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

Chen Ye did not respond.

His gaze remained fixed on the station entrance.

Because someone else has arrived.

Five men walked in this time, with the two at the front walking side by side, their steps in sync.

The man on the left is burly, nearly 1.9 meters tall, and his physique is comparable to Zhao Hai's. He is wearing a black short-sleeved shirt, the sleeves of which are stretched taut, revealing his two thick forearms.

The one on the right is much thinner and shorter than the burly man by about half a head. He is wearing a dark gray hooded sweatshirt, but the hood is off, revealing a head of slightly messy black hair.

The two were followed by three teammates, who also appeared to be formidable opponents.

The group walked straight to the last carriage before stopping. Instead of going inside, they leaned against the carriage wall and started smoking.

Chen Ye withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Qin Zhaoyang: "Have you found out about those two?"

"Of course, I've been keeping an eye on the chat group these past few days. I basically know which carriage the top ten tough guys on the ranking list are in. Lei Xing, who's fourth on the ranking list, and Li Tianran, who's fifth, are in carriage number eight. It's definitely them."

Qin Zhaoyang only found out the name and carriage number in the system chat group, but there was no photo. He was relying on his intuition.

Chen Ye narrowed his eyes. The fourth and fifth ranked passengers were both level 7, meaning they were passengers with at least S-level talent.

He also discovered a common thread: these teams were all composed of five people.

If Jiang Ning and Jian Lan are removed from Tang Jingxin's team, it would be a five-person team. This is probably to prevent the team from being too bloated and to focus on elite members.

Zhao Hai stood next to Chen Ye, his gaze also falling on the group smoking in carriage number eight: "With this train combined, there are at least 10 people with S-level talents."

Chen Ye glanced at him sideways: "That's normal. If the trains were to merge a few more times, there probably wouldn't be any low-rated talents left. It's about time, let's get on the train."

Before boarding, he glanced toward carriage number five, and after a brief eye contact with Jiang Ning, he stepped into the carriage.

Zhao Hai and his group followed closely behind.

Everyone sat down in their seats. Wen Ning, who was in the row in front of Chen Ye, was already in her seat. She turned around and greeted Chen Ye.

Chen Ye nodded slightly, his gaze falling on Gu Qinghuan's seat, where Gu Qinghuan was already seated.

"Should we exchange our remaining points for potions?"

Zhao Hai asked from the other side of the corridor.

Chen Ye leaned back in his seat and glanced at him sideways: "Let's exchange them. We don't have many points left anyway. The next trial will most likely be a 1.5-star difficulty trial, which is a good opportunity to earn points. Ordinary monsters of 1.5-star difficulty won't pose a threat to us. What we need to watch out for is Tang Jingxin."

Zhao Hai asked, puzzled, "How do you know the next trial will be one and a half stars in difficulty?"

Qin Zhaoyang quickly answered, "Brother Ye spent a potion in Infinite City to ask a level 25 guy three questions. That guy said that passengers on the train need to reach level 10 to unlock the two-star difficulty survival trial, while the highest level on our train, Gao Tang Jingxin, is only level 9."

Zhao Hai nodded, his expression visibly relaxed: "That reduces the pressure considerably."

Chen Ye withdrew his gaze, his tone becoming more serious: "Each of you must ensure you have at least one recovery potion to quickly heal from serious injuries. Use your remaining points, besides food and water, to exchange for the potions you need."

As soon as the words were spoken, several people in the group simultaneously opened the system shop, and blue light screens appeared one after another in front of their respective seats.

Qin Zhaoyang was the first to get moving. He had barely spent his remaining 210 points in Infinite City; he had stayed in Chen Ye's room and eaten at Zhao Hai's.

He quickly swiped through the shop interface, exchanging one orange-yellow recovery potion and two red stamina potions for arrows, and exchanged the rest of his food and drink for arrows.

Zhou Yating moved at a leisurely pace. She had more points than Qin Zhaoyang, enough to barely support herself.

Wang Shuo and Li Zheng exchanged a glance, then stood up from their seats at the same time and walked to the aisle between Chen Ye and Zhao Hai's seats.

Wang Shuo looked down at Chen Ye: "Strategist, you can have the potions that Li Zheng and I have. Anyway, we don't have any skills and don't consume any stamina. We can each have two recovery potions to deal with any emergencies."

Li Zheng followed behind Wang Shuo, took out six red energy potions from his pocket, and handed them to Chen Ye: "Here, I exchanged them for eight energy potions."

Chen Ye looked at the red liquid tubes in Li Zheng's hand and didn't immediately reach out: "Are you sure? You have passive talents that don't consume energy points, so you can save up any extra points."

"Confirmed." Wang Shuo flipped his hand, and six vials of red liquid energy potions appeared in his palm. He handed the potions to Chen Ye: "We won't need them, strategist, you distribute them."

Chen Ye paused for a second, then reached out and took the eight vials of medicine from Wang Shuo's hand. Li Zheng also handed over six vials of medicine.

Fourteen vials of red liquid energy potion were squeezed into a bundle in his hand.

"Brother Hai."

Chen Ye handed seven vials of medicine to Zhao Hai.

Zhao Hai waved his hand: "I have enough. You spent all your money to buy Zhao Yang skill books, and Zhao Yang doesn't have many points. Now that he has skills, his energy consumption is also high. You two can split it."

Chen Ye withdrew his hand. Zhao Hai was indeed right. Qin Zhaoyang only had 6 strength potions. With his current strength attribute, he couldn't do any damage without using skills.

"Okay then."

He gave half of the medicine to Qin Zhaoyang.

Qin Zhaoyang hesitated for a moment but still accepted. He needed to level up quickly and improve his attributes, otherwise he would become a bloodsucker in the team. These potions were his capital for leveling up.

Chen Ye also opened the system shop, where he only had a pitiful 280 points left.

Now I have seven in hand, plus three in my storage space, for a total of ten energy potions.

He redeemed one recovery potion and two stamina potions, and used the remaining 30 points to redeem water and food.

Thanks to the upgrade that automatically replenishes his stamina, plus the 12 stamina potions he has, Chen Ye's current endurance is equivalent to three full mana bars.

At level one, the maximum strength value is only one hundred, but it can still be seen to increase to some extent through natural recovery.

At level six, the maximum stamina is 600, so natural recovery is negligible. In battle, you have to rely entirely on potions to restore your stamina.

Wen Ning, who was in the front row, turned around and said, "It's really rare. In this kind of environment, a team as united and selfless as yours is now extinct. Seeing this makes me want to join."

Chen Ye raised an eyebrow: "You're welcome to join anytime."

"Let's see."

Wen Ning did not give a direct answer, but only gave an ambiguous reply.

If Chen Ye hadn't had a grudge against Tang Jingxin, she would have accepted the invitation without hesitation, as she had a good impression of Chen Ye's team.

Chen Ye didn't say anything more; everyone was smart enough to understand without saying a word.

He glanced up at the clock in the carriage.

Nine o'clock sharp.

"Click—"

The mechanical sound of the train doors closing rang out.

Immediately following, a heavy metallic scraping sound came from the wheels and the rails, the train started moving, the body vibrated slightly, and then began to accelerate slowly.

The platform outside the window slowly receded, and the sound of wheels rubbing against the tracks gradually changed from low frequency to high frequency.

The grayish-white haze that obscured the view outside the car window reappeared.

Chen Ye closed his eyes. Based on the pattern of the start time of the previous two trials, the next stop would be tomorrow morning, and they could rest for almost a whole day.