Chapter 12: Hope You Hurry Up
Su Huan compared it to the 3000 steel plates listed by Yu Jing and calculated. Forty-two carriages, plus the front of the train, the workload of covering everything with steel plates was enormous, but there was nothing else plentiful on the train except people.
Qi Xiao Ba only needed to simply cut and weld, and the energy consumption wasn’t great.
Su Huan pinched his fingertips and turned his gaze to Wan Xing, “Your task tomorrow is to collect General Energy Crystals from inside zombie corpses. As for the zombie problem, you don’t need to worry about it; I’ll handle it.”
“Okay.” Wan Xing agreed straightforwardly.
“Mm, Liang Kuan, you have two tasks. One is to organize and categorize the collected supplies, and the other is to bring the zombie corpses here. You have to do this personally; don’t let that group of people from the back get on the train.”
“Understood.”
With General Energy Crystals, the endurance issue was also solved.
General Energy Crystals could be directly absorbed by Evolvers. The absorbed portion would vanish into thin air, while the remainder would remain in a stable “crystal” state.
But the duration was limited; only Collectors could maintain the General Energy Crystal form long-term.
Su Huan took a moment to check his watch and realized without noticing that it was already ten o’clock at night.
It had to be said that without entertainment, time passed by enduring it.
“That’s it for today. Everyone can go rest. You can choose any soft sleeper compartments in Carriage Number 4.”
Su Huan stood up first and walked toward Carriage Number 3.
This entire carriage was reserved for himself.
Standing at the doorway, Su Huan hesitated to enter. After a moment, he turned back and looked at Yu Jing, who stood calmly behind him, asking suspiciously, “You’re not going to sleep; why are you following me?”
“Your room has a lot of tools; I want to borrow some.”
Su Huan glanced at her obliquely, thinking she had finally come to her senses and offered herself.
He pushed the door open and entered. The room was completely renewed inside. Various tools were placed along the wall on a temporarily made rack. Scattered pencils and steel rulers were neatly arranged in a row on the desk.
The carpet had been replaced, and the oil stains on it were gone. The bed was clean and tidy.
“My mom cleaned it.”
Yu Jing naturally entered the room and selected a few items.
Just as she was about to leave, she saw Su Huan standing inexplicably at the doorway with no intention of stepping aside.
Yu Jing raised her fair chin, her phoenix eyes carrying inquiry, “Do you want to sleep with me?”
The question came out of nowhere. Su Huan hadn’t expected her to be so direct, and for a moment, he felt like he was three years into the apocalypse.
The girls back then were also this enthusiastic and bold.
But she was clearly different; there was no shyness or desire on her face at all—just purely asking the question.
Su Huan naturally didn’t want to lose ground and curled his lips upward, “I want to.”
Yu Jing frowned, then relaxed, “I see. Physiologically, no problem. Ethically, this is the apocalypse, so there’s not much to worry about. But my mom might not accept it.”
Su Huan had the feeling of a pervert meeting another pervert. His lust fell short here, but his fighting spirit rose instead.
I, a beast four years into the apocalypse, am I going to let a novice like you take control of me?
“So you can accept it?” Su Huan advanced instead of retreating, grabbing Yu Jing’s slender waist with one hand.
It was very slim and elastic.
The high-waisted jeans fit tightly, accentuating her leg lines even more slender, with a tight, curvaceous waist and hips.
Just like her self-introduction, full of healthy vitality.
He wrapped his arms around her in an embrace, a sense of control naturally arising, along with a bit of boost from his status.
Su Huan’s high school grades weren’t ideal; he barely got into an undergraduate program. He had a subconscious longing for education. It had to be said that Yu Jing’s excellence also stimulated his desire.
Yu Jing didn’t react to Su Huan’s actions and calmly glanced at the wristwatch on her left hand, “If you need it, can you let me take a shower first?”
Su Huan narrowed his eyes with a hint of danger, “Are you in a hurry?”
“Don’t worry, I’m 22 this year, never had a boyfriend, it’s my first time, healthy body with no diseases, fully able to meet your demands. But I want to sketch some drafts before sleeping, so I hope you can be quick.”
“I’m very slow at that kind of thing.”
Su Huan’s fingertips slid down to the metal buckle at her waist, flicking it lightly, filling his brain with the excitement of unwrapping a gift.
Yu Jing’s gaze was calm with a hint of confusion, “Sensory organs go numb after ten minutes; continuing further, the pain should outweigh the pleasure.”
Watching Yu Jing analyze so seriously, Su Huan laughed in frustration. He realized now—this woman wasn’t pretending to be calm; she truly didn’t care about doing something with him.
Su Huan’s fingertip heavily poked her flat belly, “Wouldn’t you care if it was someone else?”
Yu Jing looked up in surprise. Her soft fingers quickly brushed Su Huan’s chin, a smile appearing on her face, carrying a momentary beauty like an iceberg shattering and sliding into the sea, “That won’t do; you’re still a bit handsome.”
With that, while Su Huan was stunned in place, she bent down and slipped out from under his arm.
Walking out of the room, her brows relaxed, and the smile gradually faded.
She didn’t dislike Su Huan, but that was all.
The reason she said that wasn’t out of any affection, but what she considered the optimal solution at the moment.
Men were simple creatures—like cats when they couldn’t get what they wanted, sniffing around and disturbing people.
Might as well let him have his fill all at once, so his attention would return to her own ability and value.
But she didn’t want to rely on her body to stand on the train.
She liked the appreciation in Su Huan’s eyes toward her, but didn’t want it mixed with a man’s appreciation for a woman.
Moreover…
Modifying the train to resist the zombie tide—she quite liked this crazy plan too.
……
Under the faint light, the pencil drew straight lines on the white paper, but at the last moment, it suddenly slipped, creating a disharmonious spot on the beautiful picture. “Snap.”
Su Huan snapped the pencil.
In frustration, he clenched his hands, high temperature rose, incinerating the just-drawn carriage internal design blueprint.
“Damn it, I got taken!”
“Whatever, time to sleep. Once I free up my hands, she’ll get hers sooner or later.”
Su Huan thought viciously.
Tonight, the Train Conductor forgot to write the logbook because he was too angry.
……
Inside Carriage Number 24.
In the pitch darkness, a rough voice cursed, “Who knows what that Su guy is thinking, letting all kinds of trash on board. That little bastard even dared to steal from me. I just twisted off one of his fingers, and that family of old folks dared to pick a fight with me! Truly courting death!”
“Calm down, Dog Brother.” A young man with a face full of banditry lay back on the seat.
He placed one foot on the shoulder of the woman busy below, “Go, help Dog Brother cool off.”
The woman flinched, quickly turned her head, and groped around slowly in the darkness.
Before she found it, she staggered from a thrust from behind.
The young man panted roughly while saying, “That Su guy’s methods are too weird. Let the people from Carriage Number 7 test it first.”
The man called Dog Brother grew impatient with the groping below and slapped her.
“Useless!”
The woman grunted but didn’t dare make a sound.
Dog Brother sighed comfortably, “They came to me too, just like you thought. Let them test it; I’m not going to be the first bird.”
“Right, send some people to bring that old woman’s daughter-in-law over. They started the fire; they have to put it out themselves!”
Laughter full of lechery immediately rose around them.
