Death Train: SSS-level talent right from the start!

After the battle, Gu Qinghuan, Wen Ning, Qin Zhaoyang, and Zhou Yating walked over to Chen Ye and Zhao Hai.

The five-man team hadn't had time to fully recover from being surrounded.

They were prepared for a tough battle, but before they could make any real move, all eight mechanical spiders were turned into scrap metal in less than three minutes.

The five people stood still, their eyes scanning back and forth between Chen Ye, Zhao Hai, Wen Ning, Gu Qinghuan, and the others, each with a different expression.

Some people unconsciously took a half step back, as if to create a safe distance before reassessing the people in front of them.

The leader was a short-haired young man in his early twenties. His gaze lingered on Chen Ye and Gu Qinghuan for noticeably longer than on the others. Then, he took a deep breath, took two steps forward, and said sincerely, "Thank you."

Chen Ye turned to look at him: "Which train are you on?"

The short-haired young man replied, "Train G4928."

Chen Ye's gaze lingered on his face for a moment before he continued, "How many people are on your train? What's the highest level? How many are above level 20?"

The short-haired youth's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was quickly weighing the intentions behind the question.

He paused for a moment, then answered truthfully: "There are 158 passengers in total, one level 22, two level 21, no level 20 passengers, and the next level after those three is level 19."

After saying that, he added the second half of his sentence: "These three are from the merged trains, and they are far ahead of us in terms of class."

Chen Ye nodded slightly.

Passengers in classes 21 and 22 were five to six classes higher than him.

Despite the huge difference in talent, the difference in basic attributes brought about by level is still not negligible.

That level 22 passenger, if their talent is S-level or higher, is indeed someone to be wary of.

He has obtained the information he wanted.

"let's go."

Chen Ye withdrew his gaze and said nothing more.

He turned around and walked back the way he came, with Zhao Hai following closely behind, followed by Wen Ning, Qin Zhaoyang, Zhou Yating, and Gu Qinghuan.

The group left swiftly and decisively, just as they had come without any hesitation.

The short-haired youth watched Chen Ye and his companions disappear from the edge of the open space until they were completely hidden in the shadows between the metal buildings before he finally let out a long sigh of relief.

A female team member stepped forward from behind him and whispered, "This team is very strong. And they didn't even ask us for medicine, not even a mention."

The short-haired youth withdrew his gaze, his expression more relaxed than before: "The questions he asked were their reward for their services. If those three highest-ranking bastards on our train were to run into them, I don't know who would be stronger."

The female team member frowned slightly, looking at him with confusion: "Then why didn't you tell him more about the high-class passengers on our train? Like Zhong Xiu's talent, abilities, equipment, or something? Wouldn't that have made them more aware in advance?"

The short-haired youth shook his head, a barely noticeable smile curving his lips: "If we reveal too much information, they'll think we have ulterior motives. The chances of us fighting are higher if we don't know each other's secrets."

His gaze swept over the patch of metal wreckage still crackling with electricity, his tone carrying a clarity that had settled after repeated struggles in the survival game: "It's better for high-level passengers to fight each other, preferably all of them die, so that we have a chance to survive. Otherwise, even if we get the survival mark, we'll be hunted down by the higher-level ones."

He paused for a moment, then turned around to face the four team members behind him, his tone becoming more serious: "Remember, don't say a word in the group chat that we encountered a powerful team from train G4939."

The three team members exchanged glances, then nodded emphatically in unison.

……

Chen Ye and his group returned to the main road and continued towards the control tower in the center of the mechanical city.

The team moved at a moderate pace.

"There are actually passengers of level 22 on train G4928. This is not good news. It is two levels higher than the highest level we have here."

Zhao Hai frowned slightly, his tone carrying a hint of seriousness.

Chen Ye didn't reply immediately. He summoned the system chat panel, a blue light screen unfolded before his eyes, and his finger quickly swiped across the screen, finding Lu Qingchuan's name, composing a message and sending it.

[Chen Ye: There are three high-class passengers on train G4928: one level 22 and two level 21.]

The reply popped up less than ten seconds after the message was sent.

[Lu Qingchuan: Received.]

Two simple words, no questioning about the source of the information, no unnecessary formalities.

Chen Ye stared at those two words for half a second, then closed the system panel, and the blue light screen shrank and dissipated in front of him.

He turned to look at Zhao Hai: "Before obtaining the survival mark, the high-level passengers won't fight each other. Besides, there are only three high-level passengers on train G4928. After obtaining the survival mark, cooperating with Lu Qingchuan and the others should make it easy to safely get through this survival trial."

Zhao Hai nodded slightly, his brows relaxing a bit: "You're right, let's go check out the control tower first."

The group continued along the main road, and their speed increased considerably.

Along the way, they encountered several more waves of wandering mechanical monsters.

Several mechanical beasts resembling hunting dogs darted out of the alleyway and were sliced ​​into pieces in mid-air by Gu Qinghuan's throwing knives.

A group of unicycle-shaped mechanical monsters, similar in appearance to the one that Lu Qingchuan had cleaved in the station, encountered the group head-on as they turned a street corner.

Zhao Hai rushed forward and smashed the two leading bodies to pieces with two punches. The remaining bodies were pinned to the ground by Wen Ning's shadow spikes.

These unicycle mechanical monsters looked huge, but they were just ordinary monsters. The battle went smoothly, no one was injured, and no one gained a survival mark.

Qin Zhaoyang squatted beside the wreckage of a unicycle-like mechanical monster that Zhao Hai had smashed: "Speaking of which, we've killed quite a few mechanical monsters along the way, so how come we haven't gotten a single survival mark? Not only have we not gotten any marks, but we haven't even gotten any dropped items. I remember that Sister Wen Ning got a survival mark when we killed some monsters in Mirror City."

Wen Ning continued, "It's a matter of probability. Back in Mirror City, I was the only one who obtained the Survival Mark by killing ordinary monsters. You all obtained it by killing elite monsters. The probability of obtaining the Survival Mark by killing ordinary monsters should be extremely low."

Gu Qinghuan's gaze fell on the increasingly close outline of the towering building: "We've only killed ordinary monsters. To obtain survival marks, we'll probably have to go to the central area."

"We'll be there soon. We'll find out when we go. I guess some people have already gone ahead."

Chen Ye finished speaking and strode forward.

The others quickly followed.

This survival trial will last for a full five days, but they are not in a hurry.

About half an hour later, the towering control tower was almost within reach.

Up close, the building is enormous, with an overall silver-white color and a huge, seven- or eight-meter-high metal door on the front that is tightly closed.

Chen Ye stopped at the edge of the plaza in front of the control tower.

The square is flat and made of dark gray metal panels, and is about the size of two football fields.

A large number of people had already gathered in the square.