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

"Snap!"

Accompanied by a tooth-grinding sound of metal shattering.

Su Yuan suddenly exerted force with his feet.

The expensive mechanical head of the square structure collapsed. Various red and green circuits burst open, and machine oil mixed with an unknown liquid sprayed out.

The audience was silent.

The remnants of the Iron Jaws Union trembled like leaves, not daring to even breathe.

That once-powerful overlord of the lower city was gone just like that. His head was crushed by a newcomer who had just arrived.

Su Yuan withdrew his foot and disgustedly rubbed the oil stains on the sole of his shoe against the tattered, checkered armor.

He crouched down. His long, slender fingers dug directly into the tattered metal head of the square structure.

Willpower Plunder, activate!

A massive and chaotic flow of information surged violently into Su Yuan's mind from his fingertips.

This is Fang Ge's memory. It contains the core technologies of the "Iron Jaw Guild"—blueprints, assembly procedures, and energy configuration schemes for various mechanical prosthetics. All of this was unceremoniously packed up and taken away by Su Yuan.

However, what interests him even more are the deep secrets about Terra City hidden behind this pile of technical data.

Su Yuan frowned slightly.

Within the grid of memories lie extremely gruesome images. The "offerings" in the lower city are not as simple as Wang Hu claims.

It's not just about paying money.

Every month, the Ironjaw Guild secretly sends a group of low-level scavengers, or unfortunate lone survivors, to the Upper City. These people are used as "materials." Live biological data is extracted, and some "modified organs" are forcibly removed.

Everything was designed to serve as the basis for an extremely mysterious and bloody research project in the Upper City.

Fang Ge was the "contractor" of this project in the lower city. He traded other people's lives for his own status in Terra City.

"That's really dirty." Su Yuan stood up and shook off the oil residue on his hands.

Wang Hu had already scrambled over to get there.

His massive mechanical arm hung down at his side, and he knelt directly in front of Su Yuan.

"Master Su!"

Wang Hu's eyes were red-rimmed, his gaze filled with fervor and awe.

"From this day forward, the Devourer Legion will follow your lead!"

"We'll go wherever you point!"

"Even if it means going through fire and water, our brothers won't even flinch!"

The dozens of newly-reformed henchmen around him also knelt down on one knee in unison. Their movements were perfectly synchronized, and their imposing presence was awe-inspiring.

Su Yuan looked at the group of madmen he had personally trained and nodded in satisfaction.

"Alright, stop with the nonsense." Su Yuan kicked at the scrap metal beside his feet.

"Get to work."

Turn this place upside down.

"All usable mechanical debris, energy cores, and those modification blueprints—pack them all up and take them with you. Don't leave them a single piece of scrap metal!"

"clear!"

Wang Hu shouted in agreement and immediately stood up to call his men.

"Are they all deaf? Master Su has spoken!"

"Get to work! Empty this place out of the way!"

Dozens of Devourer henchmen instantly transformed into locusts, sweeping through the arena's supplies.

Suddenly, a whooshing sound came from mid-air. Little Fire and the Treasure Guardian Spirit descended from the sky.

"Wow!" Little Fire's eyes widened as he looked at the metal wreckage scattered on the ground, his saliva practically dripping from his mouth.

"Master, is all this for me to eat?"

Su Yuan waved his hand.

Eat as much as you want, as much as you can.

Little Fire cheered with joy, and six thick vines instantly unfurled.

The treasure-guarding spirit wasn't idle either. Its body, woven from straw, moved nimbly through the ruins, specifically selecting high-value energy crystals and rare parts.

"Gurgle... gurgle..."

A chilling, undulating sound echoed within the arena. Tons of scrap metal were being swept into the gaping maw of the abyss by small flames.

Within Su Yuan's vision, the energy reserve numbers on the holographic panel began to skyrocket.

Metal Energy Reserves: +5000

[Core Fragment Energy: +200]

Metal Energy Reserves: +8000

Watching the numbers jump around, Su Yuan was in high spirits. Just then, a special coordinate from his grid-like memory suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Biomaterials Reserve".

This place is hidden deep within the lower city. It contains a large amount of high-quality flesh and blood energy that the Ironjaw Guild has stockpiled over the years. It was originally intended to be handed over as the next "offering".

Now, naturally, they all share the surname Su.

"Wang Hu." Su Yuan called out to Wang Hu, who was directing the brick-moving.

