Chapter 27: A New Evolver
A convoy formed by students and teachers from several universities gathered a large number of high-quality talent.
Of course, they should now be huddled in the campus, only starting to flee when they discover the temperature doubling.
If these people could be eaten in advance, many technical problems could be solved.
As for what is the most precious thing in the apocalypse, some might think it’s food, some might think it’s industrial products, but in fact, it’s the talent from the pre-apocalypse education system.
This is the truly irreplaceable thing; one dies, and there’s one less.
In his previous life, these top-tier scientific research talent were all occupied by various forces, with few released outward.
Su Huan wanted to make the armored train independent, so he must have his own reserves of scientific research talent.
Otherwise, once the initial advantages are exhausted, the gap would only widen gradually afterward.
……
The atmosphere in Carriage No. 2 was somewhat oppressive under the contrast of various tools around.
Hu An finally picked out two intact subordinates from a group of cripples, then looked at Su Huan.
“Just these two.”
Su Huan nodded, glanced at Yu Yue and the others, “Yu Jing, go get the little thing on the table in my room; the rest of you go back.”
Guessing that Su Huan might be about to do something unkind, Wan Xing quickly pushed Qi Xiao Ba back to the room.
Yu Yue naturally went to prepare breakfast, while only Liang Kuan stayed.
Su Huan looked at the two lucky ones selected, both sturdy guys about his height, and satisfyingly examined them, poking their bodies here and there with his fingers.
It felt just like a butcher sizing up a pig on the cutting board, pondering where to make the cut.
The two men were poked until they were terrified.
Su Huan thought for a moment and instructed, “Liang Kuan, take off their pants.”
As soon as he said this, every living creature in the carriage couldn’t help but clamp their legs together; even Hu An’s gaze toward Su Huan revealed genuine fear.
Liang Kuan was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward and yanked off both men’s pants.
He pulled their underwear down to their ankles together.
The two had their hands bound, rags stuffed in their mouths, faces flushed with sullenness, bodies curled as much as possible, whimpering chaotically from their mouths, their gazes toward Su Huan a mix of pleading and fear.
Su Huan touched his chin and gave Liang Kuan a look, “Have them bend over.”
This time, even Liang Kuan’s gaze toward Su Huan became somewhat complicated, but he still turned the two men around, backs facing Su Huan, and pressed them onto the table.
The two had no room to struggle in Liang Kuan’s hands, like little chicks.
Hu An silently turned his head away, not looking at his two subordinates’ pleading gazes.
Yu Jing had just walked over and saw this eye-searing scene; her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, sweeping over Su Huan and Liang Kuan and the others, revealing a look of understanding.
She raised the cylindrical object in her hand and asked, “Is this the thing?”
“Yes, that’s it.” Su Huan’s eyes lit up slightly.
Everyone watched as he adjusted something that looked like a remote control a few times, then looked around left and right, came to the car window, opened the window, and knocked a few times.
A corpse roar sounded.
‘He wouldn’t be planning to feed us to the zombies, would he?’
The people lying on the ground shivered.
The two bent over the table with bare buttocks were even more uneasy; one of them even burst into tears.
Seeing the zombie outside the car approach, Su Huan threw the cylindrical object in his hand out and pressed the remote control with his right hand.
The cylindrical object traced a beautiful parabolic arc, landing perfectly in the pocket on the zombie’s chest.
“Bang—pa!”
The zombie’s upper body was instantly blasted apart by the micro-explosion, with chunks of flesh splattering onto the train armor.
Su Huan nodded satisfiedly; his skills hadn’t regressed. He tossed the remaining two cylindrical objects to Liang Kuan, “Alright, stuff these into their asses.”
The people lying on the ground immediately tightened their anuses, even starting to feel fortunate that they weren’t selected due to their missing hands or feet.
If this thing exploded in the ass, wouldn’t it be instantly pleasurable to death?!
Ignoring the wails and howls over there.
Yu Jing looked at Su Huan with doubt in her eyes, “You know how to make bombs?”
“Just a little craft.”
Looking at the two burly men clamping their buttocks with faces full of grievance, Su Huan proudly lifted his chin.
……
High temperature steamed up mist like sticky grayish-white cotton wool entwining the railway track.
The unmanned switch lever ahead was suddenly moved by an inexplicable force, creaking as it fell to the right.
The armored train rolled over the water-beaded railway track; on both sides, in the mud swamps, lay rotting corpses with web-like red grass stems protruding from their chest cavities.
Suddenly, a bluish-gray arm stretched out from the mud; a zombie half-sunk in the swamp struggled to raise its head, its turbid eyes mechanically turning with the train’s roar.
“Bang!”
A corpse was thrown down, smashing it back.
Su Huan wiped the sweat from his forehead, closed the door, looked at Hu An whose face had paled behind him, patted his shoulder, and laughed, “In two months, the wild grass along both sides of this railway track will grow lush.”
“Bright red and vibrant, it will surely be extremely beautiful.”
Hu An looked at Su Huan’s fair fingers, his facial muscles twitching.
He had watched wide-eyed as Su Huan used his reddened fingers to poke the subordinates’ foreheads one by one, each time creating a blood hole.
Then, as the train moved, they were thrown out one by one.
Yu Jing walked over, smelled the burnt pig trotters scent in the air, and frowned slightly, “Gao Zhe has already set off with those two people; the forklift is gone too.”
“Tell Liang Kuan to drive slower; they still need a while to transport the water purifier.”
Su Huan first hung Hu An on the wall, then washed his hands.
“Got it. There’s something I need to report to you.”
Yu Jing said.
Su Huan raised his eyebrows in surprise; this was the first time they had proactively asked to report, “What is it?”
Yu Jing’s gaze glanced toward Hu An hanging on the wall; the latter immediately played dead and closed his eyes.
Su Huan understood; the two went to the dining car.
The originally scattered tables were merged in the middle into a large rectangular table; now, besides the decorative plants, there were several ferocious claws on it.
Next to it was a shattered glass cup.
Wan Xing, Qi Xiao Ba, and Yu Yue were all sitting at the dining table, their faces still showing lingering surprise.
“What’s wrong?”
Su Huan asked curiously, subconsciously activating general energy perception.
Two fluctuating general energies immediately caught his attention: one was the sharp claws on the table.
No need to say, that was naturally material dismantled from the Night Demon.
The other was actually Yu Yue sitting beside it.
Su Huan looked surprised at Aunt Yu; today’s Aunt Yu must have groomed herself, with soft long hair coiled into a bun at the back of her head, wearing a ginger-yellow long-sleeved shirt, her shoulders rounded, the loose shirt hanging as if draped over her.
She looked less like a mother who had given birth and more like a young girl in her early twenties.
Seeing Su Huan approach, she quickly stood up, lowered her head in greeting, “Brother Su.”
“You’ve successfully evolved?”
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Su Huan: “Someone says I go both ways? Pfft, filthy!
