like toppling dominoes.

"Splash—"

Throughout the tavern, all the members of the "Blood Axe Gang" knelt on one knee and performed a simple yet direct gesture of submission to Su Yuan.

Their voices converged into a torrent, echoing throughout the entire bar.

"We pay our respects to our boss!"

The scale was enormous and deafening.

Those patrons who had been watching the commotion shrank back in fright at the sight, quickly threw down some money for drinks, and slunk away through the back door.

They knew that from this day forward, the landscape of the downtown area was truly about to change.

"Get up, everyone." Su Yuan waved his hand, not feeling much about this scene.

"yes!"

Everyone responded in unison, and then one by one, they stood up from the ground.

They looked at the young man standing in the center of the ruins. He wasn't particularly tall, but his aura was as imposing as a mountain. Their eyes were filled with awe, curiosity, and... a hint of barely perceptible fanaticism.

The change of leadership came as a bit of a surprise to them.

But this new leader seems... much more formidable than their previous one!

Following such a powerful figure, maybe... you can really make a name for yourself?

In an instant, many people's minds began to stir.

"Wang Hu." Su Yuan ignored their petty thoughts and turned his gaze back to the deputy gang leader, who was still clutching his severed arm and had a pale face.

"Boss, what are your orders?" Wang Hu quickly bowed and replied.

"The first thing you need to do is clean this place up."

Su Yuan pointed to the two minotaur corpses at the door and the mess on the ground, and frowned.

"I'm a bit of a clean freak and I don't like messy environments."

"Yes! I'll take care of it right away!" Wang Hu replied without hesitation, nodding and bowing.

He turned around and yelled at his still somewhat bewildered subordinates:

"What the hell are you all standing there for?! Didn't you hear what the boss said?!"

"Hurry up! Clean this place up! Lick the floor clean! If the boss sees a single hair, I'll twist your heads off!"

"Yes, Boss!"

A group of burly men, as if granted a pardon, immediately sprang into action.

Some were dragging corpses, some were sweeping the floor, and some were wiping tables. Everyone was working with great enthusiasm, afraid that if they were too slow, they would displease the new evil spirit.

"The second thing," Su Yuan continued, watching their busy figures.

"Boss, please speak."

"I need a quiet room where no one will bother me."

"Yes! Of course!" Wang Hu quickly replied, "The top floor of the tavern was where I used to live. There's no quieter or safer place in the entire lower city! I... I'll take you up there right away!"

"Mm." Su Yuan nodded.

He really needed a place to properly process the information he had received that day, and incidentally... deal with some of his "spoils of war".

Led by Wang Hu, Su Yuan walked through the chaotic tavern hall and up a spiral staircase made of black iron leading to the second floor.

At the end of the stairs was a heavy, massive door, also made of black iron.

Wang Hu cautiously pushed open the door.

Behind the door is a huge suite with a completely different decor from the downstairs area, filled with understated luxury and a rugged style.

The room was covered with a thick carpet made of the hides of an unknown magical beast.

On the wall hung various grotesque and enormous monster head specimens.

In the very center of the room stood an enormous bed made from a single block of obsidian.

The entire room was filled with an overwhelming surge of male hormones and an aggressive atmosphere.

"Boss, are you satisfied with this place?" Wang Hu asked obsequiously from the doorway.

Su Yuan didn't say anything; he simply walked straight to the floor-to-ceiling window in the room.

From here, you can overlook most of the chaotic yet vibrant downtown area.

In the distance, the Upper City, which seemed like a miracle, was clearly visible, suspended above the clouds.

The two worlds are clearly distinct, forming a stark contrast.

"Not bad." Su Yuan nodded, then turned around, looked at Wang Hu, and said calmly:

"You can go out now."

"No one is allowed to step into this room without my permission."

"Yes, boss!" Wang Hu felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He quickly bowed and retreated, and considerately closed the door behind him.

Silence returned to the room.

Su Yuan walked to the huge obsidian bed and sat down.

Then, a thought struck him.

Four members of the "Blood Axe Gang" who were still unconscious and tightly bound by vines, along with the unlucky boss who was killed in one move and whose name he didn't even know, appeared out of thin air on the floor of the room.

He was about to begin... dealing with the "spoils of war".