"Take a few people and go to these coordinates." Su Yuan sent the location to Wang Hu.

"Transport everything inside back to base intact."

Wang Hu glanced at the coordinates, his pupils contracted slightly, but he immediately straightened his back.

"Mission accomplished!"

The commotion at the arena was too great. It couldn't be kept secret from the local bullies in the lower city.

News of Ironjaw Guild being single-handedly defeated spread like wildfire, quickly reaching every dark corner. Those small gangs, usually oppressed by Square, were in an uproar.

In less than two hours, the threshold of the "Black Iron Tavern" was almost worn down by the crowds.

The head of one of the most prominent gangs in the lower district, along with a large group of his men, stood trembling at the doorway, carrying boxes of gifts. They were all terrified.

Even mechanical monsters of the Fang Ge level were instantly wiped out. These people wouldn't even be enough to fill a tooth gap in their stomachs. Their only chance of survival is to surrender.

The smell of blood and engine oil still lingered inside the tavern.

Su Yuan sat imposingly on the throne made of pure white bones. His bone armor had been removed, and he had donned a clean black combat uniform. His gaze was utterly calm, yet it exuded a chilling pressure that sent shivers down one's spine.

Several gang leaders knelt on the ground, their backs soaked with cold sweat.

"Master Su..." one of the bald, burly men said tremblingly.

"This is all the wealth of our Fierce Tiger Gang. We only ask that you spare us a meal. We are willing to merge with the Devourers and serve you like slaves!"

"Yes, yes, yes! We'd like to too!" the others quickly chimed in, afraid that if they were too slow, they'd lose their heads.

Su Yuan looked at these so-called underworld bosses from the lower city. His fingers tapped lightly on the bone armrest.

"Tap, tap, tap." Each tap struck the hearts of these people.

"Want to follow me?" Su Yuan finally spoke. His tone was casual, yet carried an undeniable domineering air.

"The rules of the Devourers are simple: obey, or contribute."

"Hand over all your men and resources for unified reorganization. Those who obey will be rewarded. Those who dare to plot against you will face the same fate as Fang Ge."

Su Yuan stood up and walked up to the bald, burly man, looking down at him.

"Do you understand?"

The bald, burly man kowtowed repeatedly.

"Understood! Understood! I will follow Master Su's orders!"

In just half a day, the entire lower city of Terra was completely reshuffled. All factions were forcibly united and incorporated under the banner of the "Devouring Warriors".

Wang Hu's efficiency is ridiculously high.

Using the resources seized from the arena, as well as the forbidden blueprints from Fang Ge's memory, he built a massive, temporary mechanized base directly in the abandoned underground air-raid shelter in the lower city.

The roaring machines kept running. Blinding welding sparks flashed day and night.

The members of the "Devouring Wasteland" began to line up to receive initial modifications.

This is a crazy evolution. Some people sawed off their original arms and replaced them with mechanical prosthetics equipped with high-frequency oscillating blades. Others gouged out their eyeballs and implanted tactical prosthetics with thermal imaging and infrared locking capabilities.

Pure flesh and blood are far too fragile in this twisted world. Only by forcibly fusing steel and flesh can one survive in this wasteland. A terrifying legion, reeking of engine oil and bloodlust, is rapidly taking shape right before Su Yuan's eyes.

Inside the underground base.

Wang Hu walked at the front, reporting the progress to Su Yuan.

"Master Su, three hundred brothers have already completed the initial train exoskeleton connection."

"The heavy firepower group is also equipped with ten high-energy particle cannons."

"Just say the word, and we can take over the upper district right now!"

Wang Hu's massive mechanical arm swung through the air, creating a gust of wind. Su Yuan looked at the group of fully armed cyborgs before him, a slight smile playing on his lips.

The army is strong and well-equipped.

But he wasn't blinded by his current success. Three days later was the day to pay the "offerings." Fang was dead, and the Ironjaw Guild was gone. The vampires in the Upper City would definitely not let this go unpunished.

They will definitely send people down to "collect rent." They might even directly take action to clean up the unruly "garbage" in the lower town.

"To hand over your life to someone else, to be a blood bag that can be drained dry at any time?" Su Yuan snorted. This was not his style. Since the table was already half overturned, he might as well smash the chessboard to pieces!

Su Yuan found a quiet room and opened the holographic panel.

