[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-apocalypse-i-built-an-infinite-train":3,"chapter-apocalypse-i-built-an-infinite-train-apocalypse-i-built-an-infinite-train-chapter-209":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Apocalypse: I Built an Infinite Train",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2261973,4414,"Chapter 209: Life on the Train","apocalypse-i-built-an-infinite-train-chapter-209",209,"\u003Cp>Night fell, under a dark sky, all the light-shielding panels on the “Infinite” had been closed, and warm light seeped from the gaps between the carriages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the living carriage, a sense of safety after survival permeated everywhere; the sleeper cars had been converted into individual rooms. Though cramped, they were a world apart from the old days of living in vehicles—now that they were safe, everyone began tidying and modifying their mobile apocalypse shelters, cramming every last possession inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shu Qin lived alone in her own room. Her belongings weren’t many, but with movable space came the absence of the suffocating pressure she’d felt in the vehicles. After eating, she took a quick shower, washing away the stench of blood, feeling noticeably refreshed. Stepping out of her room, she saw everyone in the living carriage still busy arranging their living areas, faces lit with enthusiasm, causing her brow to soften slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After joining the Infinite, they felt like they’d found a ship amid the stormy deep sea—a rare safe harbor worth sacrificing everything to protect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shu Qin checked the time, set an alarm, picked up her gun, and sat on a chair in the corridor, resting while keeping watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ahead was Carriage 5. Daliu, exhausted from the day, had eaten his big meal and gone to bed early as instructed. His fully loaded Roarer K23 electric rotary machine gun rested on a gun rack above his steel-frame bed, within arm’s reach; beneath it lay his massive steel-slicing sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side was Lu Xingchen’s private living quarters, completely separated from Daliu’s makeshift rest area. Inside, the lights were bright and the space clean and tidy. Besides his bed and personal wardrobe, a wooden tea table stood before the window, flanked by two wicker meditation cushions found somewhere in Rain Town. The tea brewer bubbled with steam, and fragrant tea sat on the table—the leaves were a small jar of black tea Su Sha had found for him. He sipped the hot tea while studying his fire-based ability on paper and pen, drawing stick figures engulfed in flames—all of them in the classic pose of divine revelation…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heavenly Flame Rending Sky: Use lightning in the sky to trigger fire, instantly incinerating enemies… Hmm, good, good—just this lightning…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Blazing Heaven, Obliterating Earth: Ignite internal flame energy to form a sea of fire, burning all—sounds utterly Baqicelou !”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Carriage 4, directly ahead, stood a large glass ecological chamber, currently empty. Lin Xian planned to grow medium-sized greenery or shrubs here. On either side were two rows of soilless cultivation racks, sealed with lattice windows, totaling ten tiers, directly fixed to the ceiling, capable of cycling the growth of many green vegetables. The water-recycling pipes were already installed; Ding Junyi had led several young team members in drafting a planting plan, though progress had been delayed these past two days in Rain Town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ahead in Carriage 3, Ding Junyi packed away her research materials, made daily backups according to routine, took a shower, drank a glass of clean water, then returned to the rest room Lin Xian had converted from a disinfection chamber. She stripped off her clothes, lay on the clean bed, pulled the blanket over herself, opened archived academic materials on her mobile terminal, put on headphones, set an alarm, and quietly listened. Her clothes, including her underwear, were neatly arranged beside her; the entire rest room exuded meticulous tidiness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Carriage 2, Sha Sha and Kiki, both freshly bathed, were curled up in the “Kiki Special Entertainment Zone,” playing TV games using entertainment equipment Lin Xian had brought from Jiang City. Beside them lay the girls’ rest area: a custom bunk bed with a semi-enclosed design, lit from within, offering deep security and preventing them from rolling off during train jolts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entertainment zone was carpeted with thick plush flooring. Kiki, post-bath, wore a pink low-rise tank top and denim shorts, her long, pale legs sprawled ungracefully on the floor. Both she and Sha Sha had lollipops in their mouths—snacks found by Chen Sixuan in the supply depot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shoot, shoot, left side, idiot!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kiki-sis, save me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Open that chest—it has good stuff!