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

Jiang Youchu ran over, and the moment her hand touched the side of the bucket, the light screen popped up.

[Contaminated water]

Capacity: 60 liters

[Status: Not for direct consumption; requires purification]

"Water!" Jiang Youchu called out, turning around. "Sixty liters, but it's contaminated and needs to be purified before it's drinkable."

Su Qingxuan was slightly taken aback, then smiled: "Xiao Wen is really lucky. The blueprint for the water purifier that was just completed has already come in handy."

Shen Wen also realized what was happening, and a smile crept onto his lips: "It really is."

Three buckets total 180 liters, so at least for a short time they won't have to worry about drinking water.

He walked to the factory gate, glanced at the sky outside. The gray light remained unchanged, but he knew time was passing.

"Move them as quickly as possible." He turned to everyone and said, "We only have three hours. First, move all the boxes to the door, count them, and make sure nothing is missing before moving them back."

The four immediately split up and took action.

Su Mu was in charge of picking locks. The long steel knife in her hand was like a can opener, one lock after another. The sound of locks flying off echoed in the empty factory.

Jiang Youchu followed behind her, quickly glancing at the contents of each box she opened and reporting the type of supplies.

"Rifle, out of bullets."

"Still a rifle, empty."

"Bullets! This box is full of bullets."

"More bullets."

"Canned food, pure canned food."

Su Qingxuan was in charge of counting, silently keeping track in her mind: four boxes of bullets, three boxes of canned food, six boxes of guns, three iron buckets, and two dog corpses.

Shen Wen was responsible for dragging the pried-open boxes to the door, one after another. His arms soon ached, but he didn't stop.

Thirty minutes later, all the boxes were stacked in a row at the door.

"Is everything complete?" Shen Wen asked.

Su Qingxuan nodded: "Thirteen boxes in total, plus three iron barrels, plus two corpses."

Shen Wen glanced at the two dog corpses, walked over, grabbed one hind leg with each hand, and dragged them onto an empty box, laying them flat.

The bodies were incredibly heavy. He took a breath and said, "Push them back. One person takes one stack, take your time."

The four men, each carrying a stack of boxes, bent over and pushed them toward the platform.

The iron-wheeled box rolled on the uneven cement ground, making a rumbling sound.

Jiang Youchu pushed the box the slowest, and it wobbled and almost tipped over several times.

Su Mu walked beside her, freeing one hand to help her.

No one spoke; only the sound of wheels turning and heavy breathing filled the air.

Twenty minutes later, the first batch of boxes arrived at the train door.

Shen Wen jumped into the car and dragged the boxes inside one by one. Su Mu passed them up from below, while Su Qingxuan and Jiang Youchu went back to transport the second batch.

Three round trips.

Finally, Shen Wen carried the two dog carcasses onto the carriage and leaned them against the wall. Blood seeped out, spreading a small dark red stain on the metal floor.

He stood by the train door, glanced at the mountain of supplies piled up inside the carriage, and then at the empty concrete floor of the platform.

Everything has been moved.

Shen Wen closed the car door, leaned against it, and let out a long sigh.

I glanced at the time.

【00:15:89】

Two hours and thirty-five minutes.

Jiang Youchu plopped down on the ground, her forehead covered in sweat: "I'm exhausted...it's more tiring than exercising my liver..."

Su Mu didn't speak, leaning against the wall, his chest still heaving, but he still held the long knife in his hand.

The four sat on the floor, leaning against a small mountain of supply boxes, too tired to even move a finger.

Shen Wen caught his breath and looked at the three rusty iron buckets: "We need to get the water purifier out first."

This water is contaminated; it's probably not safe to drink directly.

Su Qingxuan nodded and brought up the system interface.

She noticed while she was moving things that, in addition to the regional channels, there was also a "Trading Platform" option in the system.

Once you click in, the interface is so simple it's almost rudimentary.

The left side is the category bar: supplies, weapons, food, medicine, and miscellaneous items.

On the right side are densely packed buy and sell listings, scrolling at an astonishing speed.

She quickly glanced at it and got a general idea.

"I'll buy activated carbon from here," Su Qingxuan said, tapping the screen a few times. "Five pounds of wood for one batch of activated carbon, I think someone will be willing."

Remembering something, Shen Wen stood up and walked to the boxes of firearms. He pried open one of the boxes and picked up a rifle.

The gun was heavier than I expected, the wooden stock was cool and smooth, and the metal parts were coated with a thick layer of butter.

He looked at it over and over again, not knowing where to start.

Before coming here, I was just an ordinary college student who had never even touched a real gun, let alone used one.

Su Mu walked over and took the gun from his hand.

The moment her finger touched the gun, a light screen unfolded before her eyes—

Weapon detected: Madsen 47 (Wilderness-class)

[Weapon Master talent activated...]

[Already mastered: Madsen 47 (Rotten Wood Class), can unleash 100% weapon effectiveness in combat]

In just three seconds, Su Mu's mind was flooded with countless pieces of information about the gun: its structure, operating principles, disassembly procedures, shooting techniques, troubleshooting common malfunctions...

She lowered her eyelashes and began to move her fingers.

He moved the latch, removed the magazine, and pulled the bolt to check the chamber—a series of actions performed with fluid grace, as if he had been using it for ten years.

Shen Wen was stunned.

After Su Mu finished inspecting and reinstalling it, he looked up at him and said, "Rotten Wood Class, effective range of 300 meters, magazine capacity of five rounds. An old relic, but it works."

Shen Wen took the gun and felt a little more at ease.

He glanced at the neatly stacked gun cases on the ground: "Twenty-four guns in total. Four cases of ammunition, four hundred rounds per case, for a total of sixteen hundred rounds."

"Sis, this thing should be worth a lot of money now."

Su Qingxuan nodded.

She had just browsed through the regional channels and found vendors selling food, water, clothes, and bedding, but she didn't see any selling guns.

It's not that nobody has it, it's that nobody is willing to sell it.

"Hang it up in a bit," she said. "I need to finish what I'm doing first."

On the other side, Jiang Youchu had already dragged the two dog corpses to the worktable.

The worktable is a two-meter square metal platform, its surface covered with scratches and rust, with several grooves and clips along its edges.

A semi-transparent screen floats above the table, displaying the operable options.

Jiang Youchu threw the dog carcass up, and a prompt immediately popped up on the screen—

[Decomposable substance detected: Wolf's Blood (Rotten Wood Grade)]

[Decompose?]

She clicked "confirm".

A faint glow appeared on the surface of the workbench, like some kind of energy field. The two corpses floated up, torn apart, separated, and reassembled in mid-air by an invisible force.

Three seconds later, the screen updates—

[Decomposition complete]

[Rewards: 10 pieces of wolf meat, 2 animal bones, 1 animal hide]

[Rewards: 10 pieces of wolf meat, 2 animal bones, 1 animal hide]

In a storage compartment on one side of the worktable, there were twenty dark red pieces of meat, each about the size of a palm, wrapped in a transparent film. Next to them were four thick leg bones and two gray-black hides.

Jiang Youchu picked up a piece of meat, weighed it in her hand, and her face fell: "One piece is only about three jin. Twenty pieces will only weigh sixty jin."

She looked at the spot where the two dog carcasses had been lying, her heart aching: "If they could decompose themselves, how could they have only produced so little? This workbench is heartless; they swallowed at least half of it!"

Su Mu walked over and glanced at the chunks of meat: "You're lucky there's any. Otherwise, are you planning to eat it raw?"

Jiang Youchu choked.