First Stop

In fact, among the massive pool of a hundred thousand train conductors, quite a few had opened firearms from their newbie treasure chests.

And cases like Lu Xingyuan's, where one had a gun but no bullets, were nothing rare either.

"I fucking got a gun, but no bullets. What the hell am I supposed to do with this?!"

"Fuck, there's only one bullet in the magazine. Are you hinting that I should save it for myself? Fine, I'll grant your wish!"

Online users -1.

Holy shit, what a ruthless guy.

"I'm seriously about to laugh myself to death. I got 20 universal bullets from the treasure chest, but what use are they to someone like me with no gun?"

"Bro above, give me the bullets. They're useless in your hands anyway."

"Why don't you give me the gun instead? What's the difference between a gun without bullets and scrap metal?"

The two launched into a debate neither could win, and Lu Xingyuan could only shake his head as he watched.

Still, it had little to do with him. With the Infinite Firepower Hex buff, he did not need to worry about ammunition at all. He could simply pull the trigger to his heart's content and unleash a mad barrage.

Not daring to test the gun inside the carriage, Lu Xingyuan reluctantly put down the submachine gun and checked the requirements for upgrading the train.

The materials required to upgrade from Level 1 to Level 2 were as follows:

Wood × 500 units

Metal × 500 units

Glass × 100 units

Only those three materials were needed for the upgrade, and the required quantity of each was not particularly high.

Hmm, this did not seem too difficult.

The treasure chest had been opened, and the talent had been drawn. Now, all that remained was to wait for the train to arrive at the station.

Lu Xingyuan glanced at the time. It was 9:20 in the morning.

In other words, in another forty minutes, all of them would arrive at their first platform!

No one could say whether the platform would be dangerous, but Lu Xingyuan had always been accustomed to preparing for the worst. He seized the time to repeatedly practice with and familiarize himself with the weapon, while doing several sets of movements to thoroughly warm up his body and ensure he was in peak combat condition.

Quite a few people in the chat channel were also discussing the first platform they were about to reach.

"Damn it, why am I suddenly feeling nervous?"

"We're still in the newbie protection period. We probably won't run into danger, right?"

"Bro above, don't think too highly of the protection period. It protects the train's metal shell, not us. The moment you step out of the carriage, your life is entirely in your own hands."

"Then does that mean I'll be fine as long as I stay on the train and don't get off?"

"That may be true, but how will you gather supplies if you don't get off? How are you supposed to survive without water or food?"

"That's true."

Finally, at 9:30, the game issued a notification:

[Train Operation Notice]

[Station ahead: Solo Platform · South City Gas Station.]

[This station is: White Platform.]

[Please prepare.]

Every train conductor arrived at a different platform.

Solo Platforms in particular meant that you were the only train conductor to arrive at that station.

Platforms were also divided into different grades: white, green, blue, purple, and gold.

The higher the grade, the richer the resources on the platform.

A gas station?

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There should be supplies, right?

As Lu Xingyuan calculated inwardly, he unscrewed the mineral water given to him by that kind train conductor and took a small sip. After replenishing a little water, he gripped the submachine gun tightly in his hand, ready to fight at any moment.

10:00.

The train arrived at the platform on schedule.

Lu Xingyuan looked outside through the window. It was a very standard small gas station, with only four fuel pumps standing there all alone.

Behind the fuel pumps stood a square service station with an entire wall of glass windows.

Through the glass, he could vaguely make out the outline of the cashier counter and the shadows of shelves inside. That was the most likely place for supplies to be concentrated.

Lu Xingyuan secretly found it a pity. The train had no use for gasoline, otherwise he would have to try what No. 98 gasoline tasted like. Poor him had only ever filled up with 92-octane at six yuan per liter; 95-octane at eight yuan was beyond his reach. Still, he had heard people say it was as rich and smooth as Moutai.

Lu Xingyuan, who was pressed close to the window and observing in secret, did not act rashly.

There was an hour of stopping time anyway, and the gas station was only this large. That was more than enough.

However, other train conductors clearly did not share his caution.

"Brothers, you absolutely must be careful. Don't get off the train casually—the platforms really are dangerous. The first platform I reached was a Cainiao Station. It looked completely ordinary, but who would've thought there was actually a zombie hiding inside! It bit me just now. Luckily, I ran fast and immediately fled back to the train. The zombie was blocked outside and couldn't harm the train. But now my wound feels kind of itchy and hot. Am I about to die?"

Not long afterward, the other person's profile picture went dark.

The number of online users in the chat channel dropped by one again.

"Holy shit! It's that dangerous? There are even zombies?!"

"That guy died that quickly?"

"I already said it—don't casually get off the train to explore. We're fighting to survive, not going sightseeing!"

"What's going on? How did the online population drop by more than a hundred in the blink of an eye? Isn't that a bit too exaggerated? Is the elimination rate really that high?!"

"Nothing could make me get off the train! I don't want to get bitten by zombies!"

Lu Xingyuan withdrew his gaze from the chat channel, and his heart remained largely unmoved.

All the survival supplies he had now were half a bottle of mineral water. If he did not explore the platform and gather supplies, there was only one road ahead: death.

After waiting patiently for a long time without seeing any movement in the gas station, Lu Xingyuan took a deep breath, slowly opened the carriage door, and stepped down.

He continued waiting patiently. At the slightest movement, he would immediately retreat into the train. After all, with the newbie protection period in effect, the train was invincible.

Good. There was still no movement.

Lu Xingyuan rested his finger on the trigger, ready to fire at any moment, then slowly walked toward the service station.

The furnishings inside disappointed him. The shelves were filled entirely with automotive goods: windshield wipers, fuel additives, windshield washer fluid... not the food he had imagined. Fortunately, there were plenty of tissues and laundry detergent, which were still useful.

Wait, what was that?

Suddenly, a flash of light caught his attention. On the service counter at the very back sat a box gleaming with silver light.

A treasure chest!

Lu Xingyuan instantly became excited.

With a treasure chest, things would be much easier.

Perhaps he could open some basic food supplies from it.

Lu Xingyuan cautiously stepped forward.

However, just as he was about to approach it, a figure suddenly sprang out from behind the service counter!

"Fuck your mother!"

Lu Xingyuan was so startled he nearly had a heart attack, and he instinctively pulled the trigger.

"Ratatatatatatatatatatata!"

A wild stream of muzzle fire erupted, bullets pouring toward the figure in front of him as if they cost nothing.

The other party was instantly riddled with holes, collapsing to the ground, dead beyond doubt.

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