"Captain Lin, it’s just a bit of shock, not very serious injuries at the mont, don’t worry." Hearing Lin Xian’s concern, Li Yi imdiately reported the situation inside the car.
"Everything is OK on my side, so partners are slightly injured, but nothing to worry about." Qian Deli of the Joker convoy learned of the situation and took a deep breath. His tone lacked tension, instead exuding a calmness as if he were the child of destiny, fearing nothing.
"I knew it, following Captain Lin is absolutely right. Once again, I have to thank you for saving my life, I owe you a drink." Monica in the first car of Queen Mo heard the conversation on the communicator, understanding the thrilling mont just past. At this ti, her curiosity and interest in Lin Xian grew.
In the apocalypse, especially for a woman, there is often a fantasy of a savior appearing, and in Monica’s eyes, Lin Xian increasingly resembled such an existence. He entered Xilan City the night before the storm, stood out during the great battle, and was present in many monts of despair. A person like this would surely attract countless attention.
Leader, savior, hero, such words unknowingly beca invisible labels, imprinted on Lin Xian by public discussion, and Monica was not surprised. She swirled a wine glass in her hand, gazing at the Infinity ahead with a charming smile.
After all the convoys reported, Lin Xian finally breathed a little sigh of relief. Shock injuries, bumps, eardrum perforations, most of the injuries were of this kind. Others had internal organ damage from the massive quake, so suffered vomiting and diarrhea, and several were unconscious, but no deaths were reported. Maintaining this situation amidst such a calamity was simply a miracle!
Due to the many injuries, Lin Xian imdiately reminded all convoys to be wary of the assault of darkness. The Joint Train had successfully escaped from Yijin City, which was good news that must be spread to everyone, to keep faith in breaking through to dawn!
Clang clang~clang clang.
The black Joint Train, like a steel dragon, traveled between hills and mountains under the night’s cover. The train’s location was already east of Yijin City heading north, gradually entering the Western Desert. The pale moonlight under the extre night was like a thin layer of silver on the wasteland. The train rolled over folds in the hill tracks, and the undulating mountain shadows were like the backs of sleeping beasts. The low hilltops were wind-carved into saw-toothed outlines. These hills bore no trees, only sparse dry cal thorns and bitter grasses. Tumbleweeds rustled in the night wind, dead branches scraped against the rock faces, making a soft, sandy sound full of lonely desolation.
The wind blew from the depths of the desert, bringing fine sand across the cars, creating a faint whimper on the tal surfaces. After the apocalypse, there were no insect chirps, no water sounds, only the collision of gravel and wheels, whispers of wind and rock walls, composing a serenade of silence in the tiless desolation.
The Joint Train thus raced for two hours, a period marked by busyness, tension, vigilance, and confusion in the various carriages. As the train gradually entered the desert wilderness, the horizon widened, a sense of isolation separated from the world continuously washed over. There were no Abnormal Bodies, no Zombies, only the howling night wind and sand.
Everyone grew more certain; they had escaped!
The tension of more than four thousand people inside the train finally eased a bit, with everyone recovering from the massive explosion in Yijin City.
"Checked, there are no Dark Marks, we are now in a state of silence."
In car No. 2, KIKI had just taken Hell Black Chrysanthemum and Ah Bai from Dragon Mountain No.1 to survey the entire Joint Train from above. After double checking, Lin Xian finally relaxed and said to KIKI, "Good, you take a rest; the initial explosion’s Shock Wave must have affected you too."
KIKI stretched and said, "Not bad, not bad, we were far enough away, plus my Telekinesis Shield helped, so not much injury."
Actually, not just her, after the massive quake underground, although many were injured or unconscious, there wasn’t a direct death. The reason was not only the strong defense of the Doomsday Train but also the enough distance and isolation from the ground. Thirdly, all over four thousand people in the Joint Train were sowhat evolving due to the power of the dark night. Even Sha Sha, that little girl, could now single-handedly lift the Roarer Gatling Gun, which was quite indicative.
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