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

"Rank C, a talent that slightly enhances basic strength."

Chen Ye was cautious and didn't reveal his SSS talent. After all, he had read many post-apocalyptic survival novels, and he knew that humanity and morality would quickly collapse in the apocalypse.

He has top-notch talent, but right now it's the same as having no talent at all. It's best to be careful, mainly because his roommate is a big mouth and can't keep anything to himself.

"A C grade isn't bad, better than a D grade. But seriously, is this real or fake? Could it be one of those prank variety shows? Where are the cameras hidden?"

Qin Zhaoyang looked around as he spoke.

"We've probably traveled through time. Since we can really extract talents, what they said on the radio must be true."

Chen Ye frowned slightly. This first trial would mostly depend on his roommate. If he could get a crossbow or something, Qin Zhaoyang would immediately be able to fight.

He then asked, "By the way, what are your base attributes?"

Strength 3, Agility 5, Constitution 3, Spirit 3.

Qin Zhaoyang was not cunning and decisively revealed his basic attributes.

Chen Ye seemed to be deep in thought. It seemed that this basic attribute was assigned based on physical qualities.

He is 1.85 meters tall, strong and athletic, while Qin Zhaoyang is just a skinny little monkey who is only a little over 1.7 meters tall and whose hobbies are playing video games and watching adult films.

His gaze fell on Zhao Hai across the aisle. Zhao Hai had secured his starting position as the small forward on the school's basketball team since his freshman year. He was a size bigger than him, so his basic attributes must be quite high.

As your level increases, your base attributes will also increase. Even without talent bonuses, the difference of a few points in base attributes is negligible.

But this is a post-apocalyptic survival game, and it's uncertain how many people in their carriage will survive, let alone level up.

"Look at the system, there's a chat group, it's a large chat group for the whole train. It seems that this system can also create its own groups, add friends, send messages, and so on. There's also a warehouse."

The speaker was Zhou Yating, the class monitor, who was wearing a very cartoonish pink bear pajama set.

Upon hearing this, Chen Ye reopened the system interface, found a bubble icon, and silently entered the group chat. The group chat interface then appeared before him.

Group messages poured out like a flood bursting its banks.

[Carriage 1 (Zhang Wei): Holy crap! Where the hell am I?! I got a D-level talent called "Night Vision," what the hell is it?!]

[Carriage 2 (Liu Dong): Stop arguing! I got the C-rank talent "Dexterous Hands," hahaha! +2 to base agility, and the ability to pick locks too. Anyone want to team up with me?]

[Carriage 8 (Sun Na): Are you an idiot? You're laughing with only a C-level talent. You won't even know how you died.]

[Carriage 4 (Wang Qiang): Who the hell cares about your C-rank? I got an A-rank talent, "Swift Phantom," with double the growth value for agility. Once I'm developed, I'll protect you all!]

[Carriage 7 (Lin Xiaoyu): Does anyone know if this is true? I'm so scared, I want to go home...]

[Carriage 6 (Chen Hao): Don't panic, everyone. I just checked the system shop. We can exchange points for food and water. This game is playable.]

The messages were flooding in so fast that Chen Ye couldn't keep up with them.

He noticed that these IDs were marked with carriage numbers. The train had a total of eight carriages and 320 people.

Moreover, judging from the chat content, these people should all be students and teachers of Yuncheng University.

"There might be acquaintances in other carriages."

Qin Zhaoyang was also keeping an eye on the chat group messages.

Chen Ye ignored him and continued browsing the group chat.

[Carriage 4 (Zhao Ruoxi): Dear students, this is Zhao Ruoxi, a teacher from the Computer Science Department. Please remain calm. The most important thing now is to confirm everyone's identity and location. I suggest that students in each carriage get to know each other and try to move as a group once we arrive at the place called "Corpse City".]

Upon seeing this message, Chen Ye's brows twitched slightly.

Zhao Ruoxi is the class teacher of Class 3, Freshman Year in the Computer Science Department.

Chen Ye sent a message in the group.

[Carriage 3 (Chen Ye): Teacher Zhao, Qin Zhaoyang and I are in carriage 3. Our class monitor, Zhou Yating, is also in this carriage.]

[Carriage 4 (Zhao Ruoxi): Chen Ye? You're all in Carriage 3? Great! The situation is unclear right now, but since the rules say we must get off the train for the trial, we have to face it. I suggest each carriage tally everyone's awakened talents and abilities, and we'll regroup after we get off the train in Corpse City.]

[Carriage 4 (Zhao Ruoxi): Also, does anyone know anything about the other carriages? Besides me, there are some students from the Physics Department and the Mathematics Department in our carriage 4; it's probably a mix of three classes.]

[Carriage 2 (Liu Dong): Our carriage 2 is for the School of Foreign Languages ​​and the School of Law.]

[Carriage 5 (Wang Qiang): Carriage 5 is for the School of Economics and Management and the School of Arts.]

[Carriage 7 (Lin Xiaoyu): Carriage 7 contains students from the School of Arts and the School of Education]

The news continued to spread, with people in each carriage reporting the composition of their own passengers.

It appears that this "death train" randomly assigned students and teachers from Yuncheng University to eight carriages.

Chen Ye exited the group chat and checked the points mall and warehouse.

The points mall has all kinds of daily necessities, including cigarettes, sanitary napkins and umbrellas, but everyone's points are currently zero.

The warehouse is a storage space, but it can only store items redeemed with points and items dropped by monsters.

The other students started chatting too, and now they knew that everyone on the train was a student or teacher from their own school, and there was nothing strange about it.

The carriage became lively again, with some people studying the system's functions and others discussing innate abilities.

Just then, a loud voice rang out in the carriage.

"Stop arguing!"

Everyone's attention was drawn to it.

Zhao Hai stood up from his seat.

He is 1.95 meters tall and weighs 90 kilograms, with muscles all over his body.

Even wearing a black vest and floral shorts, his imposing presence remained undiminished; as the starting small forward for the school basketball team, he was known to many.

I don't know about the other carriages, but in this carriage, if Zhao Hai claims to be second, no one would dare to claim to be first.

"You all saw what Teacher Zhao said, right? She's right. Panicking won't help, and crying won't help either."

"Forty of us are locked in this carriage. We're going to get off in two hours to go to that place where the corpses live for twenty-four hours."

"Nobody knows what's in that place. But since the rules say you can kill monsters to get points, that means there are monsters there."

Zhao Hai's voice was steady and powerful, carrying an inherent air of authority that commanded respect.

The carriage fell silent, and everyone stared at him.

"Therefore, we must stick together. Going it alone will lead to a quick death, while the chances of survival are greater if we unite."

He paused after saying that, then raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and held it up to his eyes.

"I'll lay my cards on the table first."

As soon as he finished speaking, a layer of silvery-gray metallic luster suddenly appeared on Zhao Hai's fist, spreading from his knuckles.

In just two seconds, his entire right fist and forearm turned into silvery-white metal.

"My S-rank talent, [Iron Armor], allows me to metalize my arms, dealing damage three times my base strength. My four base attributes are Strength 5, Agility 4, Constitution 5, and Spirit 2."