Armored train in the apocalypse

Chapter 212 Yu Jing's Evolution
Su Huan held up two fingers, which glowed red, and rubbed his slightly bluish eye sockets.

The high temperature helped to reduce his dark circles, making him look less disheveled.

Even with his energy, being drained by two women for a week was starting to take its toll.

A "dong dong" knock sounded on the door.

Two women were having a friendly morning chat outside the door.

Su Huan's eyelids twitched slightly, sensing that the two were changing shifts.

Yu Yue walked in carrying a large cup of soy milk. Shu Wei stood at the door and helped close it, holding a stack of documents in her hands.

The sweet soy milk was steaming in the large porcelain cup. Yu Yue said softly, "I saw that you've been working very hard lately, so I specially made this soy milk for you. Drink it before you work."

The secretary standing at the door acted as if she hadn't heard anything, her plump legs pressed together, her expression cold and focused.

Upon closer inspection, her eyes seemed somewhat vacant.

(The work status of the train conductor's secretary)
(The train conductor's secretary on night shift)
Su Huan snorted and finished the piping hot soy milk in one gulp, then put it on the table.

“Shu Wei has been doing a great job with all her work lately. Hu Shuo even told me about it in private… Even if you don’t give her any benefits, at least arrange a dormitory for her.”

Yu Yue tentatively said.

Having learned from her previous experiences, although she no longer used her abilities to probe Su Huan's movements, how could she not hear his voice so close at hand?

Those rustling sounds tore her heart apart.

Although she had made such preparations long ago, no other woman had appeared in Su Huan's life for so long.

This kept her clinging to a sense of hope.

But ever since she bumped into Lin Xi, she had a premonition that this day would come.

But I didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

The young cook felt incredibly wronged when she thought about the "boy" lying in her arms, the man she had personally chosen and dressed, the man she had personally styled, and the man she had carefully cared for at every meal, now having half of his life taken away.

She has always had a simple logic.

Once you've eaten my food, you're one of my people!
But this is not Shu Wei's fault. The other party was just like her back then, a pitiful person forced into a corner.

It's all Su Huan's fault, that womanizing little bastard.

The young cook pondered for a whole day, unwilling to do anything to Su Huan, so she came up with this way to squeeze him dry.

But seeing how visibly haggard Su Huan looked, she couldn't help but soften her heart and wanted to give him some nourishment.

It was only recently, through frequent DNA exchanges and getting to know Su Huan better, coupled with a touch of possessiveness, that Yu Yue mustered the courage to make a suggestion. If it were before, she wouldn't have dared to interfere with Su Huan's decision even if she had ten lives.

Su Huan glanced at her in surprise and gave a noncommittal hum.

Yu Yue felt a surge of joy. "Then you guys go ahead and get busy."

He picked up the empty cups from the table, turned and walked out, saying as he passed the door, "I'll take you to choose a room tonight!"

"okay."

Shu Wei snapped out of her daze and smiled in agreement.

After Yu Yue left, he came over and said, "There are two main things. First, Lieutenant Tong Zizhan and Second Lieutenant Gao Yuan have been commended for their meritorious service in capturing the mole, and the order to promote them by one rank has been drafted. Second, after a night of emergency treatment, Liu Ming died, while Zhang Qiang survived by accident."

"what?"

"You mean the one who got shot died, and the one who was riddled with bullets was saved?"

"Yes."

Su Huan's lips twitched. "Tell Lin Xia that if there's a next time, he'll be sent to the kitchen to kill chickens. He can forget about ever touching a scalpel again."

Shu Wei unconsciously twirled the pencil in her hand, keenly sensing that Su Huan seemed to have misunderstood something, and added.

"Zhang Qiang was rescued by Lin Xia."

"That's really something... Please give Lu Xiao a verbal commendation for me later."

A strange smile appeared on Su Huan's lips.

Although Shu Wei didn't know why he did this, a qualified secretary would never question the boss. She handed over the document in her hand, saying, "This is the order for upgrading military rank."

Su Huan casually took it, accidentally touching Shu Wei's fingertip.

He thought to himself, "This is bad."

Looking up, I saw that Shu Wei's face was completely drained of color and her body was swaying precariously.

He had no choice but to step forward and pick up his secretary.

The moment Shu Wei touched Su Huan, the defenses she had been trying so hard to maintain collapsed instantly, and she became a limp mess in his hands.

That's where things go wrong.

Although Su Huan did not actually harm her, the long-term use of violence caused Shu Wei's body to develop a special stress response to him.

