Surviving on the train, my home became a hotbed of beauties!

Luo Baili peeked out, her big eyes full of distrust.

"Really?"

After all, Chen Jing started killing indiscriminately as soon as he appeared.

This really gave them a fright.

He's practically a killer.

Li Qiya spoke with certainty, patting her chest.

"That's right. The train conductor is very kind to his own people, provided that you understand your place. As long as you don't rebel against the Heavenly Gang and challenge the train conductor's position, you can do whatever you want."

Liya nodded silently, her eyes thoughtful.

He clearly listened.

"I see."

At this moment, Chen Jing, who was standing nearby, found the key to the armory and arrived at the gate of the armory.

Opening the door, the space inside was small, and there weren't many weapons stored there.

Some of the weapons were covered in red slime, which looked disgusting.

"Search for usable weapons."

Of the three boxes of ammunition, only one box was still usable.

Ten Molotov cocktails, ten hand grenades, and twenty flashbangs.

In addition, there were three assault rifles, five 9mm silenced pistols, and more than two thousand rounds of usable ammunition.

The armor is usable, but some parts are stained with thick, hard-to-wash blood plasma and have a foul odor.

There are only five sets of bulletproof equipment available.

"Not even one-tenth of it is usable."

Chen Jing felt a little regretful, as these things were soaked in a foul-smelling slime, and he had no idea whether they were still usable.

Looking at the two large boxes of projectiles, Chen Jing felt a deep sense of regret.

But then I thought about it again and opened the trading platform directly.

They hung all the damaged weapons up there.

Before long, Chen Jing received a series of purchase messages.

The buyer was always the same person.

It was an acquaintance, a low-key salted fish!

[Low-key Salted Fish: Friend, I can take all these weapons with me. I can offer fifty loaves of bread and twenty bottles of water.]

Six hundred and sixty-six. Can these things be exchanged for a dozen assault rifles, thousands of rounds of ammunition, and projectiles?

Are you dreaming?

Chen Jing twitched the corner of his mouth. This guy named Salty Fish was really stingy.

However, the things he had were all broken to begin with.

They're being sold, so be it. These are the only grenades they have; pulling the pin will probably cause them to explode instantly. Whoever uses them is doomed.

[Melancholy Fries: That's too low, can you raise it a bit? And I'm not lacking food, is there anything else?]

Chen Jing also wanted to know if this kid had anything good to offer.

After all, they seem to be treated the same as the main characters, so don't they have any good stuff?

[The low-key salted fish: I'll think about it.]

Chen Jing saw that the salted fish was unwilling to trade and lost interest. Just as he was about to exit the chat, he suddenly saw a private message.

[Little White Hair: Hey bro, I'll give you a resource decomposer blueprint, how about you give me a rifle and a few hundred bullets in return?]

As he spoke, Little White Hair produced a blueprint.

[Blueprint: Resource Decomposer]

[Level: 9]

[Quality: Excellent]

[Effect: Can decompose waste materials into production materials]

[Qualification Requirements: 20 units of red iron ore, 50 red crystal coins, and one deep red tissue.]

Wow! It's a practical type of blueprint.

[Melancholy Fries: Okay, but I can only give you two pistols, two hundred bullets, three grenades, and five flashbangs. Think about it?]

Upon seeing the items Chen Jing provided, they acted almost without hesitation; these pistols were more than enough for self-defense.

Two hundred rounds of ammunition are used up too quickly on a rifle.

[Little White Hair: Okay, I've already requested the trade.]

Chen Jing didn't waste any time and completed the transaction directly.

He had fewer useless pistols and more blueprints.

With this, the entire Crimson Town can be converted into resources.

All the pots, pans, and utensils were dismantled.

"You can take these three guns and use them. Just use the bullets for fun."

Chen Jing distributed the three assault rifles to Li Qiya and the other two women.

Regular firearms are only useful in the early game.

It will need to be reinforced with special materials later on.

For example, Chen Jing's Thousand Chance Umbrella relies on mental energy to condense and fire bullets.

If it were an ordinary gun, it would most likely be blocked by Chen Jing's enhanced body if it were fired at him now.

After reaching level three, some parts of the body can already block attacks from ordinary firearms.

"Thank you, conductor."

Liya took the rifle, her tone rather unnatural.

After all, she was already twenty-eight, while Chen Jing looked much younger than her.

Liya wasn't used to calling her younger brother "adult."

"By the way, what was that horde of zombies here just now?"

"It's a special monster. It was originally sleeping in the underground passage, but it was disturbed by the Black Wolf Gang. Now it's on the second floor of the police station."

Liya's tone was serious.

She had only seen the monster from afar and had not seen its specific form.

However, it was extremely large, resembling a large red tumor.

"Will they all use incendiary bombs?"

Chen Jing has no intention of leaving.

Once you've collected enough items, go back and try to upgrade your Tier 3 train to unlock the living quarters.

A good life is something we must pursue.

"The panel comes with a user guide, no problem."

Liya said with certainty.

Survival games have digitized the entire world, resulting in some things that used to require understanding and learning now being learned simply by looking at some materials.

"Each person gets a set of armor. After you're all dressed, go up to the second floor."

Chen Jing distributed a set of bulletproof equipment to each person, while he himself was fully armed, once again taking the blame for his actions.

After all, the black pot is made of pure steel.

Its defensive capabilities are in no way inferior to iron armor.

Li Qiya was also unfairly blamed.

The train conductor must have had a deeper meaning in doing so.

With the four-person team fully armed, Luo Baili behind them was always ready to accelerate Chen Jing's combat experience.

To prevent the three of them from being buried with Chen Jing if something happens to him.

After all, their lives were in the hands of the train conductor alone.

We arrived at the second floor.

The stairs were very damp.

The ground was covered with a sticky, red, wriggling liquid.

The stench assaulted Chen Jing's senses, keeping him looking grumpy.

It stinks!

It's like an old lady's foot binding cloth mixed with sauerkraut fermenting in a large vat for forty-nine years.

Stopping in his tracks, Chen Jing saw, through the dim light, a wriggling tumor at the end of the corridor.

pat!

With each movement, the tumor emitted a sound as a sticky mass of flesh and blood slapped against the ground.

"Drop the incendiary bombs!"

Chen Jing did not hesitate.

Upon hearing the order, the three women behind him lit the Molotov cocktails and threw them with all their might.

It's sizzling!

Flames burned the scarlet tumor, and the dazzling light allowed Chen Jing to see its true form.

The fleshy tumor was a person; to be precise, all that remained of her was a rotting head, and that tumor-like object was the breeding ground for the Crimson Servant.

[Biographies: Crimson Mother]

[Level: Three]

[Skills: Divide, Devour, Crimson Poison Mist.]

[Introduction: The culprit behind the fall of Crimson Town. Be careful not to touch her flesh, or you will be slowly devoured, becoming nourishment for her offspring.]

The regional boss has appeared!

Chen Jing was on high alert.

On the second day of survival, you face a regional boss.

Others may still be working towards level two.

"Since we can't get close, what if I suppress them with firepower?"

As Chen Jing spoke, the Thousand-Machine Umbrella in his hand transformed into a cannon.

At the same time, the three women also took out the hand grenades they had prepared.

Almost all of them were thrown out!

The roar shook the ground.

In an instant, the entire police station building began to tremble.