The evolution points plundered from Fang Ge and those hundreds of Ironjaw Guild underlings amounted to an astronomical sum. A full thirty thousand points!

This was definitely a windfall, and it was also the source of his confidence to challenge the Upper City. Without any hesitation, Su Yuan directly opened his talent panel.

His gaze was fixed on the core talent, "Bone Transformation." This talent, which had accompanied him through countless battles, was now finally undergoing a qualitative leap.

"System, upgrade 'Osteogenesis'!"

[Consumes 10000 Evolution Points.]

[The talent 'Osteogenesis' is undergoing a high-dimensional reconstruction...]

Intense pain instantly swept through his entire body. Su Yuan felt as if every bone in his body was being shattered and then reforged.

The once crystal-clear surface of his bones began to reveal intricate dark gold patterns. His hardness, density, and toughness were all increasing at an irrational rate. Furthermore, his bones possessed the abnormal property of absorbing and converting kinetic energy.

Refactoring complete.

[Gained Epic Talent: Bone Frenzy.]

[Characteristic 1: Absolute Defense. Immune to low-to-medium intensity energy attacks, and significantly deflects physical penetration.]

[Characteristic Two: Bone Blade Storm. Generates high-frequency vibrating bone blades that penetrate the body, shredding all conventional armor.]

Feeling the surging, violent power within him, Su Yuan immediately turned his attention to his next target.

The "Softening" talent.

After the previous battles, this evasive talent seems to be falling behind the pace.

"upgrade!"

[Consumes 15000 Evolution Points.]

[The talent 'Softening' is undergoing a high-dimensional reconstruction...]

This time, there was no pain. Su Yuan felt his body suddenly become incredibly light. His vision began to blur. The surrounding walls and furniture seemed to lose their solidity, turning into phantoms composed of countless particles.

Refactoring complete.

[Gained Epic Talent: Etherealization.]

[Characteristic 1: Quantum Phase. The body can enter a high-dimensional phase state for a short period of time, ignoring any physical or energy-level attacks; the duration depends on mental strength.]

[Feature Two: Spatial Penetration. Allows for short-distance teleportation, ignoring all physical barriers.]

"Holy crap!" Even Su Yuan, who was used to big scenes, couldn't help but swear at this moment.

This skill is insane. It's not just about avoiding damage; it's cheating on a physical level! With two epic-level talents at his disposal, plus the ultimate burst damage of "Boiling Blood," Su Yuan is now absolutely confident that even if he encounters that so-called ceiling-level powerhouse, he dares to rush in and skin them alive.

Outside the base, Su Yuan stood with his hands behind his back.

He raised his head. His gaze pierced through the murky air of the lower city, fixed on the upper levels of "Terra City," which radiated a sacred aura above the clouds.

There lived the rule-makers. There lived the nobles who treated the lower city like a pigsty. There lived the "Emperor," revered by all.

Su Yuan's lips curled into an extremely cruel and cold smile.

"Offerings in three days?"

He suddenly squeezed his palm hard, crushing a piece of old bearing in his hand into iron powder, and let the breeze scatter it.

"I'm going to give you a big gift."

Throughout the entire lower city, the roar of machinery revolving around the clock continued unabated. The pungent smell of blood and engine oil slowly spread into the sky through pipes and vents.

The landscape of the lower city has completely changed. And this is just the beginning.

At the same time that Su Yuan was integrating the army.

Above the clouds, in the highest court of Terra.

This is a magnificent palace entirely constructed of pure white marble and gold. The air is filled with the scent of fine incense.

An elderly man, dressed in a platinum robe and with white hair and beard, stood quietly in front of a huge holographic screen.

The screen displayed the lower city area covered in crimson. To be precise, it locked onto Su Yuan, who had just taken over the lower city.

The old man's deep, unfathomable eyes showed no emotion whatsoever. He was turning a string of crystal-clear energy beads in his hand.

After a long while, the old man's withered lips parted slightly.

"An interesting little bug." He looked at the image of Su Yuan gazing up at the city on the screen, his tone utterly contemptuous. "Does he really intend to... overturn the chessboard?"

The old man lightly tapped his finger, and the screen instantly went out.

"Send word to the Knights Templar."

"Three days later, go to the lower city area. Clean up the garbage."

Inside the hall, several heavily armored phantoms slowly knelt on one knee before silently disappearing into the air.