Armored train in the apocalypse

Chapter 277 Spear or Shield, Which is Stronger?

Lin Jin and the others withdrew from the hall.

They handed Bai Lu and the other person over to the heavily armed soldiers stationed outside.

"So what do we do, just sit here and wait?"

Lin Jin asked unwillingly.

The goat rolled its eyes. "You obviously didn't finish He Jie's theory class. Even ordinary soldiers know not to use doors in battle. You think you, an evolved human, can be killed by holding your pee?"

Yu Jing walked around outside, then activated the mechanical puppet to drag the Silver Kite, which He Jie had killed outside, to a corner.

Soon, the terrifying sounds of muscles breaking and bones remodeling could be heard.

It looked like some wild beast was gnawing on the corpse.

A short while later, Yu Jing emerged with the perfectly intact mechanical puppet.

The woman's face was normal, except that her eyes had a faint red tinge from the power she had just unleashed.

"Let's hurry up then. There's no need to split into teams. Let's go straight in from the top."

A hint of apprehension flashed in the goat's eyes.

Without needing any special skills to judge, Yu Jing was becoming increasingly dangerous to him.

"it is good."

The five climbed to the very center of the theater and stood at the edge of the pit. They first looked at Yu Yue, who simply shook her head, indicating that she couldn't hear anything.

The goat gritted his teeth and activated "probability judgment." The level of danger reflected by the ability made him pause for a moment.

It's not that it's too dangerous, but rather that it's too safe; there's absolutely no risk of death.

Looking at the lifeless pit, the goat held its breath and cautiously peered inside.

"What are you doing up there, sneaking around like dogs?"

The mocking voices came from below.

"Train conductor?"

Several people crowded forward and looked down.

Using the light from the searchlights outside and the reflection of the rain falling into the inner hall, the group was able to see the scene inside.

The drizzling rain fell from the broken ceiling, soaking the expensive carpet into a puddle of mud.

Only the two genuine leather sofas in the very center were intact. Su Huan sat on the back of the sofa, stepping on the leather surface, looking down at Mr. Shu opposite him, playing with a slender foil sword.

The coffee table had become a large pit, and a strange man with four arms was pinned to the ground with a short spear through his chest, his six limbs twisted in a bizarre way.

The rainwater in the pit had already submerged most of his body, turning him a deep crimson.

The butler-like figure floated in the corner of the room, eyes closed, coughing up blood every now and then. He seemed to fly into the sky without weight, then seemed to leave some kind of area, scalding the rain and filling the room with the smell of blood.

There was also a terrifying chasm on the ground, stretching all the way to the feet of the young man who had slumped in the corner.

The young man tilted his head back, blood seeping from his mouth and nose. A dent the size of a foot appeared on his tuxedo, and his chest cavity was almost pierced through. If it weren't for his faint breathing, anyone would have thought he was dead.

Zhong You stared blankly at the train conductor in the arena, who was fiddling with the tip of his foil. The blade hummed, and streaks of cold light flashed across his handsome face.

The crimson line at the peak of his eyebrow was clearly visible.

One against three, wiped them all out.

The price Su Huan paid was a deep, bone-revealing sword scar between his brows.

This is the only place.

The confidence and conviction he had built up in battle were completely destroyed by the train conductor in one fight.

Both the process and the result were filled with a dreamlike absurdity.

I still haven't come to my senses.

I was completely lost and confused.

'Can you still advance in rank during battle?'

In contrast, Shu Wei's eyes were filled with fervor.

Once again, she witnessed the train conductor's instant promotion, annihilating three second-tier evolvers with unparalleled speed. Every cell and every inch of her skin was imprinted with that tyrannical figure.

If before it was fear from the bottom of my heart, now it is surrender from the bottom of my heart!
Surrender to the most violent power, surrender to the most powerful origin!
"Boom—Boom—"

The foil made a rhythmic, crisp sound as Su Huan twirled it, creating a subtle melody that blended with the roar of battle echoing from the hall outside.

"Old Shu, how about we take another gamble?"

Su Huan held the flower sword upright in front of him, his narrow eyes even more piercing than the sword's gleam.

The icy water washed over his leather shoes, and Mr. Shu felt as if he had returned to many years ago when his father punished him by making him stand in the rain in the yard. His feet were just as cold back then, but a fire always burned in his heart, which is why he has come this far.

Over the course of fifty years, he has seen many young people and many outstanding individuals, and he considers himself one of the best among them.

