Chapter 6: Buy Ticket To Board
“Listen to everything?”
“Everything!”
“Absolute obedience?”
“Absolute!”
The girl wiped her sweaty face hard, revealing fair skin. She still had some confidence in her face.
Su Huan narrowed his eyes and examined her. “You come up first and wash the bowls.”
In the dining car, only Yu Yue was there handling the bowl and chopsticks he had left from yesterday.
Su Huan said indifferently, “You go clean the room.”
Yu Yue turned back in surprise and saw another girl behind Su Huan. She gave her a complicated look, wiped her hands, and stepped aside.
The girl hadn’t wiped the tears from her face, but her heart was already wrapped in immense happiness and surprise. She hurriedly took the dishcloth.
“How old are you?”
Su Huan continued to ask.
“Eighteen years old. My ID card is in my backpack.”
There weren’t many bowls in the sink. The girl finished washing them in a few strokes and waited anxiously for Su Huan’s next order, not knowing what she was thinking, her ear tips turning red.
“It’s good that you’re an adult and can take care of yourself, so get off the train.” Su Huan said indifferently.
“Ah?”
The girl was struck as if by lightning and froze in place.
After a long while, she forced a stiff smile. “Didn’t we already agree? Brother Su, don’t scare me…”
Su Huan said in surprise, “Agree on what? You only have two and a half shares of supplies. Out of my great mercy, I let you wash a few bowls to make up the remaining half share. That settles your debt, but to get on the train, you still need three shares of supplies.”
After speaking, he put one index finger to his lips, his tone dangerous. “Or do you want a freebie?”
Tears flew down again. “I can do many other things…”
“What can you do? What are your hobbies?”
“I can…” The girl hesitated. “I like traveling. I’ve been to many places. I can dance, my English is good, I’m a blogger, and many people like me.”
Su Huan impatiently frowned.
“What major did you study?”
“I never went to university, but I can shoot videos and earn more than university students…”
“So you can do photography and editing?”
“I just shoot good videos. The rest is outsourced by the company, but I can learn. I learn very quickly.”
Su Huan leaned back on the sofa, looking at her with half-lidded eyes. “If someone knocks on the door wanting to get on, do you pretend not to see or open the door?”
The girl was stunned for a moment. She was about to answer when she felt something was off.
If she said she wouldn’t open the door, then why would Su Huan take her in?
And wouldn’t that make her seem too unkind?
If she said she would open the door, it would obviously cause trouble for the train…
So the right answer was to report it to him?
Seeing the struggle on the girl’s face, Su Huan completely lost patience. “Alright, get off.”
The answer to this question wasn’t important.
The key was to give a quick answer.
In the apocalypse, both good and bad people can survive, but those who are neither good nor bad, with unclear minds, die the fastest.
When something happens, others have already decided and started acting, while you’re still hesitating over this and that.
If you don’t die, who does?
The girl didn’t dare say more. With a look as if the sky had fallen, she walked off the train and lingered around it, unwilling to leave.
There was no pity in Su Huan’s eyes.
He needed people, but valuable ones, even if they had a decisive mentality.
Of course, being pretty enough to provide both physical and mental services was good too, but the girl had a pointed face and thin legs, not his type.
Aunt Yu, who was more timid, was more fun.
……
After sending the girl away, Su Huan tucked a signboard under his arm, took the roster, and came to the sixth carriage.
It was clearly much stuffier here. After all, it consumed electricity. Before Su Huan’s ability was fully developed, energy had to be saved wherever possible.
The carriage was filled with all sorts of messy clothes, reeking of foot odor and urine. Fortunately, there was a toilet in the car. Scanning around, except for some plastic thin film covers, there weren’t any dirty things.
“Tsk, still so vigorous.”
Su Huan sighed, then opened the car window nearby to ventilate.
Liang Kuan came over carrying the fire axe.
Su Huan chuckled lightly. “Don’t be so nervous. We’re collecting tickets, not lives.”
Liang Kuan nodded heavily, gripping the axe tightly. “I understand.”
Su Huan then opened the car door and hung the signboard nearby. Four big characters: Buy Ticket to Board.
“Come on over. Buy ticket to board.”
Su Huan shouted, then comfortably sat down on a chair.
He just liked this feeling of reaping without sowing.
The passengers hiding around the train cautiously emerged from various corners.
They were all seasoned ones trained by Su Huan, clearly knowing how to avoid being discovered by zombies.
If you accidentally attracted zombies, you’d have to fend for yourself. Don’t expect Su Huan to open the door for them.
The train was far more important than people.
Soon, the passengers gathered at the doorway of the sixth carriage, carrying bags of supplies.
“Why the sixth carriage today? Wasn’t it always the fifth before?” a man wearing work pants asked.
Su Huan glanced at him. He looked a bit familiar. He took the backpack handed over and said patiently, “This carriage needs to be cleared out. It won’t be open in the future, specifically as an exchange carriage.”
“One bag of ten jin rice, good stuff. Alright, counts as three shares of supplies.”
Receiving solid supplies, Su Huan’s mood improved. “Since you’re an old passenger, I have a small job here. Do it well, and you can waive one share of supplies.”
The work pants man’s eyes lit up. “What job?”
Su Huan pointed inside the carriage. “Clear out all the garbage, then sweep it clean.”
The work pants man hurriedly took back the backpack and eagerly got on to work.
The people behind heard this. After handing over supplies, one hurriedly asked, “Any more jobs?”
Su Huan glanced at him. He looked unfamiliar, probably boarded a couple days ago. “No, next.”
A woman with a distressed complexion handed over a huge package covered with a black plastic bag. The tiger’s mouths of both her hands were chafed purple.
Su Huan suspiciously took it.
Yo, pretty heavy.
Opening the outer plastic bag, inside was actually an air pump, about twenty kilograms. For a woman to carry this thing so far was really not easy.
Afraid Su Huan wouldn’t accept it, the woman hurriedly said, “My man was a carpenter before. This air pump can connect to a nail gun. I brought them all, everything’s on it.”
Su Huan glanced at her. She seemed diligent. “Alright, you’re in. Come in and wipe this carriage clean, every nook and cranny, glass has to shine like a mirror. Do it well, and your train ticket is free tomorrow.”
The woman thanked him repeatedly.
Soon, a huge pile of supplies stacked up here: rice and flour, diesel, tobacco and alcohol, tea and sugar, daily necessities, medical equipment, production tools, all sorts of things.
This was much faster than collecting them himself.
While Su Huan was happily collecting train tickets, a group of new faces came over. They looked like a family: three men, two women, and a child.
The train was often discovered by locals who mistook it for government rescue.
“Dad, look, the train is still running. I told you, how could such a big country collapse so easily over some virus!”
The speaker was a man wearing glasses, with cramped features.
His father had half-gray temples, wearing a dark blue jacket. Seeing the train, he perked up too. “Go, go ask quickly.”
But the people around just gave him cold looks and didn’t answer.
The glasses man felt something off, approached the carriage, and then saw Su Huan.
The man sized him up and down, then tentatively asked, “Is this train really the government’s rescue?”
