"Everyone is dood?"
Six n exchanged a glance, as if they had already agreed on sothing before Ai arrived, and they couldn’t help but start laughing.
"No, no, no."
A burly man wearing a down jacket over a sweater stepped forward: "Well, Mr. Robot, I think you’re mistaken on one point. We believe the crisis is real, and we absolutely believe your Target Detection Radar is of a higher level than ours."
"But—"
"In this crisis, we won’t die; only your Fixed Star will."
"After all, we’re all Level 9 trains and can leave the Zombie Basin at any ti. We’re not locked here, so why should we risk our lives with your Fixed Star?"
"You’re the ones in a hurry, not us."
"Of course, we’re not heartless. If you want to lead us and rally us together, we can listen to you and form a temporary alliance to gather copper mines from all the lower-level trains."
"But the Fixed Star needs to offer Murphy Stone in exchange."
"That’s correct." A man in an olive green military coat stepped forward with a serious expression: "Our Train Captain thinks the sa way. Since you have all those Supermodel Effects, surely you have plenty of Murphy Stones, right?"
"There are six of us here, and if each of us gets 100 Murphy Stones, we’ll help you with this."
"After all, at the brink of survival, you wouldn’t be stingy about a few Murphy Stones, right?"
"Don’t rush to refuse, ask your Train Captain with the walkie-talkie; I know you can’t make the decision."
...
"..."
Ai paused for half a minute, and after receiving all the information from Chen Mang, he spoke again.
"Level 10 train is a threshold."
"I rember the blue zone is different from other zones. Once a Level 9 train enters, it can’t return to the lower-level zones, right? If you could enter the higher zones so easily, you wouldn’t have stayed in Zombie Basin for so long."
"Presumably, you’re not prepared to ascend to a Level 10 train yet; rushing into the blue zone would lead to a dead end too."
"Furthermore, so many Level 9 zombies and hundreds of thousands of zombies are both a crisis and an opportunity. If we get through it smoothly, a lot of rewards will drop, and splitting them among everyone will greatly speed up train developnt."
"This matter doesn’t only concern the Fixed Star Train; it concerns you too."
"You’re saving yourselves."
"No, no..."
The man in the down jacket shook his head, stating firmly: "Our Train Captain made it very clear, no talk without Murphy Stone. He’d rather gamble in the blue zone than help you for free."
"Free?"
A trace of coldness flashed in Ai’s eyes, and he laughed: "Isn’t it helping you too?"
"Whoever leads makes the sacrifices. You want to be the boss but don’t want to pay anything? How co your Fixed Star wants all the good stuff?" At this ti, another man walked over from the distance, his voice full of annoyance.
"To put it simply."
"This crisis really is your Fixed Star’s issue. You’re asking for our help, understand? Without us Level 9 trains, don’t you Fixed Stars see your impending doom?"
"If you don’t want to give anything, just leave!"
"When you co begging us again, it won’t be the sa price."
"..."
Ai paused for a mont, then after receiving another ssage from Chen Mang, headed toward the Off-road Motorcycle: "Our Train Captain said, refused to cooperate, farewell fate."
"Leaving?"
The man in the military coat had a flash of malice in his eyes, instantly pulling out a rifle from his coat, aiming at Ai, ready to fire.
But Ai suddenly stopped, turned swiftly, and sohow had two Gatlings with spinning barrels in his hands.
The next mont—
"Rat-a-tat-tat!!!"
The two Gatlings in Ai’s hands began roaring, and energy bullets stord like a tal whirlwind, enveloping all seven n in the blink of an eye, without any hesitation, he fired.
Three seconds later.
The gunfire cald, Ai opened the armor on his stomach, tucked both Gatlings into the clothing pocket inside, and walked quickly toward the Off-road Motorcycle, twisting the throttle, speeding toward the Fixed Star Train.
...
The Fixed Star Train had already started and was gradually accelerating.
"Faster, faster!"
At the end of the train, Mr. Li stood at the rear, opening the armor at the top of the tail car and letting it fall to the ground, forming a slope, the sparks from the armor scraping the ground were like fleeting fireworks in the gusty wind.
Behind the train.
Ai was riding the Off-road Motorcycle, speeding toward the rear of the train.
Twisting the throttle sharply, lifting the bike’s front.
The motorcycle flew into the car via the slope, Mr. Li glanced at the few trains approaching rapidly in the night from afar, sneered coldly, and spat thickly toward the train’s exterior: "Bite ."
Only then did he quickly pull the armor back up, sealing the train tightly.
And Ai had already tossed the Off-road Motorcycle aside in the car, striding through several carriages toward the train cabin.
...
Inside the train cabin.
Chen Mang watched the Target Detection Radar’s screen, the Level 9 trains that were chasing had been left far behind. In terms of speed, the Fixed Star in windy weather feared no one!
The train’s top speed had already broken a thousand.
No chance of catching up.
If Ai’s route hadn’t exposed the Fixed Star’s location, those trains’ Target Detection Radar would never have seen the Fixed Star.
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