Armed Train in the Apocalypse

Su Huan snapped out of his thoughts and focused on the youngest person among the three, casually saying, ”I heard you want to uproot me completely?”

The latter trembled as violently as a sieve, his face pale, desperately trying to speak, but under Su Huan’s slight aura of oppression, he couldn’t say a word.

The other two were almost the same, the woman nearly fainted, managing to kneel there only by desperately pinching her own thigh.

Regardless of mindset or ability, they were utterly ordinary. Su Huan had no real interest in interrogating them. Tilting his head slightly with a touch of boredom, he asked, ”What do you think we should do with them?”

Hua Junyan and the others exchanged glances, unanimously looking towards Su Han.

An internal betrayal exposed to everyone in this manner; rather than curious about how Su Han would handle it, they were more curious about how the conductor planned to end things. Yet Su Huan seemed utterly unconcerned, taking the time to educate the younger generation here.

Su Han was a bit nervous, not expecting her father to ask her for a handling opinion.

”They formed a secret society and sold train materials for personal gain, they must be punished...”

As Su Han echoed the indisputable conclusion, she forced her brain to think quickly.

But Su Huan always had an aversion to seemingly correct nonsense, calmly pressing, ”How do you punish them?”

Su Han was momentarily speechless; punishments on the train came in two forms: systematic, milder punishments like messing up a job, failing a task, or arguing with others, ranging from being reprimanded by superiors to losing points; in the crew, there was essentially no corporal punishment, while in the legion, there were virtually no fines.

The second type was more random, referred to as... the conductor’s forgiveness.

It was said the last person forgiven was someone named Old Wu.

Because he died completely, he was forgiven.

If it were the former, she had some understanding, but regarding the latter, she was somewhat hesitant.

’Should they be killed...?’

She vaguely knew this matter had touched her father’s bottom line, but she didn’t know how to make such a decision.

Although she had witnessed death herself, when the authority to deprive others of life was handed to her, she found herself no different from those indecisive people she despised.

Su Huan exhaled lightly, casually asking, ”In other words, who do you think should die, and who should stay?”

His finger landed on the first one, the oldest middle-aged man, ”The most experienced?”

The middle-aged man trembled like a sieve, yet a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes, he reluctantly raised his head to observe the conductor’s expression.

But the calm and pitch-black eyes instantly made his heart tremble.

”No...”

”Boom!”

Everyone’s heart trembled.

The middle-aged man’s head was directly erased, spreading out in a fan shape one hundred and sixty degrees backward, red and white matter evenly smeared on the wall and floor.

The intense smell of blood cast a shadow over Ruble and the others’ hearts, yet it didn’t show on their faces.

Su Han stared at the middle-aged man’s headless corpse, her mind a complete blank.

’...Dead?’

A living person just died so brutally?

Su Huan’s finger was already pointed at the young man, ”The youngest?”

The latter dared not harbor any luck, frantically kowtowing on the ground, wishing he could bury his head in the cracks.

”Boom!”

The second head exploded evenly as well, the nearby woman shivered, being evenly coated with a layer of blood mist.

The withered face was full of despair.

Su Huan’s finger had already pointed at her, ”The most pitiable?”

The woman closed her eyes.

”Pop!”

A crisp sound appeared in the air.

Like a mature watermelon being tapped by someone.

The woman’s head gently tilted back, then she opened her eyes in confusion and bewilderment.

She actually wasn’t dead?

This conclusion left her somewhat at a loss.

Why?

”Raising two kids alone is indeed pitiful, but what truly saved her is...” Su Huan deliberately kept them in suspense, looking at the woman covered in blood with a smile, ”I heard you received the excellent crew award for three consecutive months? Keep up the good work.”

The latter seemed to grasp a lifeline, covering her mouth and nodding repeatedly.

Something crystal-clear flowed from her eyes, though she firmly pressed her mouth shut, making no sound of crying.

To feed her children, she needed more points, joining the Tongzhou Association out of necessity, meanwhile working increasingly hard, repeatedly over-fulfilling task targets, with no overtime compensation from the train.

But at the end of the month, they elected outstanding crew, and the selected person received a certain points subsidy.

The woman earned it for three consecutive months to support her children.

She survived because she over-generated value for the train.

The most crucial reason is that she only cooperated from start to finish, the other two not only planned the plot to swap materials but even thought of uprooting his Crown Pear Tree.

Truly unforgivable no matter what!

Regarding subordinates lining their own pockets, Su Huan actually didn’t care much; socializing, accepting minor bribes could be considered normal, which legion officer hasn’t accepted cigarettes and alcohol from subordinates?

He never bothered about it.

People followed him because he could provide protection, a better survival environment.

Taking bribes was merely a small method to enhance life quality.

But you can’t put your hand into the conductor’s pocket!

Who else would die if not you?

Seeing the last one survive, Hua Junyan and the others felt a sense of relief.

No one believed the conductor was merely killing people.

In other words, everyone, including Ge Mian, felt Su Huan was using the killings to send them a message, leaving the last one alive indicated there was still room for cooperation.