It's probably something like uncontrollable muscle spasms...

It also comes with some blush-inducing and heart-pounding reactions.

Su Huan picked him up by the waist and placed him on the bed next to him.

It took the secretary a while to recover, her face still flushed, and she slumped there limply.

Su Huan tugged at the blanket beside him and covered the woman with it like a tender lover.

"Don't force yourself."

His cold and handsome face softened considerably, as if he had become a different person.

The woman was more delicate and frail at this moment than ever before.

Staring blankly at Su Huan in front of him, his eyes held not only fear and shame, but also something else that was hard to describe.

The ten rounded toes outside the blanket clenched in turn according to the rise and fall of their emotions.

Suddenly, a surge of energy swept past the front of the train from behind.

Su Huan narrowed his eyes, and "Universal Energy Perception" was activated instantly, directly covering the entire train.

……

Twenty minutes ago.

Carriage No. 10 has now become a storage room for materials, finished products, and semi-finished products for Yu Jing's mechanical laboratory.

A woman wearing a loose-fitting coat was standing quietly outside the door.

The glasses on her nose were too heavy, so she had to push them up every now and then.

Just as she pushed the door for the third time, it opened.

From her angle, one can see a pair of slender, jade-like feet encased in a tight-fitting garment, their beautiful curves resembling freshly forged blades.

Looking up, he met Yu Jing's slightly upturned phoenix eyes.

Compared to the usual indifference, there was much more excitement today.

Wan Xing nodded, her delicate chin disappearing into the wide collar of her dress.

"They say it's inside."

Yu Jing led Wan Xing indoors.

A cool blue light illuminated the three-meter-high space. Layers of exoskeletons hung on the shelves on both sides of the carriage, and various parts were fixed on the control panel in the middle. Because of the special shock absorption design, the train would not fall to the ground even if it swayed in the wind and waves.

The two walked through the narrow passageway toward the innermost part.

A faint fruity aroma wafted from ahead, and the two stopped in a fairly spacious operating room.

The room was four meters square, with tools hanging on both sides.

The most striking feature is the central control panel, whose edges are raised by forty centimeters and filled with a large amount of bright yellow liquid, resembling grease, which sways slightly with each bump.

A human figure was immersed in it.

His face was charred black, and a silver iris was imprinted on his exoskeleton.

It was Zhao Kuo, who had long since died. His body had been moved onto the cart by two women at some point.

Wan Xing put her hands in her pockets, bent down to look at the corpse in the liquid, and her nose almost touched the bright yellow liquid.

With a hint of doubt in his voice, he asked, "Why isn't this exoskeleton removed?"

"Plain flesh and blood are meaningless; only when combined with machinery can this body reach its peak state."

"I wasted so many of my medicines."

"Xingzi, why are you like this? We're best friends."

Yu Jing narrowed her phoenix eyes into a curved line and reached out to hug Wan Xing.

"We've only known each other for two months... Here you go!"

Wan Xing pulled out three more vials of reagent from her loose-fitting clothes, stopping the other party from going any further, and a scrutinizing light appeared behind her glasses.

"What kind of look is that? It's like you're looking at some pervert."

Yu Jing muttered in dissatisfaction.

"It's the look you give a loser or a good-for-nothing."

Wan Xing showed no mercy, placing the reagent in her hand and then taking several steps back, until she reached the wall before stopping.

Yu Jing glanced at Wan Xing's body, hidden in her loose clothes, with a hint of regret in her eyes before turning her gaze to the reagent in her hand.

"Isn't that Curry's?"

"Of course not. All of Curry's medicines are registered. If someone takes them without permission, he'll know immediately. You didn't want to tell him, did you?"

"If I told him, he definitely wouldn't let me try this breakthrough path..."

Yu Jing sighed softly.

Wan Xing pushed up her glasses, her voice carrying a hint of warning, "He has repeatedly forbidden breakthroughs in the flesh and blood direction, and you still dare to offend him."

Yu Jing glanced at the corpse on the operating table, her phoenix eyes gradually narrowing upwards, becoming cold and resolute.

"Only by breaking through to the next level can we catch up with him."

"Tch, still a loser."

Wan Xing muttered softly, hiding her worry behind her glasses.

“You don’t understand. I just want to follow him and see what a wider world is like. Only he can do it, and only the train he controls can reach the destination I imagine.”

Yu Jing drank one of the reagent tubes in one gulp, and poured the remaining two onto the operating table.

