[Stamina: 21] [Mental Energy: 59]
[Current Status: Exhausted]
On the train, Ye Qiyan lay there motionless, like a salted fish that had lost its dreams.
In this final stretch, he used his last bit of strength to make two trips to the armory. Besides the effort spent on transporting, he didn't forget his promise and used a shovel to dig a grave for the skeleton, erecting a nameless tombstone.
Finally, he completed the last harvest of this station.
As the countdown to departure hit zero, the once stationary train slowly began to move.
As the train headed forward, the spatial fluctuations suddenly reappeared.
The speed of the train kept increasing, and after passing through that space, it returned once more to the Boundless Gloomy Wasteland.
At the same moment, the train's broadcast sounded.
"Ding—All conductors have left the platform. Congratulations to the 9,892 of you for successfully leaving the first novice station safely."
"You have officially left the newcomer safety period."
"Starting from the second station, the train will no longer guarantee stopping in safe zones."
The broadcast caused an uproar.
"What does this mean? Weren't we supposed to leave the platform an hour ago?"
"Did someone stay an extra hour at the first station? How's that fair?"
"Is the rule fake? Maybe the train won't leave even if we don't board when the countdown ends? Someone should try it at the next station."
"Yeah, you try it at the next station."
"Damn, I'm reporting someone for cheating!"
"The first station was safe?! If I had known, I would've gotten off to take a look."
"Can people die at a safe station?"
"Of course, my first station was a desert. If I hadn't been lucky, I would've been swallowed by quicksand."
They didn't know that the "big shot" they were discussing was sitting on the ground, organizing his final haul from this station.
[Basic Marksman Rifle]: 49
[Wood]: 150 kg
[Metal]: 104 kg
[Mechanical Parts]: 162
In addition, he found some usable tools in the armory, like crowbars, shovels, and screwdrivers. He discarded the broken ones into the processing bench for decomposition and recycling, keeping the rest for backup.
As for the blueprints he currently possessed, the [Basic Reservoir] and [External Garbage Collector] required 40 kg of metal and 110 mechanical parts, which was no big deal for him.
Place the blueprints, deploy the resources.
Through the train control system, both could be installed on the train.
"The reservoir will go inside the carriage, and the collector will hang on the left exterior of the carriage."
Once installed, Ye Qiyan got up and walked to the carriage. The original supplies were noticeably reduced, replaced by a metal reservoir with wheels fixed in place.
This basic reservoir could hold 1,000 kg of water and had a non-removable partition to separate wastewater from clean water.
The wastewater brought from the armory filled about one-tenth of the wastewater compartment, roughly 50 kg.
"Too bad there's no water purification device."
Ye Qiyan felt a slight regret but wasn't too worried.
"Buying water, glass, fiber, blueprints, and various resources and items. Interested parties, private message with your price. Trading with firearms and food."
This was the first message he sent in the chat room's public screen, and after sending it, he didn't pay it any mind.
Obviously, the rarity of firearms was just as he had discussed with Li Xiaosheng before; there would be people who understood their value.
"A gun? The kind you pull the trigger on? Wow, can you give me one?"
"What a big face, asking for a rare item like a gun as a gift."
"I got nothing but a mess at the first station. How come some people managed to get firearms?"
"Collecting resources? Is the big shot upgrading the train?"
"Big shot, please take me along. I'm a pure-hearted girl. Give me some food, and I'll do anything when we meet!"
After inspecting the reservoir, Ye Qiyan checked the recycling unit.
Having settled these matters, Ye Qiyan finally had the leisure to open the chat interface and simultaneously saw the private messages being bombarded.
Zhao Ke: "Big shot, give me a gun, and I'll be your lackey. I'll do whatever you say!"
Lin Zhaopeng: "Friend, could you share how you got firearms? At this time, we should help each other. If you have many firearms, you could give them to me to distribute to those in need, so more people can survive."
Shangguan Yingxue: "Lake water, 20 kg, no container provided."
Cohen Jones: "I only have 16 kg of glass. Can I trade it for a gun?"
"Foreigners?"
Looking at some of the particularly unique names above, Ye Qiyan was slightly surprised.
But on second thought, it made sense. In this world of train survival, there was never any rule stating that only people from the same country existed. No, perhaps it wasn't even certain if they were from the same world.
After blocking and blacklisting those who liked to morally coerce and get things for free, Ye Qiyan carefully sifted through and found a few potential trading partners.
"20 kg of lake water is too little."
After pondering for a moment, Ye Qiyan replied to the woman named Shangguan Yingxue.
"You know, lake water doesn't mean it's drinkable. If you want to trade, show more sincerity."
Conductor ID E-3-3924, Shangguan Yingxue, frowned slightly at the response in the chat interface, hesitating for a moment.
Shangguan Yingxue: "How much do you want? Name your price."
Ye Qiyan: "100 kg."
At this time, water was more precious than resources like metal.
After all, it concerned life.
Not only for sustaining life, but more importantly, even if the first station led to a lake with clean water, few would have containers to store it.
If it were potable pure water, he would be willing to lower the price a bit, but this was lake water, which required some effort to make drinkable.
Shangguan Yingxue: "......?"
"You're asking for too much, let me think about it..."