But the fire in my heart had long since died out.

Therefore, he felt a stinging anger when faced with Su Huan's arrogance.

For some inexplicable reason, I wondered if I were thirty years younger, would I have chosen to embark on the path of evolution at the start of the apocalypse and compete with him?
Taking a deep breath, and adopting the same seriousness one would show to a peer, I asked, "What are we betting on?"

Su Huan smiled and said, "Let's bet on whether the spear or the shield is stronger."

What should I bet on?

"One answer."

"So what's your bet?"

Mr. Shu rolled up his sleeves, his gaze more solemn than ever before, "A bet without stakes loses its meaning."

"I?"

Su Huan was quite surprised. After thinking for a moment, he pointed to the dozen or so people huddled in a corner in the distance.

“I saw a movie that really impressed me. There were fourteen people in the movie, and my bet was divided into fourteen points. If you win, they live; if you lose, they die.”

Upon hearing this, everyone turned pale.

Bo Qingqing hadn't recovered from that terrifying dark blue light when she realized things had developed in a way she never expected. It was bad enough that the cooked duck had flown away, but now it was going to eat people!
The thought of being the one to be eaten sparked a surge of anger within him.

Even if she was just an adopted daughter, she was still a high-ranking member of Black Kite, and even the apocalypse did not affect her quality of life or social circle.

What gives a train conductor who crawled out of a pile of corpses the right to decide her life or death with a single word?!
Bo Qingqing said angrily, "I want to remind you that everyone here is probably much more important than you think!"

Although their energy was not as heavy as Mr. Shu's, the combined weight was still terrifying, and Mr. Shu did not dare to let them all die here.

The young people, who were initially fearful, suddenly felt more confident when they thought about their background.

"My dad is a Gold Iris-level researcher in the lab..."

"My uncle is the fourth director..."

One by one, the young people introduced themselves, providing context for her words.

As one solid backing after another was revealed, these young people gained confidence.

It's not that they want to stand up for Bo Qingqing; there might be some people among them who don't like her. But they want to stand up for their own lives!
Their identity and background are their only bargaining chip for survival.

The goats that jumped down looked at the train conductor.

But no matter how noisy they were, Su Huan only looked at Mr. Shu from beginning to end.

Mr. Shu sighed inwardly.

This group of young people includes many elites, but when their lives are threatened, their minds become clouded.

The reason these young people are here is because he needs more support, so he wants to share the profits with their "parents." To put it simply, his original plan was to bring the younger generation to the banquet.

But now that they've discovered the other party is a giant crocodile, and they can't even get onto the table themselves, how can these juniors possibly get on?
When the power gap reaches a certain level, what they say becomes irrelevant.

From a human nature perspective, it's hard to consider things that can be killed with a breath as one of your own.

The power you have in your hands is always more effective than any distant, unattainable background.

“I’ll take your bet,” Mr. Shu said decisively.

"readily."

A hint of appreciation flashed in Su Huan's eyes.

Although the old man was a bit naive at first, he quickly regained his senses after realizing the situation.

Most people don't have that kind of courage.

The goat, already seething with anger because of the two deer's appearance, went straight to tie them up upon hearing this.

Bo Qingqing was devastated by Su Huan's relentless rejection of her, but a glance at Wang Yi beside her brought a sense of relief.

These fourteen people include Shu Wei's mother.

"By the way, we don't need the oldest one."

Su Huan suddenly gave instructions.

The goat's cold gaze swept across everyone's faces, landing on the face that resembled Shu Wei's, and he thoughtfully agreed.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yi's already ashen face turned even darker, like the bottom of a pot.

But she hadn't lived to see the full extent of her life, and she remained silent in the face of the domineering Su Huan.

Bo Qingqing's heart sank the moment she saw it.

Even the scapegoats are gone?

Tan Yunxi looked around, then suddenly covered her head and squatted down, smiling ingratiatingly at Su Huan, "Train conductor, I'm not as important as them, can you please let me go..."

"Tch, forget about this one, just hang the rest up."

Su Huan chuckled.

Bo Qingqing's heart turned completely cold.

"Boom!"

Before the people here could be arrested, the wall separating the inner hall from the main hall suddenly exploded, scattering rubble and dust everywhere, and the massive body left a murky trail in the air.

A cold blue spear followed closely behind, hurtling towards them at an even more terrifying speed.

Judging by the look of it, he could easily pierce through the two of them.

