Armed Train in the Apocalypse

Beads of sweat appeared on Li Xinlong’s forehead instantly.

Jiang Rong, standing behind him, was about to explain when He Jie stepped forward and said gravely.

”The intensity of the zombie tide has decreased, and we haven’t seen many Tier Two zombies after the fight began. I suspect something’s going on here!”

Su Huan glanced at He Jie indifferently, his gaze shifting to take in the entire Iron Wall. Although there seemed to be many corpses, there were only about twenty or thirty thousand, with eleven Tier Two zombies and less than a hundred Tier One.

Outside, this was a terrifying wave, but in a big city like Zhijin, it was nothing more than a drop in the ocean.

His Level 9 ”Pan-energy Perception” naturally expanded, sending out a weak, primitive pan-energy at a terrifying speed, instantly covering over ten kilometers around, while simultaneously extending upward.

This formed a three-dimensional detection, bringing back waves of intense pan-energy fluctuations from the surroundings.

In the split second of the information feedback, Su Huan suddenly lifted his head, his dark eyes seeming to penetrate the Iron Wall.

A kilometer away, three hundred Tier Two zombies stood in neat rows.

This distance was as if they were right in his face!

Given zombies’ craving for human flesh and pan-energy, there’s only one possibility why they would remain in place!

That is, they are being constrained by a more powerful entity!

Su Huan’s lips curled slightly.

No wonder Black Kite was sneakily setting up some base city here; truly, they have not learned their lesson...

Three hundred Tier Two zombies are formidable, but they’re not enough to take him down.

Even though he appears lazy every day, his evolutionary speed remains astonishingly fast. To prevent his internal energy from surpassing his control limits, he’s forced to suppress his growth rate, but the two skills required for advancing to Tier Three, ”Energy Attraction and Repulsion” and ”Pan-energy Perception,” have long been acquired.

”Pan-energy Perception” doesn’t need to be mentioned, a skill awakened at Tier One that has now reached Level 9, while the standard for advancing to Tier Four ”Energy-Devouring Engine” is merely Level 6.

Though ”Energy Attraction and Repulsion” is only Level 3, having it suffices.

The conditions for advancing to Tier Three ”Fusion Furnace”: Tier Three ”Energy Storage Core” + Tier Two ”Circulating Vortex” + Level 1 ”Energy Attraction and Repulsion” + Level 1 ”Pan-energy Perception”.

Plus a special condition: an unstable high-energy environment.

Such as a falling little boy or chubby kid or something.

When he first saw this formula, Su Huan hesitated for a long time.

But before he decided whether to curse about it, the other party was already dead.

If everything goes according to the plans of the Mechanical God Cult maniacs, as long as one doesn’t die, they would smoothly advance to Tier Three ”Fusion Furnace”.

And that is the pinnacle for the vast majority of Evolvers.

Upon entering Tier Three, the Evolver is a more terrifying threat than a thermal weapon.

For instance, a Tier Three ”Fusion Furnace” can induce nuclear fusion manually.

To achieve manual nuclear fusion, first withstand nuclear fusion... quite in line with Su Huan’s stereotypes of those Mechanical God Cult people.

It’s indescribable.

Perhaps those people never considered these issues at all.

But this special condition can be disregarded for Su Huan as his current gene activity level has surpassed the species limit, requiring no excessively intense stimuli.

The side effect is the rapid depletion of life force.

Currently, his lifespan is about twenty years, but there are fresh pears and life force potions on the vehicle, enough for one more reckless endeavor.

”Is the situation very bad?”

Seeing Su Huan deep in thought, He Jie couldn’t help but frown and ask.

While manipulating ”Pan-energy Perception” to keep extending forward, Su Huan replied nonchalantly, ”The numbers are somewhat large.”

”How many Tier Two zombies are there?”

He Jie asked solemnly, as ordinary zombies and Tier One were minor issues; the real determinants of victory were Tier Two, this high-end combat strength.

With the Armed Corps’ current capability, if faced directly with Tier Twos, they could only barely handle between ten to twenty.

”Three hundred... five hundred... oh, there’s more behind!”

Su Huan pushed his perception backward, his voice slightly rising.

And with his change in tone came an abrupt shift in everyone’s expressions.

Even He Jie felt a tinge of fear, biting his cigar into two, ”Tier Two, Tier Two, not Tier One!”

Returning to his senses, Su Huan fixed his narrow gaze on him, lips curling, ”Of course, and we’re surrounded.”

Finishing, Su Huan placed a hand on Li Xinlong’s shoulder.

”Come on, accompany me up there for a look?”

Looking at the young face before him, Li Xinlong momentarily dazed, nodded almost involuntarily.

The two young men walked shoulder to shoulder, like brothers, stepping on corpses towards the Iron Wall, under Jiang Rong’s worried gaze, Xiaoba’s eyes glinted metal as the metal under the Iron Wall slid to form a straight stairway extending to their feet, leading to the top.

”Oh, by the way.” Su Huan suddenly turned back, eyes gentle yet earnest, ”Tell Wen Biao, don’t let that batch of loot behind escape.”

Saying that, he stepped onto the stairway with Li Xinlong.

Everyone’s gaze fell on the battlefield commander, He Jie.

He Jie’s eyes instinctively glanced towards a certain window on the train, a pair of concerned eyes meeting his.

’Su Huan, you son of a...’

He cursed in his heart and shouted angrily, ”Mountain Goat, relay the commands, Yu Yue, alert the Armed Train to enter combat readiness!”

”Xiaoba, set up another defense line within the wall, turn the train sideways up there.”

”Xiaosan, if you keep hiding up there watching the fun, I’ll skin you!”