Chapter 22: Train Modification Progress
There are also over half of the zombies in Carriage 10 and Carriage 11 dead.
Wan Xing needs to work some overtime, otherwise these reserve crystals will all go to waste.
Su Huan patted a window full of cracks, and with a “crash,” the glass shattered all over the ground.
He shook his head and said, “Forget it, you guys study it. Remove this carriage, abandon it directly here, bring the rear luggage carriage over to connect it, and rummage through the luggage inside.”
Wang He wiped his sweat and responded.
His attitude was much more respectful than yesterday.
After one night on the train, he figured out why Su Huan was the train conductor.
And he felt extremely fortunate that he had stood up at the time.
There were two other workers at his level, but they had concerns that day and didn’t come forward.
“Alright, work hard. Communicate with Xiao Ba if there’s anything.”
Su Huan yawned and said.
This time, aside from Gao Zhe and the 120 workers from the construction team, the remaining passengers were still driven off the train.
However, there were no steel plate tasks, just normal material collection, without the strict requirements for finding medicine. Bringing back purified water would even get a random mood discount from the train conductor.
After arranging the tasks, Su Huan returned to the train to catch up on sleep.
He was woken up at two in the afternoon by some noise. When he opened the door, he saw Yu Jing directing Qi Xiao Ba to tinker with something at the end of his carriage.
“What are you doing here?” Su Huan walked over and asked curiously.
Qi Xiao Ba was manipulating the metal plate in his hand, Yu Jing explained.
“Didn’t you say every carriage needs to reserve a four-ton purified water tank?”
Su Huan understood, “Yeah, it’s time to make the water tanks. We’ve been short on reserve purified water lately; it’s been a while since I took a shower.”
The third carriage originally had eight private rooms, three of which he had knocked through, now serving as both workshop and sleeping area.
Although he had no requirements for sleep quality, it would be best to separate them in the future.
That would take up at least six private rooms, leaving one at the front and rear.
Now the one at the rear had already been dismantled by Yu Jing, and Xiao Ba was using stainless steel to make the water tank.
He looked at the remaining space, “Looks like there’s enough space for the fuel tank position too.”
Yu Jing pulled a pencil from her hair, drew a few strokes on the sketch, and said crisply, “Pretty much. We’ll make it all at once later. Xiao Ba’s ability is really good; the welded metal has no seams at all, completely sealed.”
Su Huan touched his forehead with his fingertip and said, “Demolish the private room in front too, make it into an open-style small living room.”
“Okay.”
After giving instructions, he walked toward the rear carriage.
He first checked the progress of the steel plate armor.
The steel armor on the first thirteen carriages had already been welded completely, with very high detail completion. Every window had an explosion-proof net, and the patchwork seams had been melted by Xiao Ba’s skill.
It felt very smooth to the touch, without even a burr.
Some large scratches and dents had also been smoothed out. If not for the patches of bloodstains not wiped away, last night’s zombie tide seemed like a dream.
Each carriage edge had three additional 20-centimeter triangular protrusions to prevent large-area attacks from directly contacting the carriage.
The rear five carriages only had simple welding on both sides.
They hadn’t even managed to install the explosion-proof nets.
The luggage carriage had replaced number 24; the damaged carriage was abandoned on the adjacent track. During sleep, it felt like the train had moved, but he didn’t pay attention; it must have been shifting this thing.
The workers were sitting on the carriage or by the railway track, eating boxed meals.
Su Huan glanced over: vinegar potato shreds over rice, with dried chili pepper shreds inside.
After checking the progress, he entered the car for the routine check of supplies.
Don’t think Su Huan looked like he only collected without organizing; he knew better than anyone how much stuff was on the train.
Using people without doubt is fine, but you yourself can’t be unclear in your mind.
Especially for this kind of lifeline stuff.
Faint footsteps came.
Su Huan’s line of sight instinctively glanced to the side.
Yu Yue walked over from the other side of the carriage, wearing a knitwear with an apron over it. The bright yellow lit up her face, enhancing that gentle temperament with even more charm.
“Brother Su, dinner is ready.”
Su Huan stood up, stretched lazily, “What did you make?”
“The main dish is beef stew with potatoes, vinegar veggie balls, then two seafood stir-fries—one spicy, one not—and corn pork rib soup.”
Su Huan surprisingly looked at Aunt Yu; sour, sweet, salty, and fresh were all covered.
It seemed she had put some thought into it.
Yu Yue saw the half-organized supplies under Su Huan’s feet and hurried over to bend down and sort them.
Su Huan also sorted some scattered items and threw them onto the shelves by category.
He picked some short-shelf-life food and handed it to Yu Yue.
“That’s enough, no need to tidy up. Let’s go.”
Yu Yue then stopped, wanting to keep an appropriate distance from Su Huan, but the storage carriage aisle was so narrow; if Su Huan didn’t move, she couldn’t pass.
The night light was off; the light from the rear carriage swept across Su Huan’s profile, shining on Yu Yue’s hands clutching a pile of miscellaneous items, clenched white from effort.
Su Huan sensed she was hesitating and slightly shifted his body.
Yu Yue nervously walked past; as she brushed by Su Huan, she could even feel the force of his breath on her skin, but nothing happened until she fully passed.
No groping as imagined either.
For some reason, there was a faint sense of disappointment in her heart.
“You can shower once every three days, but no more than ten minutes.”
Su Huan reminded.
Although Aunt Yu still smelled nice, the hair at her temples was oily and sticking to her face, a bit like those housewives in Korean dramas entangled by smoke, fire, and desires.
He still preferred fresh and cozy, like a quilt dried in the sun.
A faint blush rose on Yu Yue’s beautiful swan neck, and she let out a mosquito-like “Mm…”
Her two legs moved super fast, as if she wanted to fly out of the carriage.
Su Huan was slightly puzzled; he had just happened to be thinking about the train’s water usage and said it casually.
After she passed, he went to the shelf inside, picked up a few bottles of soda, and then arrived at the dining car.
The meal was already served on the table; several people were waiting for him.
“Get me a cup, and some ice cubes while you’re at it,” Su Huan said.
Seeing him arrive, everyone took their seats in turn.
Under the warm yellow sunlight, the sour vinegar smell of the sugar vinegar balls mixed with the aroma of pork rib soup drilled straight into the nostrils.
Su Huan poured a cup of cola, watching the fine bubbles collide against the whiskey ice cubes, making a refreshing popping sound, then downed it in one gulp.
Enjoying the icy cool sensation of the ice cola flowing from his throat to his stomach.
Driving away the heat all the way.
“Ha~ Refreshing!”
“You guys have some too.”
Su Huan handed over a few bottles of soda.
After everyone poured their beverages, they subconsciously looked at Su Huan.
Everyone had figured out his temperament: breakfast was generally for assigning tasks, dinner for acceptance.
Seeing them so proactive, Su Huan was very satisfied.
“You all saw the results of the first phase of the armored train last night. I’m very satisfied with the current effect, but the speed still needs to be faster.”