"Su Huan."

Yu Yue anxiously lifted her foot and saw Su Huan reach out and place his hand on her muscular back.

With his other hand, he reached directly for the spear that was hurtling towards him.

In an instant, lightning flashed.

His burly body defied the laws of physics, remaining suspended in mid-air for a second before landing heavily on the sofa.

The strong wind slammed against the wall behind, leaving only billowing smoke spreading to both sides.

Jin Yuan stormed in, and upon seeing the eerie scene in the inner hall, she looked as if she had seen a ghost.

My heart rate instantly soared to two hundred, and my eyes widened like saucers.

He caught the spear he threw with his bare hands. Was this the second-tier "Power Supplier" described in the data?
Are those administrative people just making this up with their asses?

What's even more terrifying is that he didn't even hear a commotion from those three half-dead second-tier fighters, who were beaten so badly.

This is absolutely unbelievable!

Liang Kuan's chest heaved like a bellows, making one wonder if there was an engine inside his broad chest.

He barely opened his blurry eyes, made out the person above him, and asked in a muffled voice, "Do you still keep your promise to me?"

"You have to be alive."

Liang Kuan slowly sat up, his face stern. "If we kill him, we'll get through this, right?"

Su Huan said calmly, "It's been guaranteed."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man shot out like a cannonball, leaving Su Huan stunned.

That's how married men are; they can handle anything, but sometimes they just can't.

Even though Liang Kuan's two skills evolved during the battle, he was still completely overwhelmed when facing the second-tier "Wandering God".

The strongest force drops drastically once its endurance is exhausted.

Even a casual punch required Liang Kuan to exert all his strength to block, and after just two moves, he was sent flying back again.

Su Huan stepped forward, put his hand on Liang Kuan's damp back, and said gently, "Your mission can end now. Triggering 'combat factors' too frequently isn't a good thing."

"In that case, we should consider ourselves the winner, right?"

Mr. Shu suddenly said.

Once Liang Kuan had regained his footing, Su Huan released his hand and saw that his palm was already stained red.

Su Huan chuckled lightly with his back to Mr. Shu and said calmly, "Of course you won, but... do you dare not pay the bet?"

Although Jin Yuan didn't know what they were blocking, he could tell that it was a blatant threat!
The one being threatened is none other than the Black Kite's third-ranking director!
He was seeing a ghost, but there had been so many ghostly things happening today that this wasn't anything unusual. What he was more curious about was how Mr. Shu would respond.

"Young people these days really don't know any better. But even if I said that, would you believe me?"

"Then tell me something that I can believe."

Su Huan said calmly.

Mr. Shu stood up and looked directly into Su Huan's dark eyes. "You think you've got me figured out?"

“Not only that.” Su Huan pointed to the corner of the room with his waving sword. “There’s also the one inside.”

A look of shock flashed in Mr. Shu's eyes again, which slowly turned into a solemn expression.

"Number Two, he's already seen you. If you keep hiding, Black Kite will be completely destroyed by him."

"It's all because you're useless."

The hidden door slowly opened, and a soft, sweet female voice emerged from within.

A very elegant woman slowly walked out, but the water beneath her toes showed no sign of sinking.

A pair of eyes painted with smoky eye makeup looked at Su Huan curiously and asked, "How did you find out about me?"

Jin Yuan, the man, faced Su Huan with apprehension and slowly retreated to the woman's side.

Su Huan, "He has too much of an old-fashioned air about him."

The woman's virtuous smile and exquisite makeup both froze on her face.

Shu Wei's lips curled up slightly.

She was not only indifferent to Bo Qingqing, but also to this mysterious stepmother.

"That's really harsh, but I like it!"

Wild laughter came from above.

Three burly, blond, blue-eyed men with thick beards jumped down from above; judging by their attire, they appeared to be armed mercenaries.

Su Huan tilted his head. "And who are they?"

Shu Wei glanced at the insignia on the other person's shoulder and calmly said, "Gunfire is the force that distributed a large amount of gene serum. Its headquarters are in some places further north."

Su Huan's eyes lit up slightly as he took a closer look at the three people.

Judging from their appearance, they are indeed of the Maoxi people.

In their previous life, Gunfire's gene serum was found all over the wilderness, making them a large force that knew the truth about the apocalypse.

Today has been full of surprises!

Su Huan curled the corners of his lips. "There are more and more people. Is there anything else?"

(End of this chapter)