Train Survival: One colored hexagon per level!

"Thunderclap!"

Lu Xingyuan looked at the tall man in front of him, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes!

Really useful!

Zhen Tianlei can be considered a powerful being, so he was automatically recorded by the Myriad Realms Martial Arts Arena.

Moreover, and most importantly, all of Zhen Tian Lei's moves were copied down.

This means that he can thoroughly study the attack methods of the Heaven-Shaking Thunder through the Myriad Realms Martial Arts Arena.

When the time comes, the Thunderclap Bomb, once thoroughly studied, will be at his mercy!

"Thinking about it this way, the Myriad Realms Martial Arts Arena is far more awesome than I imagined!"

You can either hone your skills by choosing a top expert like Yun Shu, or you can choose your opponent to figure out their tactics.

"As expected, not a single gold-level modification was wasted."

The fight between the two lasted for five minutes.

In the end, Lu Xingyuan emerged victorious.

"Although we won, the victory didn't feel very smooth."

Lu Xingyuan was not very satisfied with the result.

He felt he could take down the Thunderclap at a much lower cost.

"continue!"

Practice makes perfect, and with the experience from the last time, he was much more relaxed this time.

"Again!"

Lu Xingyuan tirelessly clashed with Zhen Tianlei in the Myriad Realms Martial Arts Arena.

It was through these repeated encounters that he basically figured out all of Zhen Tian Lei's moves.

The battle can now be compressed to within one minute.

As for the cost...

Lu Xingyuan looked at the three wounds on his shoulder.

The original number of wounds was thirty—after all, this Thunderclap Thunder was a top-tier expert, not that many.

But now, the number of wounds can be kept to three or fewer.

"Thunderclap, you don't understand me, but I understand you better than you understand yourself. How can you fight me?"

Lu Xingyuan felt that he had achieved the ultimate in knowing himself and his enemy.

But he knew he couldn't let his guard down.

After all, the Multiverse Martial Arts Arena cannot replicate the items in the hands of the simulated subjects.

As the first train conductor to upgrade to level six, Thunderclap must have an unimaginable number of items at his disposal.

"Let me see if Sun Yi is on the list."

Entering a name results in an empty string.

It seems that the Martial Arts Arena of All Realms does not recognize his strength and does not consider him a powerful figure.

"Is that so..."

Lu Xingyuan stroked his chin.

He quickly figured out the reason.

Sun Yi's strength lies not in his personal martial prowess, but in his almost demonic charisma.

This is why he was extremely intimidating among train conductors, yet he was never able to break through the door to the certification of the strong and was recorded in the martial arts arena.

"If that's the case, then forget it."

Lu Xingyuan took the towel Alice handed him and wiped the sweat off his body.

Just as he was about to wash up, he suddenly heard loud laughter coming from the sixth carriage!

"Hahahaha!"

Only Rambo could laugh like that.

"Let's go take a look."

Lu Xingyuan raised his chin.

Teemo was in the lead.

The once pristine sixth carriage has now been transformed into a bizarre and grotesque steel ruin by Rambo's "masterful work."

As far as the eye could see, the floor was soaked in a thick layer of grease, so sticky it seemed to stick to the soles of shoes; countless gears, screws, discarded chips and various wrenches were piled up haphazardly, like a metal graveyard.

Looking up, the once snow-white wall was now covered with a spiderweb of charred wires—the horrific marks left by overload and short circuits.

The strong, pungent smell of engine oil mixed with the acrid smell of burnt metal in the air was frantically penetrating the nostrils of Lu Xingyuan and the others, as if reminding them of the crazy transformation that had just taken place here.

"Where did this black guy come from?!"

Timo was startled by the dark-skinned creature in front of him!

"Ptooey! Ptooey! Ptooey!"

Rambo kept exhaling black smoke rings.

Although his whole body was charred black by the fire, his eyes shone with excitement!

"I have finally completely subdued the Undying Embers!"

He pointed to the towering mecha standing in the center of the arena, his teeth chattering with excitement:

"Tristan has now entered the brand new 3.0 version!"

Verbal explanations were futile; he simply jumped into the mech and activated it!

With a deep roar, dark red flames suddenly burst forth from the flamethrower!

The scorching heatwave, like a massive hammer, instantly transformed the entire train carriage into a living hell.

The steel twisted and deformed painfully under the extreme heat, emitting a tooth-grinding "crack" sound. In the blink of an eye, the hard metal melted into pools of reddish-brown molten iron, just like the snow under the scorching sun!

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Teemo quickly shouted:

"If you keep going like this, you'll destroy the entire train carriage!"

He knew that once Rambo went crazy, he wouldn't care about anything else!

Rambo didn't hear, or rather, he pretended not to hear:

"And this too!"

He turned the knob sharply.

Whoops!

The flames, which were originally only two meters long, suddenly grew to twenty meters!

It instantly melted the doors and windows of the carriage and rushed out of the carriage!

"A real man should be able to shoot hard and shoot far!"

"This is the inspiration you gave me!"

"If you can snipe from a kilometer away, why should I be stupid enough to engage in close combat with the enemy? That would be too disadvantageous and put me at a disadvantage!"

"So I slightly modified my Tristram, giving its flames a longer range!"

Teemo's eyes almost popped out of their sockets!

It wasn't because Rambo's flames could shoot that far, but because he destroyed the carriage.

He rushed forward despite the scorching heat, climbed onto Rambo's head, and forcefully pulled on his ears:

"I told you to stop, I told you to stop, didn't you hear me?!"

"Look what you've done to the boss's perfectly good carriage!"

"This is the boss's train, not yours. You have no right to act recklessly here!"

Rambo winced in pain and immediately stopped the demonstration.

At this moment, he calmed down, looked at the empty car door in front of him, and shrank back in fear.

"Boss..."

Can I say I didn't do it on purpose?

"I'm just too excited..."

Teemo said angrily:

"Even if you're too excited, you shouldn't do this!"

"Even if the boss modifies the automatic repair system, it still comes at a cost!"

"You're completely wasting the boss's resources!"

Lu Xingyuan glanced at the materials and train coins needed for the repair.

Since the train has reached level six and incorporates many high-grade materials, repairing it is naturally not cheap.

There are nearly a hundred train tickets alone!

Not to mention the materials needed for the repair, which we have to pay for ourselves!

This is a huge loss!

Lu Xingyuan did not indulge Rambo.

He couldn't just spoil them; he had to make them realize that the train was their home, their haven, and it couldn't be trampled on.

Fortunately, Rambo's attitude in admitting his mistake was sincere enough, so Lu Xingyuan let it go.

"Alright, let's show you the effects of the arson feast."