Armored train in the apocalypse

Chapter 18 First-Tier Zombie

"Keep going!" Su Huan's voice, carrying the effects of a tranquilizer, pierced through the darkness.

The veins on the back of Liang Kuan's hand, gripping the control lever tightly, bulged, and the fluorescent lights on the dashboard cast a play of light and shadow on the sweat-covered bridge of his nose.

The train began to rampage through the horde of zombies with ferocious speed.

The train wheels creaked and groaned, mingling with the boiling roars of corpses that echoed into the driver's cab, gnawing at everyone's nerves.

The zombies blocking the front of the car were like clay, scooped up by the shovel, squeezed onto the corner of the ram, and finally scattered to both sides, with blood splattering onto the tempered glass like a torrential rain.

The horde of zombies piled up on both sides of the car windows, their hideous and terrifying faces pressed greedily against the windows, staring intently at the people inside the car.

Yu Yue gripped her daughter's arm, trembling, and didn't dare to lift her head.

Wan Xing also bit her lower lip tightly, staring at the train ahead.

Su Huan remained unresponsive to all the changes around him, focusing solely on one thing: converting the omnipotent energy within his body into high-voltage electricity to provide new power for the train.

"boom!"

The train gave a loud shudder and finally picked up speed. The piles of zombies on both sides collapsed suddenly and were left behind.

A collective gasp filled the carriage.

But Su Huan's expression remained unchanged as he stared intently at the railway track ahead.

A large, fleshy foot stepped onto the railway track, its excess flesh cascading down the sides of the foot and directly hitting the sleeper.

The figure slowly turned around, revealing two powerful pectoral muscles that resembled piled-up granite, with a huge belly below that almost reached his thighs. At 2.6 meters tall, he looked only slightly shorter than a locomotive.

A metal part removed from engineering machinery was being dragged backwards in his hand, making a crisp clanging sound.

It stood there like a small mountain, its black and red eyes observing the rapidly approaching locomotive with great interest.

He made no attempt to dodge, his mouth practically stretched to his ears in a wide grin.

The terrifying smile silenced the cockpit once again.

"What...is that?"

Wan Xing asked in a trembling voice.

“A Tier 1 zombie, the Butcher.” Su Huan’s voice was devoid of any emotion, as cold and hard as a stone.

"Liang Kuan, run it over."

"understand!"

Liang Kuan gritted his teeth and pushed the speed to the maximum.

Su Huan pulled out ten universal energy crystals from his pocket, clenched his fists, and a hint of madness flashed in his eyes.

If I remember correctly, it takes exactly 10 Corpse Embryo-level Universal Energy Crystals to upgrade from lv1 Universal Energy Conversion to lv2.

The level 2 energy conversion efficiency reaches 20%, which is equivalent to the energy that can be output instantly doubling!
No matter how powerful a butcher is, he is nothing more than flesh, blood, and bones generated by supernatural energy.

He doesn't believe it anymore today.

Even with a train traveling at nearly 100 kilometers per hour, plus armor over 30mm thick on the front and ramming corners, this bastard still won't die!
The energy crystal in his palm was melting at a visible speed. He could clearly sense the cool energy streams climbing up his spine and exploding into billions of even smaller energy factors at the medulla oblongata.

The previously dormant genes began to unwind and recombine.

— Forming an evolutionary map unique to "energy providers".

lv1 general energy conversion → lv2 general energy conversion.

In an instant, Su Huan felt something that had been restricting him shatter, and the familiar sense of freedom returned to him.

A chilling gaze pierced through the blood-stained glass and collided with the crimson in the giant zombie's eye sockets.

Neither side would yield an inch!
The train, which was accelerating, shook again, its speed skyrocketing, crushing the horde of corpses as it roared and charged toward the butcher!
The butcher roared, raised his arm, and swung the metal part he was dragging, smashing it down on the front of the car.

"boom--"

From above, the moment the little giant collided with the steel dragon, its iron-gray skin, encasing muscles and fat, was squeezed like a ball by the train's engine. In an instant, it reached its limit, shattering with a deafening crash, its fragments scattering onto the train's engine. The violent metallic clang startled Su Huan, who paused for a moment before realizing he was still on the train.

The train beneath our feet continued its humming forward, its clanging sound like the drums of victory.

Light and cheerful!

Su Huan couldn't help but grin as wide as possible.

No carbon-based life form can withstand the impact of tens of thousands of tons of steel; any zombie that stands in his way will be crushed by the steel dragon beneath his feet!

……

The passengers in the back carriages were the first to be awakened.

Because the steel plates were only installed up to the tenth section, they were given the service of being woken up by the zombie horde pressing against the windows.

The green train carriages were being pounded on by zombies.

Only when the train accelerated and shook off the ordinary zombies did the passengers in the back recover from their despair. One by one, they knelt on the ground to praise God and all the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and hurled the most vicious curses at the train conductor.

As for the train's unexpected encounter with the butcher, it was nothing more than a minor jolt for these passengers.

The sound, transmitted layer by layer to the later carriages, was not as intimidating as the initial roar of ten thousand corpses.

The carriage was pitch black, and the sounds of various objects colliding were mixed together.

The tattooed young man squatted on the chair and ranted, "That son of a bitch surnamed Su, he only welded the steel plate up to the tenth section and then ignored the rest."

"He only cares about himself, he doesn't care about our lives at all. We risk our lives every day to collect supplies for him, while he sits in the air-conditioned carriage eating delicious food and playing with girls, treating me like a dog. I fucking bastard..."

"Thorn-"

The sharp sound was masked by a tremor.

A sharp claw silently pierced through the side, passing through the ribs and going straight for the heart.

The little devil's eyes widened, he opened his mouth, and blood flowed uncontrollably.

Dog Brother across from him had a gloomy expression, unaware that the kid sitting opposite him was already dead.

I thought the other person was just tired of yelling and was taking a breather.

……

The train sped quietly through the night at a speed of 70 kilometers per hour.

Large patches of crimson blood were on the black iron plate, and every now and then, careless limbs left behind by zombies would get stuck in the gaps of the explosion-proof netting or on the steel plate's anti-collision strips.

But this only adds a touch of iron-bloodedness to the armed train, making it look like a tough guy who has just stepped off the battlefield.

Inside the carriage, Su Huan's calm voice rang out.

"Liang Kuan, check all the functions of the train. Yu Yue, check all the details of the front of the train, whether the explosion-proof net is damaged, and whether the tempered glass is broken."

"Yu Jing, check the dining car. Wan Xing, check the sightseeing carriages. While you're at it, go check the second floor to see if anything is lying on the roof."

The man had said there was a pile of corpses, but there was only a butcher blocking the way.

There might be other Tier 1 zombies following behind.

Besides the strength-based type like the Butcher, zombies have many other ways of evolving, and some are even capable of catching up with trains.

Su Huan casually picked up a cell phone from the food cart shelf.

I turned on the car with a little power and carefully inspected every nook and cranny of the car using the dim light from the lock screen.

Although in his memory, there didn't seem to be any zombies that could penetrate a 12mm steel plate.

But caution has become a habit.

(End of this chapter)