The power system in the residential complex had long since collapsed, and no one dared to take the old elevator anyway, so they could only follow Lu Xingyuan up the stairs.
As soon as they stepped into the first-floor area, ferocious-looking zombies roared and lunged from some dark corner.
Compared to the others’ terrified expressions, Lu Xingyuan remained exceptionally calm and composed.
He pulled the trigger, bullets striking the zombies’ heads one after another, blasting them apart like watermelons.
Red and white matter splattered everywhere, emitting a pungent, foul stench.
Then, zombies awakened by the commotion were also drawn over.
Not giving them any chance to get close, Lu Xingyuan squeezed the trigger.
Every bullet accurately pierced their skulls.
Indeed, no matter how unfamiliar something is, if you repeat it ten thousand times, you can become an expert.
Lu Xingyuan had finally shed the title of “Master of Outlining Human Figures.” With that, all the dangers on this floor were cleared.
Everyone looked at Lu Xingyuan until he snapped his fingers, then they scrambled toward the rooms they had already scoped out.
The largest room in the center of the floor was naturally reserved for Lu Xingyuan.
Kicking the door open and confirming there was no danger inside, Lu Xingyuan began his search.
To the left of the entrance was the kitchen, containing a bucket of dried noodles, half a bucket of peanut oil, half a bag of leftover Wuchang rice, some seasonings, and a half-used box of condoms.
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Finding condoms in the kitchen—now that’s really living life.
Next was the living room, followed by the bathroom.
After finishing his looting, Lu Xingyuan emerged with bags large and small.
The others had already finished their own searches.
Some had bulging pockets, while others came out empty-handed, all looking at Lu Xingyuan with envy.
Lu Xingyuan rode his electric bike to transport the supplies back to his train, while the others had to run, panting and exhausted.
Their envy for Lu Xingyuan grew even stronger—a man must have a vehicle, no matter how poor he is.
The next few floors were handled in the same way.
Lu Xingyuan killed enemies and took the meat, while the others followed to get a taste of the broth.
Lu Xingyuan also kept his promise, not taking a single needle or thread from them.
There was an important reason he kept these people bound to him: he was worried someone might sabotage his train.
His train’s durability had already dropped several points, and he hadn’t found a way to repair it yet.
If it were damaged again, the loss would be unbearable.
In the Train Survival World, the train was more important than life itself—the very foundation of survival.
Every Train Master had their own Talent, and they were all strange and varied.
Lu Xingyuan had to stay vigilant.
What if there were villains?
Or sneaky opportunists?
With so many supplies in his train, who wouldn’t be tempted?
So, keeping them under his watchful eye was the safest approach.
Besides, they had other uses, like right now…
“Is that…
a treasure chest?!” About half an hour later, Lu Xingyuan and his group reached the rooftop of the first building.
Although there were no resources to speak of here, the open view allowed them to spot something unusual.
On the rooftop of the building two blocks away, something was gleaming with a silver light—clearly, it was a treasure chest.
Everyone’s mood instantly became agitated.
Most of them had never encountered a treasure chest before, only heard about them.
Now, suddenly seeing one, how could they not be excited?
But after the initial excitement, they quickly calmed down and turned their gaze toward Lu Xingyuan.
Even if they had discovered a treasure chest, it seemed to have little to do with them, as Lu Xingyuan would never share it with them no matter what.
As for trying to snatch it from Lu Xingyuan?
Buddy, do you want to test whether a gun is faster than a fist within five steps?
Lu Xingyuan remained silent, offering no promises.
Having opened several Tier 1 Treasure Chests himself, he recognized at a glance that the treasure chest on that rooftop was more ornate in design than a Tier 1 Treasure Chest.
In other words… was this a Tier 2 Treasure Chest?
Lu Xingyuan had never tasted the rewards of a Tier 2 Treasure Chest before.
He had to give it a try, no matter what.
The group followed silently behind Lu Xingyuan as they made their way to the target building.
They began climbing the stairs, floor by floor.
No danger on the first floor.
No danger on the second floor.
No danger on the third floor.
… Everyone found it incredibly surprising.
How could it be so smooth?
It was almost unbelievable.
In the previous building, nearly every floor had lurking zombies, ranging from one to three or four.
They had expected to face several fierce battles here.
After all, it was common sense that treasures were guarded by monsters.
The building had a total of thirteen floors.
Thanks to the enhancement from the Basic Gene Serum, Lu Xingyuan was only slightly out of breath, while the others were panting heavily, their heart rates pushed to the limit.
However, their physical exhaustion vanished the moment they saw the silver-glowing treasure chest.
“This is… a Tier 2 Treasure Chest!” The Train Master, who had paid his Train Coins, suddenly realized something and exclaimed, “It’s far more ornate than the Tier 1 Treasure Chest I encountered before!” “This is definitely a Tier 2 Treasure Chest, no doubt about it!” A Tier 2 Treasure Chest?!
Already excited, the group’s eyes grew even more fervent upon hearing this.
If they opened it, how many good things would be inside?
Perhaps they could even obtain firearms like the ones Lu Xingyuan had, giving them absolute dominance on the platform!
Then, would they still need to endure Lu Xingyuan’s exploitation?
In their eyes, Lu Xingyuan’s strength didn’t lie in himself but in his weapons.
Without that submachine gun, what was he worth?
So… to gamble or not?
Several of them began to scheme, thinking about how to use their Talents to claim this Tier 2 Treasure Chest for themselves.
Their Talents were their greatest trump cards and their most reliable assets.
They had never revealed them before, and perhaps now was the best time.
But just then, they were horrified to discover that Lu Xingyuan had unknowingly taken a step back.
In other words: Lu Xingyuan frowned and positioned everyone in front of him.
Something was wrong!!
Their alarm bells rang loudly, one after another.
Although they hadn’t spent a particularly long time with Lu Xingyuan, they were all very clear about one thing: Lu Xingyuan was an extremely cunning fellow, not the type of purely hot-blooded, naive youth.
With a treasure chest right in front of him, instead of advancing, he retreated—that definitely meant trouble, and big trouble at that!
Sure enough…
Roar!
Accompanied by an ear-shattering roar, a thick, foul-smelling wind instantly whipped against their faces!
A massive, burly zombie appeared at the end of the corridor!
The first thing that caught their attention was its enormous size, which was strikingly different from that of an Ordinary Zombie.
It stood there, nearly three meters tall, like a silent mountain of flesh, casting an oppressive, suffocating shadow.
Its coloration was also far from ordinary—a deeper, gloomier hue, like congealed blood and ink.
[Strength-type Zombie] [Level: 2] [Description: A mutated form of an Ordinary Zombie after consuming large amounts of flesh and blood; can reach up to three meters in height, with a bloated, mountain-like physique.
Its skin is dark brown, with some areas hardened like keratin, capable of resisting light firearms.
Possesses immense strength, able to tear car doors apart with bare hands or overturn vehicles, but relatively slow in movement.]