Train Survival: Can I get a treasure chest by touching my goddess?

[Use Attribute Potion - Constitution (Black Iron Grade), Constitution +10]

Current physical condition: 17 (normal adult male average is 5)

Shen Wen clenched his fist and could feel the change in strength.

It's not the kind of exaggerated surge, but a more real and steady sense of fulfillment.

He casually picked up the [Blueprint - Bullet (Rotten Wood Grade)] again, unfolded it, and glanced at it.

[Blueprint - Bullet (Rotten Wood Grade)]

Materials needed: 1 kg of metal, 0.1 kg of gunpowder

[Production Location: Train Work Table]

[Effect: Can produce 50 rounds of 7.62mm bullets]

Su Qingxuan walked over and glanced at it: "We still haven't found gunpowder, so we need to use bullets sparingly."

Shen Wen nodded and handed the blueprint to Jiang Youchu.

"Keep it safe, we'll talk about it when we get back."

Jiang Youchu took the blueprint and was about to say something when a mechanical voice simultaneously rang in the minds of the four people—

[We are approaching a platform junction. Train conductor, please select the direction of travel.]

Option 1: Abandoned Hospital

Option 2: Contaminated Area

[Select time: 60 seconds]

Shen Wen immediately looked at Su Qingxuan.

Su Qingxuan closed her eyes and activated her talent, [Predicting Good and Bad Fortune].

Three seconds later, she opened her eyes—

"Abandoned hospital: Minor misfortune. Contaminated area: Major misfortune."

The carriage was silent for a moment.

Jiang Youchu swallowed hard: "A terrible omen... that sounds terrifying."

Su Mu frowned: "Even the little culprit isn't safe."

Shen Wen paused for two seconds, then looked at Su Qingxuan: "Sister, will my platform sign work?"

Su Qingxuan's eyes lit up: "Yes, that prop."

Shen Wen took out the palm-sized metal compass from his pocket.

Platform signage (Bronze level)

[Number of attempts remaining: 5/5]

He chose to use it.

The compass surface glowed faintly, and the pointer slowly rotated, finally stopping in the direction of the abandoned hospital.

New information appeared on the screen—

[Platform: Abandoned Hospital]

[Resource Types: Medical Supplies, Chemical Reagents, Laboratory Equipment]

[Danger Level: Medium]

[Main Threat: Infected (Wilderness-Iron level), approximately 15-20 in number]

[Recommendation: Consider exploration if you have long-range firepower available]

Shen Wen stared at the words "Contaminated Zone" on the screen, then glanced at the detailed information displayed on the indicator light—

[Platform: Contaminated Area]

[Resource types: food, fresh water, pollution sources]

[Danger Level: High]

[Main Threat: Pollution Crocodile (Iron-level), approximately 10 in number]

[Recommendation: Exploration is not recommended]

Ten Black Iron grade.

He quickly reviewed the current combat strength in his mind.

A black iron-grade longsword, a black iron-grade submachine gun, and a dozen or so rotten wood-grade rifles.

No matter how skilled Su Mu is, how many Black Iron level monsters can he deal with at the same time?

Besides, they have no shortage of food and fresh water now, so there's no need to take this risk.

Of course, if there really is a shortage.

Then we have no choice but to take the risk.

Moreover, this abandoned hospital also contained medicines, medical equipment, and chemical agents.

I don't know if they have nutrient solution. If they do, then we can use hydroponics.

"Abandoned hospital." Shen Wen didn't hesitate and pointed to the first option.

[Selected: Abandoned Hospital]

[Next stop: Abandoned Hospital Station]

Arrival time: 15 minutes later

Please prepare to disembark.

The mechanical sound disappeared.

Jiang Youchu leaned closer, her eyes lighting up as she looked at the compass rose in his hand: "This thing is so useful! It even knows how many monsters are in it?"

Shen Wen nodded and put the compass back into his pocket.

Otherwise, even with Sister Qingxuan's judgment of good and bad fortune, I'm afraid I wouldn't know how to choose.

But those who don't have these talents and tools, it seems like both of them would choose the contaminated area.

After all, hospitals are places that seem to be very unlucky.

"Fifteen minutes." Su Mu had already walked to the pile of supplies and started attaching equipment to his body.

She gripped the steel longsword in her hand, picked up a Madsen rifle, checked the magazine, and slung it over her shoulder.

Shen Wen picked up the MAS submachine gun, weighed it in his hand, and then stuffed three magazines into his pocket.

After thinking for a moment, I also put on the backpack containing the bullets.

Su Qingxuan and Jiang Youchu each took a rifle.

"Walk."

The car door opened.

A cold wind blew in, colder than the previous stop, carrying a damp, musty smell.

Shen Wen was the first to step down the stairs.

The platform was even more dilapidated than the armory station.

The cement floor was cracked into pieces, and what grew in the cracks was not weeds, but a kind of grayish-black moss that was slippery to the touch.

Half of the awning overhead had completely collapsed, revealing a gloomy sky.

The sky was leaden gray, the sun was nowhere to be seen, and it was impossible to tell whether it was day or evening.

In the distance, a building stands alone on the wasteland.

The three-story building has lost most of its white exterior tiles, revealing the mottled cement underneath.

None of the windows were intact; the dark, gaping windows resembled empty eye sockets.

The sign above the main entrance was crooked, and the red cross had faded to a dark brown, but the word "hospital" was still barely legible.

Jiang Youchu swallowed.

"This is too... creepy."

She moved closer to Shen Wen, her voice low as if afraid of disturbing something: "Hospitals are scary enough, but this one is abandoned... This is definitely the opening scene of a horror movie."

Su Qingxuan didn't speak, but Shen Wen noticed that her eyebrows twitched slightly.

Even the calmest older sister sensed something was wrong.

Shen Wen took a deep breath and gripped the submachine gun in his hand tightly.

"Don't be afraid," he said, his voice more steady than expected. "Little Fierce, as long as we pay attention, everything will be fine."

He himself wasn't sure whether he believed what he said.

But he was the train conductor, the only man, and he couldn't panic.

The four walked forward.

The ground beneath my feet was covered with gravel and dry weeds, each step making a soft cracking sound.

Su Mu walked to his right, a rifle slung over his shoulder, a long knife in his hand, the tip of which pointed diagonally at the ground.

Her steps were light, her gaze sweeping over every corner where danger might be lurking.

Shen Wen could sense that she was nervous.

It wasn't the kind of trembling tension, but rather a feeling of being completely taut, ready to spring into action at any moment.

When I got to the hospital entrance, I was still twenty meters away from the crooked glass door.

Three figures emerged from the shadows behind the door.

Shen Wen paused in his steps.

That was in human form.

But it is definitely not human.

His skin was grayish-white, as if it had been soaking in water for too long, wrinkled and wrapped around his skeleton.

His eyes were sunken, filled with a murky grayish-white liquid, without pupils. His mouth was half-open, revealing dark red gums and a few scattered teeth.

They were wearing tattered clothes, barely recognizable as hospital gowns and white coats.

Polluter.

Jiang Youchu gasped, her mouth agape.

Su Qingxuan's hand had already covered it, silencing her scream.

Jiang Youchu's eyes widened, and she whimpered twice before being dragged back a step by Su Qingxuan.

The three polluters were alerted.

They turned their heads and "looked" in the direction of the four people with their pupil-less eyes.

Then, it moved.

Shen Wen gripped his submachine gun tightly.