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

The room was silent for a few seconds.

Zhao Hai was the first to speak, his voice low and calm, carrying an expected calm: "Not surprising. If it were me, I wouldn't get involved in this mess either."

Wang Shuo turned around by the window and leaned against the windowsill: "That's true, but it still doesn't feel good to be rejected. After all, we risked our lives together. Without us that night in Guidu, would they have survived?"

Li Zheng glanced at Wang Shuo and said, "What you said is wrong. Even without Wang Ze, we might not be able to get past the fusion stage."

Wang Shuo opened his mouth but didn't refute it; what Li Zheng said was true.

Qin Zhaoyang sat up from the sofa, his hands gripping the armrests: "So what do we do? There are only six of us. Tang Jingxin on the other side is level 9 herself, and she has a level 6 subordinate named Sean. The other three are all level 5. If she's determined to mess with us..."

Chen Ye leaned back against the headboard, his hands behind his head, and said in a calm and unhurried tone: "We'll deal with whatever comes our way. We still have Jiang Ning as our ally. After all, we have three S-level combatants. Tang Jingxin's team has a high average level, but Tang Jingxin is the only S-level combatant. As long as Jiang Ning betrays us, our strength will not be inferior to their team."

Qin Zhaoyang paused for a moment, then said "Oh," leaned back on the sofa, and relaxed a bit.

Zhao Hai looked at Chen Ye, his brows furrowing slightly.

He didn't speak, but he felt that Chen Ye was making it sound too easy. Tang Jingxin was level 9, the level difference was too great.

Chen Ye sat up in bed and stretched his neck: "Alright, everyone go back and rest. We have to catch a train early tomorrow morning."

Zhao Hai stood up, looked at Chen Ye, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just nodded: "I'm leaving."

Wang Shuo and Li Zheng walked over from the window and followed Zhao Hai toward the door.

As Wang Shuo passed by Chen Ye, he reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Strategist, go to sleep early."

Zhou Yating stood up from the foot of the bed, glanced at Chen Ye, nodded slightly, and also left the room.

Only Chen Ye and Qin Zhaoyang remained in the room.

"Brother Ye, I'm going to sleep too, goodnight!"

After Qin Zhaoyang finished speaking, he fell asleep immediately, and a few minutes later, his even breathing could be heard.

Chen Ye glanced at Qin Zhaoyang. Sometimes he really admired Qin Zhaoyang; no matter the environment, he could fall asleep instantly.

He looked away and brought up the attribute panel.

Name: Chen Ye

[Level: Lv6 (86%)]

【Stamina: 600/600】

Energy Level: 600/600

【Strength: 30】

Agility: 9+ (5)

[Physical Fitness: 30]

【Spirit: 8】

[Talent: Superhuman Strength (SSS)]

[Skill: Heavy Cannon (B)]

Points: 280

Free attribute points: 0 points

With 30 points in Strength and Constitution, the maximum of the Thousand-Pound Cannon is 90 points in Strength Burst. Which attribute is stronger, this one or the level 9 Tang Jingxin? I have to say, I really want to give it a try.

He turned off the control panel, lay down, rolled over, pulled the blanket up to his shoulders, and closed his eyes.

……

The next day.

Eight o'clock in the morning.

When Chen Ye and his group arrived at the station, the gray-white daylight had already bathed the entire city.

Ten railway tracks stretch out side by side inside the station, disappearing into a light mist at the edge of the field of vision.

At this moment, only train G5002 is still parked on the tracks; the other nine tracks are empty.

The doors of all eight carriages were open, but most people were standing on the stone floor between the tracks.

Some people were squatting on the ground smoking, some were huddled together talking in hushed tones, and some were standing alone in a corner checking the supplies in the storage space.

No one laughed, and no one showed any sign of relief.

The three-day rest in the safe zone felt like a short dream, and now it's time to wake up.

Chen Ye stood on the open space in front of carriage number three, his gaze sweeping over the crowd in the station.

The G5002 train is now full after being replenished. These passengers have all experienced several life-or-death situations, so the train should not be losing passengers as quickly as before.

Luo Zheng, who sells information in the trading market, said that the survival trial with a two-star difficulty will only be unlocked when a passenger on the train reaches level 10. Based on this, we can infer that the next trial should still be a one-and-a-half-star difficulty.

Their team's strength has improved several levels compared to when they were in Guidu, especially his own strength. The monsters in the next survival trial are not the main danger; Tang Jingxin is.

"Wang Ze and Xia Yan are over there."

Zhao Hai's voice came from the side. He raised his chin and pointed to the open space in front of carriage number seven.

Chen Ye followed his gaze.

Wang Ze leaned against the wall of carriage number seven, his arms crossed over his chest.

Xia Yan stood beside him, her pigtails hanging down on either side of her shoulders, holding a bottle of water and drinking it.

Wang Ze also noticed Chen Ye's gaze and nodded slightly as a greeting.

Chen Ye nodded as well, but did not go over.

"Didn't Wang Ze and Xia Yan stay with you last night?"

Qin Zhaoyang peeked out from behind Chen Ye.

Zhao Hai shook his head: "No. I haven't seen him since I left your room. I was alone in my room last night."

Zhou Yating stood on the other side of Chen Ye, glancing at Qin Zhaoyang: "Wang Ze and Xia Yan booked a new room last night."

Qin Zhaoyang said "Oh" and withdrew his head.

Wang Shuo squatted on the ground and muttered, "That's normal, they're just a young couple."

Just as he finished speaking, footsteps suddenly came from the direction of the station entrance.

All eyes turned to the entrance at the same time.

Tang Jingxin's group entered the station.

Tang Jingxin walked at the front, her black windbreaker swaying slightly in the morning breeze, her pace neither fast nor slow.

Six people followed behind him.

Walking to Tang Jingxin's right was a man who looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, about 1.75 meters tall, with a well-proportioned figure, and wearing a gray-green tactical jacket.

His steps were perfectly synchronized with Tang Jingxin's, half a step behind, neither too close nor too far.

Chen Ye had probably already guessed that this man was Sean, whom Wen Ning had mentioned, and who was ranked ninth on the ranking list.

The other three team members walked behind Sean, two men and one woman, all between twenty and thirty years old.

Jiang Ning and Jian Lan walked at the very back of the group.

Seven people walked from the station entrance to the open space in front of carriage number five, and people along the way automatically made way for them.

Tang Jingxin walked to the front of carriage number five and stood still. He didn't rush to board the train, but turned around and glanced around the station.

His gaze swept over Chen Ye without lingering.

Then his gaze settled on the direction of the station entrance.

Another group of people walked in at the station entrance.

The woman walking at the front had a blunt, chin-length bob, the ends of which were so neatly trimmed it looked like it had been measured with a ruler. She was wearing a long black trench coat.

She was followed by four people, one woman and three men, and the five of them entered carriage number one without lingering outside.

Qin Zhaoyang leaned close to Chen Ye's ear and whispered, "I've inquired. Su Jin, who's ranked second on the leaderboard, is in carriage number one. That woman should be her."