After a moment of silence, Wan Xing said, "In this era, perhaps he is the best train conductor, and you are the most suitable passenger for him."

The bright liquid inside the control panel began to turn cloudy. Yu Jing placed her hands on the panel, and her eyes silently turned crimson, like sparkling rubies, eerily beautiful.

"...both insane and mad."

As soon as she finished speaking, a wave of energy emanated from Yu Jing and swept outwards. The invisible energy penetrated through layers of decks and spread into the floodwaters.

Wan Xing couldn't help but take a step forward, but hesitated for a moment and then withdrew.

We are at a critical juncture in our evolution, and her intervention cannot change anything; only Yu Jing herself can do it.

At this moment, Yu Jing was already immersed in a world of blood.

Her senses were filled with two completely different sensations: flesh and metal.

It seems like she's being given a choice.

The genes have also reached a point of transformation.

The level 3 "Energy Erosion" has covered every corner of the corpse.

Although Yu Jing appeared completely calm, everything on the control panel was undergoing drastic changes.

Large patches of Zhao Kuo's charred skin peeled off, making the liquid even more turbid.

The exoskeleton proliferated wildly, just like real bone, covering the face and forming a metallic bone surface.

The next moment, Zhao Kuo, who had been dead for a long time, suddenly sat up from the control panel.

He looked as if he had been paralyzed for many years, and his hands and feet were very uncoordinated.

Moreover, the exoskeleton on his body flowed repeatedly like liquid, pulling on his hands and feet.

With a thud, Zhao Kuo fell to the ground.

Then it struggled to its feet, and with a clear mechanical sound, its joints locked, and it stood firmly upright on the ground, the changes continuing.

'It feels like a harbinger of success.'

Wan Xing breathed a sigh of relief, only to suddenly realize that there was another person in the room.

Feeling the oppressive atmosphere, she didn't even dare to turn her head, and could only cautiously use the camera on her glasses to watch.

'Damn, we're doomed.'

The scenario I least wanted to see has happened.

The train conductor appeared beside the control panel at some point, his face so gloomy it looked like it could be wrung out of water.

Each strand of his messy, jet-black hair seemed to harbor boundless killing intent.

Although the main target was Yu Jing, the slightest bit of attention being directed at Wan Xing made her feel extremely uneasy.

They moved silently toward the door.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Su Huan's sinister voice came through.

Wan Xing buried her face in her clothes in despair, awaiting her fate.

Five more minutes passed in this strange state of tension and calm.

Su Huan kept a close eye on Yu Jing's condition using "Universal Energy Perception," his brows furrowed.

It's not the evolutionary direction of "iron-blooded symbiosis," it's more like those who play with taboos, but Yu Jing's own flesh and blood didn't undergo much change, the real changes all appeared in Zhao Kuo's body.

This evolutionary direction was completely beyond Su Huan's understanding, and it wasn't even in the data he exchanged with Deep Blue Data.

Evolution is a process where even slight changes in factors can lead to vastly different outcomes.

Zhao Kuo's transformation finally stopped, and his entire body had completely merged with the exoskeleton, making him look like a mechanical version of Liang Kuan.

Most of his body was covered in metal, with only the right half of his chest exposed, revealing flesh and blood. Beneath this patch of skin were a bunch of mechanical components, and a faint blue light emanated from under the metal mask.

Like a weapon of war.

"what?"

Su Huan raised an eyebrow in surprise.

The weapons of war before him gave him a similar feeling to when Zhao Kuo was alive.

He didn't believe in nonsense like the dead coming back to life.

Even if he is resurrected, the train conductor, with his experience gained during this time, could easily send him back.

I just didn't expect this thing to retain second-tier combat power!
A first-tier evolved being controlling a second-tier mechanical puppet?
What kind of number is this?
Su Huan looked at Yu Jing in front of him. Underneath her black bodysuit, her already tall figure appeared even more slender.

Judging by appearance, he is about 1.7 meters tall, which is 3 centimeters taller.

Women's upper bodies are slightly shorter than men's, making their legs appear longer. If the lines are smooth, they will appear taller for the same height.

Even more striking were Yu Jing's eyes, which had completely transformed into translucent rubies, shimmering and reflecting light as they turned slightly.

After three breaths, the red color faded, and the eyes returned to their normal black color.

Looking at Su Huan, who was sneering, Yu Jing frowned, then smiled sweetly, somewhat resembling Yu Yue's usual demeanor.

"How about... you listen to my excuses first?"

(End of this chapter)