Train Survival: One colored hexagon per level!

"But then again, the bigger the tree, the more the wind will blow. The mutual aid society is growing so fast that it may arouse the vigilance of other forces, especially the Wanlong Alliance, which cannot ignore it."

Lu Xingyuan understood.

After this ranking update, the Wanlong Alliance's strength has regressed instead of improved, while the Mutual Aid Association has jumped seven or eight places in one go, which is really eye-catching.

The two sides were already constantly at odds, and the mutual aid association's high-profile leap forward is nothing short of adding fuel to the fire.

Thinking of this, Lu Xingyuan felt he could add a little more fuel to the fire.

He typed directly in the public chat:

"Mutual aid societies are awesome!"

"As expected of a force that emerged from my eleventh division!"

"We look forward to the Mutual Aid Association crushing the Wanlong Alliance under its feet and utterly defeating them, thus restoring the glory of our former Eleventh District Train Conductor!"

Upon hearing this, the mutual aid group members, who had been frantically posting messages, fell silent.

They stared at each other, realizing that something was wrong.

After all, the conflict between their mutual aid association and Lu Xingyuan had already become public.

However, at this moment, Lu Xingyuan was cheering for them, which seemed rather strange.

His words sounded rather strange, with a sarcastic tone—yet overall, they didn't seem wrong at all.

First of all, he is indeed the train conductor of the 11th Division, and he is from the same lineage as their mutual aid society.

Although the districts have been merged for some time now, and the discrimination between districts is no longer as intense as it was at the beginning, this has not diminished the train conductors' sense of belonging to their original districts.

When they see their own train conductors or forces achieve outstanding results, they still feel proud and can't help but cheer for them.

Therefore, it doesn't seem wrong for Lu Xingyuan to applaud the remarkable achievements of his original eleventh division.

Secondly, his conflict with the Wanlong Alliance is also out in the open—the bounty of 10,000 train coins is still up there!

Therefore, it is entirely reasonable for him to jump out at this time and give the Wanlong Alliance a good kick!

At this moment, Sun Yi was sitting comfortably in his chair, watching the grand scene of his mutual aid group members flooding the public screen, and a sense of pride welled up within him.

"President, I haven't wasted your hard work. I've successfully taken the mutual aid association to a whole new level."

"Ranked second, SSS+ level?"

"Don't worry, it won't be long before my mutual aid society crushes the Wanlong Alliance under its feet and achieves an SSS+++ rating!"

Unfortunately, he has now become a high-level zombie and has no interest in ordinary human food. Otherwise, he would probably be celebrating with a glass of champagne right now.

Just then, Lu Xingyuan's words suddenly came into his view!

Sun Yi's pupils suddenly contracted, and he instinctively gripped the armrest of the chair with great force!

"Is this guy... trying to deliberately provoke a conflict between my Mutual Aid Association and the Ten Thousand Dragons Alliance?"

If this was a sincere congratulation, he would gladly accept it, but the words were filled with a sarcastic and unpleasant tone!

Moreover, this tactic is not clever at all; even a fool could see that Lu Xingyuan was deliberately provoking trouble.

Unfortunately, he lacked effective countermeasures, mainly because his mutual aid society's growth momentum was too conspicuous. It wouldn't be surprising if he was being targeted; it would be strange if he wasn't!

Moreover, he was very clear that it wasn't just the Ten Thousand Dragons Alliance that disliked him; the Kyushu Alliance, ranked third, the Holy Light Society, ranked fourth, and every other force after that—which one of them liked him?

This can be seen from the chat channels.

Immediately after Lu Xingyuan made these remarks, many "unrelated" train conductors emerged and echoed his sentiments.

Their remarks were naturally not as straightforward as Lu Xingyuan's.

But the more clandestine the act, the more fiercely it stirs up the fire.

"There's no way around it; the right path is never recognized."

Sun Yi smiled indifferently.

Once everyone joins his glorious evolution, they will naturally understand his good intentions.

As for the Myriad Dragons Alliance...

Sun Yi just wanted to say that it was best not to mess with his mutual aid society, because his mutual aid society was not to be trifled with at all.

……

Her slender, white fingers scrolled across the screen, and soon Qin Zhirou found Lu Xingyuan's message.

Her beautiful eyes narrowed sharply, her heart felt as if it had been squeezed tightly by an invisible hand, causing her voice to tremble slightly:

"How is this possible... How is this possible?"

In her opinion, Lu Xingyuan should already be dead!

However, this is not the case.

Lu Xingyuan not only didn't die, but he's alive and well—if he had really been seriously injured, how could he have the leisure to stir up trouble for her Wanlong Alliance and Mutual Aid Association in the chat channel?

"His enemy is a god!"

"How could mortals possibly escape the clutches of the gods?"

Qin Zhirou bit her cherry lips tightly, deeply regretting that she shouldn't have left in such a hurry.

Otherwise, we would know the truth and wouldn't be in this state of agonizing anxiety.

But no matter what happened, she had to accept the cruel reality—she had failed once again when facing Lu Xingyuan.

And this time the losses are far more severe than the last time!

Not only did she waste her precious trump card, but she also caused her good friend Bai Luoying to be seriously injured!

After using Lu Xingyuan's train as a springboard to activate the return device, she separated from Bai Luoying and returned to their respective trains.

So, Bai Luoying didn't know what her current situation was; all she knew was that the other person's profile picture was lit up.

However, the message sent was never returned, indicating that Bai Luoying is still in a coma and is not out of danger.

Paying such a heavy price but failing to eliminate Lu Xingyuan was undoubtedly a huge blow to Qin Zhirou.

She was not only physically exhausted, but also mentally weary. Her delicate eyebrows were tightly furrowed, as if tied in a knot.

Fortunately, Bai Luoying finally replied.

"Sister Zhirou..."

"Luo Ying! You're awake? Are you alright?!"

"I... am not in good condition, but not in any life-threatening danger. It just means I won't be able to go to the platform to explore for the next few days."

"It's alright, it's alright."

Qin Zhirou patted her chest lightly, her heart finally settling down. She quickly reassured her:

"As long as you're alive, that's fine. If you can't go to the platform exploration, that's fine too. I believe that with your abilities, you'll be able to catch up quickly."

She knew all too well her best friend's ambition; the other woman was absolutely capable of exploring the platform while injured.

Fortunately, the other party was obedient and promised not to act impulsively and to prioritize her own health, which finally made her brows relax completely.

But the next second, the most painful question she wanted to face still came.

Bai Luoying's voice was weak, yet it carried a stubborn resentment:

"Sister Zhirou... how did Lu Xingyuan die? Did you see it with your own eyes? If you have a video recording, it would be best to send me a copy. I really want to see how he died."