Armed Train in the Apocalypse

”Is it a beast horde?” Su Huan frowned.

The Mutant Beasts around Wangjiang Peak have almost been wiped out by He Jie.

These things are not like zombies; although they crave human flesh and pan-energy, they know how to avoid harm when seeking benefits.

There’s a flood at the foot of the mountain, and a great battle too, how could they be running this way?

Yu Yue’s expression was somewhat subtle. ”Yes, they are converging from all directions, as if... an attractant was used.”

Su Huan looked enlightened, coldly laughing as he gazed at the mountaintop.

”Doesn’t matter, the armed train now is not afraid of a beast horde. Keep climbing!”

Discarding this little episode, Su Huan continued trekking up the mountain, feeling the changes in his body.

Physique slightly enhanced, but no significant change.

Still has the foundation of a Tier One ”Fighting Master.”

As for environmental analysis, bodily control, nerve reflex, strength, speed, resilience, in all these, he was inferior to Zhao Kuo.

The Tier Two ”Circulating Vortex” brought the most direct impact on energy recovery speed; originally with ”Energy Circulation” some recovery was possible, but it was like opening a small faucet for a swimming pool, the recovery was slow, though it sustained anywhere, anytime refreshment.

But when trouble strikes, it still depended on the stored water in the pool itself.

Now it was as if a self-spinning whirlpool formed in the pool, crazily absorbing energy from all directions.

The energy consumed in the previous battle was now fully replenished.

Additionally, the Energy Storage Core within him expanded again, increasing the total energy by two-thirds.

In more straightforward terms, with his current Level 6 ”Pan-energy Transformation,” which is a 60% conversion rate, he could drive the armed train to run 24 hours incessantly, the recovery speed could entirely surpass the consumption speed, theoretically achieving a perpetual motion machine.

However, over time, as a high-intensity input-output relay station, the locomotive would break down.

But this was already a terrifying statistic.

The ”Circulating Vortex” elevated his energy capacity, intensity, duration, and immunity to a frightening height.

Despite Su Huan being weaker than Zhao Kuo in all aspects, as long as Zhao Kuo dared to show himself.

Su Huan could end him in an instant!

No matter the tricks and capabilities you possess, with just one word, instant kill!

This is the characteristic of the ”Perpetual Motive Node” profession.

Vast capacity.

As for the precision control of energy, it was average, still relying on his past experience as an ”Electromagnetic Mage.”

The reason for shrinking the ”Thunder Pool” to a ten-meter radius during a fight with Zhao Kuo was to concentrate power on one hand and on the other, afraid of accidentally striking down his own men.

After all, not everyone is Zhao Kuo, running energetically even when their brains nearly get blasted through.

Yet advancement brings drawbacks.

Originally, he could have lived for an additional half-year, now it’s uncertain if he could survive for two months.

Su Huan felt like a flickering candle in the wind, burning more fiercely under the gusts.

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At the mountaintop, Haywood’s excitement had largely subsided.

It had been six hours since he rushed his team here, the battles at the mountain’s base had ceased.

However, their progress remained small, only picking up some ordinary pear trees that the armed train left behind.

Though these pears had slight life-restoring effects, they were far inferior to the ”Crown Pear Trees” described in Tong Zizhan’s report, which pierced the vitality barrier.

”How much longer?” Haywood asked.

An expert nearby said, ”Our manpower is too scarce; completely searching the mountain requires more personnel from headquarters.”

Haywood lifted the tempered glass mask, his azure eyes reflecting the lush trees before him, coldly shaking his head.

The traces left across the mountain reminded him that the armed train had already done an extensive search before they arrived.

He even suspected that the armed train failed to find anything, thus leaked the information to the undercover operative, luring them, the Deep Blue Data, to find the Crown Pear Tree.

Although there’s no evidence, and the speculation seems absurd.

But Haywood thought this was the most logical assumption.

In certain matters, things are common between East and West.

Based on this theory, a wide net personnel search would undoubtedly be ineffective, and with the Acid Rain Zone’s branch being newly established, he didn’t have enough manpower for a mountain search.

”Could it be growing on a cliff side?”

Haywood queried.

The expert tapped his left arm’s protective suit, on which a tiny screen lit up, ”We have already searched with drones, and there are no signs of large trees on the cliff…”

”Beep beep—”

The screen flashed blue, and the expert suddenly paused.

A voice came through Haywood’s communication device within his protective suit.

”High-energy response detected on the mountain, but the range is vast, unable to locate the precise position…”

Haywood’s eyes turned sharply fierce, ”Find it, no matter what means you use, find it, and I’ll ensure your promotion and raise!”

”Understood!”

He hadn’t even had the chance to relax when a shadow suddenly swept past his vision.

A subordinates’ shrill shout echoed in his ear, ”Someone has intruded on the mountain!”

Looking at the charred figure rushing forward wielding a two-meter-long narrow blade, Haywood was dumbfounded for a moment, ”I see it, but where is this black ghost from?”

He mouthed words while his feet continuously retreated, clearly not a combatant.

Guards on both sides swiftly stepped forward.

”Do not engage him in combat, it’s a Tier Two ’Flesh Colonizer’ of Black Kite!”

The alarm on his protective suit sensed high-energy fluctuations, swiftly setting off an alarm-like wailing in his ear.

”Damn it!” Haywood cursed bitterly, securing the mask on his face.

At this moment, he finally noticed a silver iris emblem hanging under the opponent’s exoskeleton, highlighted even more by the charred body.