“What the hell is this?” Staring at the pulped mess he had created, Lu Xingyuan fell silent.
He had no idea how many rounds he had fired.
All he knew was that he had kept shooting for a full three minutes.
Damn, it was just a 222-month-old baby.
Getting startled like that, of course it would overreact!
“This seems to be a zombie…” After careful examination, Lu Xingyuan was almost certain of its identity.
Yes, a zombie.
Judging by its appearance, it had originally intended to ambush him from behind the service counter, but it never expected the young man to be so heavily armed, firing bullets as if they were free.
“Should be safe now.” Holding his gun, he scanned every corner.
Only after confirming it was safe did Lu Xingyuan finally relax his tense nerves.
Gasping for air, he could even hear his own heart pounding wildly.
“Damn!
This is way more intense than a losing streak in Fortune Star!” Not daring to waste too much time, Lu Xingyuan quickly opened the treasure chest.
After all, the train only stopped for an hour.
If he didn’t board before it departed, he would be stranded on this platform forever.
[Tier 1 Treasure Chest] [Description: Guarantees basic survival supplies and materials; low chance of additional equipment, blueprints, or rare materials.] Open.
Five items appeared before Lu Xingyuan.
A 500-gram bag of raisin toast.
A 500-milliliter bottle of Pepsi.
50 units of wood.
10 units of metal.
And a silver coin stamped with the image of a train.
[Train Coin] [Description: The universal currency of the Train Survival World, widely used.] Without time to study it further, Lu Xingyuan immediately carried the materials back to the train car.
“Damn, I should’ve brought the chest onto the train to open it.
What an idiot.” It took several trips to move everything, mainly because the wood and metal were heavy and cumbersome.
Checking the time, he saw there were still about ten minutes before departure.
Gritting his teeth, Lu Xingyuan forced himself to scavenge the service station for more supplies.
He ignored things like wiper fluid and fuel additives, but toilet paper and laundry detergent were useful.
Right now, he was penniless and desperate—any supplies would do.
Finally, with just three minutes to spare, Lu Xingyuan boarded the train.
Exhausted like a dead dog, he collapsed onto the floor, panting heavily.
After resting for a moment, he got up, drank a few sips of cola, and ate two slices of toast, feeling somewhat recovered.
Now it was time to take stock of the loot.
In addition to the supplies from the treasure chest, Lu Xingyuan had gathered 10 packs of toilet paper, 10 buckets of Blue Moon laundry detergent, and three metal shelves used for displaying goods—they also counted as metal and could be used for upgrading the train.
[The train is departing.
Please remain seated and hold on!] Woo!
With the sound of the whistle, the stationary train started moving again, continuing along the seemingly endless tracks.
The messages in the chat channel also began to flood in.
“Holy crap, we’re finally moving.
Right outside my window, two zombies are wandering aimlessly.
Even though the train is in its protection period, I’m still scared to death.” “Has anyone gone down to the platform to search for supplies?” “Me!
I went down!
Maybe I was just lucky—I didn’t run into any danger.
But the resources on the platform really weren’t great.
I only found a few bottles of mineral water.” “Hah!
You won’t believe this—I found a treasure chest!
Got a bunch of good stuff from it!” “No way!
Seriously?
You actually found a treasure chest?” Lu Xingyuan didn’t react too strongly to this news.
Among the 100,000 train conductors, he definitely wasn’t the only one with a powerful talent!
Talents were absolutely key to winning in the early stages.
Without the boost from “Infinite Firepower,” he wouldn’t have dared to get off the train so recklessly.
Of course, just as the game had hinted at the start, this was a game of luck.
No matter how good your talent was, it couldn’t compare to being favored by Lady Luck.
The second stop wouldn’t arrive for another 24 hours.
For Lu Xingyuan, who could only kill time in the chat channel, this was truly agonizing.
He had originally planned to look out the window to pass the time, but unfortunately, all he saw outside was an endless wasteland.
The scenery seemed frozen, unchanging.
“Is this still Earth?” The windows were sealed shut, impossible to roll down.
Even feeling a breeze had become a luxury.
Maybe this was to prevent train conductors with fragile mental states from jumping out to commit suicide, but wasn’t this torture in itself?
Lost in his thoughts, drowsiness washed over him, and Lu Xingyuan soon fell asleep on the cold floor.
So many sudden changes had taken a heavy toll on him, both physically and mentally.
He didn’t know how much time had passed when Lu Xingyuan suddenly sat bolt upright, as if jolted back to life.
“Sigh…
my lucky star’s losing streak.” While other train conductors were missing their parents and relatives, Lu Xingyuan, as an orphan, only had one thing on his mind—that unfinished match.
He checked the time and saw it was already past 7 p.m.
He had slept for a long time, and his arms were still a bit sore, likely from firing the gun.
As a shut-in, he really did lack exercise.
After eating two slices of raisin toast and taking a small sip of water, Lu Xingyuan finally opened the chat channel.
The messages from a few hours ago were still quite chaotic.
Some demanded to be let go: “Stop this prank!
I don’t have time for your nonsense!” Some were looking for family: “Where’s my husband?” Others boasted about dominating the new world: “I, Zihan, will suppress all ages and conquer this era, hehehe!” But as time passed, the demands of the train conductors gradually became more unified.
“Water, who has water?
I haven’t had a drink in seven or eight hours.
I’m dying of thirst.” “Can some kind soul give me some food?
I’m so hungry I can barely walk.” “I really want to eat hot pot, Northeastern barbecue skewers, and Tasteen burgers, wuwuwu!” Hmm, something still felt missing.
“An 18-year-old innocent college girl is willing to trade three-day-old unwashed underwear for water and food.
Interested guys can DM me.” Now that’s more like it.
Lu Xingyuan nodded with satisfaction.
In a survival world, how could there be a lack of sisters trading water and food for various original flavors?
“I originally had a bottle of water, but I don’t know which bastard with such fast hands traded it away.
I’ll remember him for life!” Who is it!
So mean!
Let me draw a circle and curse him for you.
Feeling somewhat guilty, Lu Xingyuan closed the chat channel and began exercising inside the carriage.