A Level 2 Treasure Chest?!

The residential complex's power system had long since collapsed. Besides, no one dared ride those old elevators, so they could only follow Lu Xingyuan up the stairs.

The moment they stepped into the first floor, a hideous zombie roared and lunged at them from some dark corner.

Compared to the others' ashen faces, Lu Xingyuan remained exceptionally calm.

He pulled the trigger, and every bullet struck the zombie's head, blasting it apart like a watermelon. Red and white matter splattered across the floor, giving off a pungent, bloody stench.

Then, the zombies awakened by the commotion were drawn over as well.

Without giving them any chance to get close, Lu Xingyuan kept pulling the trigger.

Every bullet precisely buried itself in their skulls.

Sure enough, no matter how unfamiliar something was, if you repeated it ten thousand times, you could become an expert.

Lu Xingyuan had finally shed the title of "Master of Outlining Human Shapes."

With that, every danger on this floor had been cleared.

Everyone looked at Lu Xingyuan. Only after he snapped his fingers did they rush toward the rooms they had already picked out, while the largest room in the middle of the floor naturally went to Lu Xingyuan.

He kicked the door open, confirmed there was no danger inside, and began searching.

The kitchen was on the left as soon as he entered. Inside were a pack of dried noodles, half a bottle of peanut oil, half a bag of leftover Wuchang rice, several seasonings, and half a box of used condoms.

???

Finding condoms in the kitchen—now that was truly living life.

Next came the living room, then the bathroom.

After finishing his search, Lu Xingyuan emerged carrying several large and small bags.

The others had long finished looting. Some had bulging pockets, while others had empty hands. All of them looked at Lu Xingyuan with envy.

Lu Xingyuan rode his electric bike to deliver the supplies back to his train, while the others could only run. They were left panting from exhaustion, and their envy of Lu Xingyuan grew even stronger. No matter how poor a man was, he still needed a vehicle.

The next few floors were handled the same way.

Lu Xingyuan killed the enemies and ate the meat, while the others followed along for a sip of soup.

Lu Xingyuan also kept his promise and did not take a single thing from them.

One important reason he had kept these people by his side was that he worried someone might sabotage his train. Its durability had already dropped by several points, and he had yet to find a way to repair it. If someone damaged it again, that would really hurt.

In this train survival world, a train was more important than one's life and possessions. It was the foundation of survival.

Every train conductor had their own talent, and they came in all kinds of strange forms. Lu Xingyuan had no choice but to be cautious.

What if there were schemers among them? What if someone was hiding their true strength? With so many supplies in his train, who wouldn't be tempted?

Therefore, keeping them constantly under his watch was the safest option.

Besides, they had other uses too, like right now...

"Is that... a treasure chest?!"

About half an hour later, Lu Xingyuan's group reached the rooftop of the first building. There were no damn resources here, but the view was wide open. One look revealed something strange: on the rooftop of the building two doors down stood an object shining with silver light. It was clearly a treasure chest.

Everyone's emotions immediately surged.

Most of them had never encountered a treasure chest before and had only heard of them. Seeing one so suddenly naturally left them wildly excited.

But after their excitement faded, they quickly calmed down and turned in unison to look at Lu Xingyuan. Even if they had found a treasure chest, it seemed to have little to do with them. No matter what, Lu Xingyuan would never share it with them.

As for robbing Lu Xingyuan?

Buddy, did they want to find out whether a gun or a fist was faster within five steps?

Lu Xingyuan said nothing and made no promises.

Having opened several Level 1 treasure chests, he recognized at a glance that the chest atop that building was far more ornate than a Level 1 chest.

In other words... was this a Level 2 treasure chest?

Lu Xingyuan had never tasted the rewards of a Level 2 treasure chest before. He had to give it a try.

The group silently followed behind Lu Xingyuan to the target building.

They began climbing floor by floor.

There was no danger on the first floor.

No danger on the second floor.

No danger on the third floor.

Everyone found it incredibly strange. It was going this smoothly? That was unbelievable. In the previous building, nearly every floor had zombies lying in wait—at least one, and sometimes three or four.

They had expected several fierce battles here, hadn't they? It was common sense that monsters guarded treasures.

The entire building had thirteen floors. Thanks to the enhancement from the basic gene potion, Lu Xingyuan was only slightly out of breath, while the others were gasping so hard they could barely breathe, their heart rates pushed to the limit.

Yet the instant they saw the treasure chest gleaming with silver light, all their physical exhaustion vanished.

"This is... a Level 2 treasure chest!"

The train conductor who had handed over the Train Coins suddenly realized something and cried out.

"It's much more ornate than the Level 1 treasure chest I found before!"

"This is definitely a Level 2 treasure chest!"

The already excited group became even more fervent upon hearing that.

If they opened it, how many good things would be inside?

Maybe they could even obtain firearm-type weapons like the ones in Lu Xingyuan's hands and gain absolute dominance within the station!

Would they still need to accept Lu Xingyuan's exploitation then?

In their eyes, Lu Xingyuan's strength did not lie in himself, but in the weapons he held. Without that submachine gun, what the hell was he?

So... should they gamble or not?

Several of their thoughts began to stir as they started calculating how to use their talents to claim this Level 2 treasure chest for themselves.

Their talents were their greatest trump cards and their greatest source of support.

They had never revealed them from beginning to end. Perhaps now was the best opportunity.

However, at that moment, they discovered in horror that Lu Xingyuan had somehow taken a step back.

Or rather: Lu Xingyuan frowned and moved everyone in front of himself.

Something was wrong!!!

Alarm bells blared in all their heads!

Although they had not known Lu Xingyuan for very long, they all understood clearly that he was an extremely sly bastard, not some hot-blooded, chuunibyou teenager.

With a treasure chest right in front of him, he retreated instead of advancing. There had to be a problem—and a major one at that!

Sure enough...

Accompanied by an earth-shaking roar, a thick, bloody wind instantly slammed into their faces!

A huge, brawny zombie appeared at the end of the corridor!

The first thing that caught their attention was its enormous body, utterly different from that of an ordinary zombie.

It stood there more than three meters tall, like a silent mountain of flesh, radiating a suffocating pressure.

Its coloration was also nothing like that of an ordinary zombie. It was a darker, murkier shade, as though blood and ink had congealed together.

[Strength-Type Zombie]

[Level: 2]

[Description: A mutated form created when an ordinary zombie devours a large amount of flesh and blood. It can grow up to three meters tall, with a bloated body like a mountain of flesh. Its skin is dark brown, with some areas hardened like keratin, allowing it to resist light firearm fire. It possesses immense strength and can tear apart car doors or flip over cars with its bare hands, but it moves relatively slowly.]