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hurry, it’s about to undergo second-stage mutation!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s about to die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Out of ammo—give me more!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Want a grenade?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Quick, give it to me—I’ll blow it up!”…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Carriage 1, Lin Xian’s workbench held the TRP-IV special industrial-grade powered exoskeleton. Weighing nearly thirty kilograms, it featured one small high-energy electric drive unit and thirteen hydraulic actuators. He was studying how to mount the industrial prosthetic limbs onto it. Though the three-armed design looked absurd, it was useful for combat—that was all that mattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The exoskeleton’s auxiliary system was not highly intelligent—equivalent to a microcomputer. Lin Xian could tell Ding Qing had treasured this suit immensely, maintaining it meticulously. To preserve the actuators’ lifespan, it was normally kept powered off—even electricity was hoarded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forget powered armor—even simple mechanical structures like firearms were precious in the apocalypse. Without an industrial system, each bullet fired was one less, and a broken gun was nearly impossible to repair. How could anyone casually forge a Gatling gun and ammo like Lin Xian?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Prompt: Blueprint for A33K Heavy Anti-Material Sniper Rifle undergoing upgrade development. 1 day, 13:49:55】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still over a day…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian glanced at the R&D center. He desperately wanted to put the exoskeleton inside to see how long the upgrade would take. This device would directly boost his personal combat power; upgrading its blueprint was equivalent to upgrading himself. In his mind, its priority even surpassed upgrading the 1130 and the electromagnetic cannon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d studied the blueprint—the exoskeleton was slightly more complex than the PX05 engineering robot. The main hurdle was Type I tungsten-titanium alloy, a Level 3 material. If he converted it using Level 1 and 2 materials via the fabrication plant, the cost would be enormous—but still achievable overall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since confirming the existence of the 【Dark Mark】, his next plan was to strengthen the team’s armament. At least one exoskeleton per person was essential—this would greatly enhance everyone’s mobility and drastically increase survival rates against Weird Entity attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Personal full-coverage battle armor and combat suits were far more complex, demanding materials beyond ordinary means. Such gear was expensive war equipment even for the Phoenix Society or Dawn City—hard to manufacture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian needed to rapidly raise his mechanical fabrication and assimilation levels to plan for such high-tier equipment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing the exoskeleton’s maintenance, Lin Xian scanned the black long gun and discovered it had originally been a muscle engine from a large mech’s body, modified with a magnetic control system and external impact armor, repurposed by Ding Qing as a weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t something an ordinary person could handle. Magnetic control engines were once only obtainable on the black market—this kind of tech must have originated from some powerful mechanical organization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Lin Xian could only scan and save an unknown-model blueprint as backup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This thing is surprisingly easy to handle.” He hefted it in his hand, feeling its weight. Its power at close range exceeded that of bullets, making it devastating against large Weird Entities—and it was remotely retrievable, giving Lin Xian a new combat tactic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian had been monitoring the Hetero-Cube and Sentry System. After finishing, it was already Lingchen . No anomalies had appeared during his watch—he could finally relax a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t help it—he’d been afraid of being stolen from since Jiang City. The journey had been one disaster after another; his nerves had been taut, and he hadn’t slept well in nights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, at last, he was beginning to understand the patterns of the night. This feeling was more exhilarating to him than acquiring vast quantities of supplies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1293,"2026-06-19T18:20:06.633Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","53ec8922feb7241dcafa0c89d15b918be4c6c18837da720d15c187b13ff1e22f","apocalypse-i-built-an-infinite-train-chapter-210","apocalypse-i-built-an-infinite-train-chapter-208",541,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fapocalypse-i-built-an-infinite-train-cover.jpg"]