Train Survival: One colored hexagon per level!

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and call him boss!"

Teemo urged Rumble in front of him onwards.

"I can accept you into our family, but you must follow our rules."

Lu Xingyuan cleared his throat and said:

"Teemo, as the second-in-command of our entire train, has veto power!"

He's not the kind of parent who forgets about their first child once they have a second.

In his view, Da Bao deserves more careful care.

After all, don't forget who accompanied you through so many trials and tribulations along the way.

Teemo will always be his favorite, and he will never be irreplaceable.

Furthermore, he could tell that Rumble was a troublemaker, unlike Teemo who was easy to talk to. Therefore, he had to give him a stern warning to make him understand who was in charge in this family. If the rules weren't established from the beginning, things would only get more difficult later.

"I won't call you that."

Rambo was indeed a troublemaker. He crossed his arms, looked disdainful, and gave Lu Xingyuan a once-over. What utter disrespect!

Teemo saw this and was furious.

"Then I'll cast my veto. It doesn't matter if you're unwilling to actively integrate into our family; we don't need your help anyway."

He patted his chest, pointed to Lu Xingyuan beside him, and then pointed to himself.

"With me and the boss together, we're more than capable of conquering the entire train world!"

Upon hearing this, Rambo's raspy voice immediately erupted into a cacophony of wailing.

"Stop bragging! If it weren't for me, your train would have been hacked!"

He was beaming with pride, his eyebrows twitching with delight.

"I was the one who chased that wicked woman away!"

"I am your hero, your greatest hero, and this is how you treat your heroes? Not a single word of thanks, and you even actively expelled me!"

Teemo immediately laughed.

"You just chased her away? I can only say you're terrible! If I were here, I definitely wouldn't let her get away; I would have taken her down!"

Rambo's face turned bright red.

"Stop bragging! That woman's strength is nowhere near as weak as you make her out to be!"

"I've fought her hand-to-hand; how could I not know her skill level?"

Teemo smiled.

"And don't you think her condition is strange? That's right, she was seriously injured, and those injuries were caused by me and the boss."

Rambo's expression changed slightly. He thought about it carefully and realized that the woman's condition was indeed very abnormal, especially her pale face, which was impossible to ignore.

Could it be true, as Teemo said, that she was injured beforehand?

But if she were injured, how could she possibly possess such terrifying power? Rambo certainly wanted to take her down directly, but he couldn't! This woman's strength was extraordinary; after a fierce battle, he could only drive her away!

So here's the question: if she's this strong even when she's injured, how strong must she be when she's not injured?

Now you're telling me that Teemo is so powerful that he could seriously injure her? Is that even possible?

He knew Teemo's strength better than anyone else. In his eyes, Teemo was like a soft, cuddly little kitten, whom he could bully however he wanted. And Teemo would never dare to resist in the slightest, because Teemo... couldn't resist!

But now...

He carefully examined Teemo in front of him and had to admit that Teemo did seem to have undergone some kind of change.

That change originates from the deepest part of one's bones, from the inside out, and is ultimately revealed in the details of facial expressions and eyes.

"So, you're not as crucial as you claim. Even without you, this train will be perfectly fine. This train was painstakingly upgraded by the boss, using a lot of precious materials; its sturdiness is beyond your imagination. Besides, do you think the boss is that kind of idiot? He already set up safety measures in the train, two lines of defense in total..."

"The first is thorny vines."

Rambo immediately looked at the vines that had appeared beside him.

Those vines were as tough as steel cables and could spin at high speed like drills, fiercely attacking the enemy, which made his heart tremble.

"The second one is... the most terrifying one, Sister Hand!"

Rambo looked at the fair, lotus-root-like arm lying on the bed, wrapped tightly in a small blanket.

He gasped in horror. "What kind of decent person would hide an arm in their bed?" he thought. "That's insane!" Just seeing that scene was terrifying!

Moreover, he also vaguely sensed that this arm was not simple... at least capable of easily slapping him to death.

So it seems that, just as Teemo said, the credit he made wasn't as great as he had imagined, at least not enough for him to be arrogant.

Rambo felt a pang of sadness, and his face flushed red.

Fortunately, at this moment, Lu Xingyuan stepped forward in time, playing the good cop.

"No matter what, you did drive away the bad guys and protect the train. This achievement can never be erased."

Hearing this, Rambo felt a little better.

Exactly! I fought a hard battle against the enemy and drove her away, and you just negated all my achievements with a single sentence. Is that fair?

He couldn't help but feel a bit of goodwill towards Lu Xingyuan in front of him.

Timo obviously knew this too, so he didn't dwell on it much.

He continued pointing at Lu Xingyuan beside him—"No matter what, Rambo has to call you boss today, that's the rule!"

"And have you ever seen a Yordle as tall as him? This is a Yordle you truly need to look up to!"

Rambo immediately looked over.

At 1.8 meters tall, Lu Xingyuan is quite outstanding even among human populations, let alone among the Yordles, whose average height is around 80 centimeters and has never exceeded one meter—he is definitely considered very tall!

Rumble snorted coldly, about to say something, but Teemo anticipated his move.

"Does the mecha count as part of your height? Stop fooling yourself!"

Rambo's face instantly turned red.

indeed.

How can a mecha be considered as one's own height?

Who measures their height without standing barefoot on the ground?

After hesitating for a moment, he finally spoke, albeit reluctantly.

"Boss... Boss."

This title is shameful to him.

He has never called anyone "boss"!

Although it was obvious that the "boss" was shouted very stiffly, Timo was very satisfied. Once you do it once, you'll do it again. As long as you do it many times, the "boss" will naturally become as smooth and silky as he shouts it.

Then, he patted his chest.

"Quickly call him 'Second Brother'!"