[{"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-332":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},2262096,4414,"Chapter 332: Escapee from Star Abyss","apocalypse-i-built-an-infinite-train-chapter-332",332,"\u003Cp>Wuuu~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun hung high, radiating searing heat; the cement platform at Akse Station cracked into a spiderweb pattern, the dried camel thorns and reeds in the fissures all dull, lifeless earth tones, while the iron station sign overhead groaned with a shrill, wind-driven wail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The United Train stretched for kilometers beyond Akse Station, its human figures shimmering under the blazing sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the east lay an endless, uninhabited wasteland, where the wind howled and the horizon was nothing but rolling heat haze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world seemed reduced to a single hue of withered yellow; after the United Train crew briefly savored the sunlight, thrilled to have escaped the darkness, only scorching heat and aridity remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Men and women alike had swapped their clothes for thin garments, sweating profusely as they maintained and repaired their survival vehicles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One convoy was the exception: the Mo Queen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On an open patch outside the platform, Monica’s subordinates had erected a sunshade; Monica herself wore a daring short shorts and crop top, sunglasses on, lounging comfortably on a recliner, a mini-fridge beside her chilled with drinks, a subordinate fanning her with a cool air blower—she looked as if the dangers of the wasteland had nothing to do with her, as if she were merely on vacation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her commanding, stunning beauty and excessively provocative figure didn’t just make her own men nosebleed; even the male crew members bustling on the platform couldn’t help stealing glances in her direction, inexplicably feeling Akse’s air had grown two degrees hotter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monica ignored the stares around her; though she appeared to be dozing, her eyes never left Lin Xian, who was remotely piloting drones and manipulating countless floating materials to meticulously modify the train far down the track.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mechanical psychokinesis… it seems to violate my understanding of psychokinesis entirely.” She murmured to herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Akse Station, the Infinite had disconnected from Longshan No. 1 and was undergoing carriage reconfiguration on the backup track.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian operated drones to modify the Weilong-class carriages, while Li Yi and Xiao Yuan led over a hundred people in frantic assistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though heavily pregnant, Li Yi’s face radiated hope for survival and dawn; after that night in Yijin City, Lin Xian’s invitation had kept her awake all night. She and Liang Lei were resilient by nature, always the ones rescuing others on this flight—but now, joining the Infinite, she felt she’d finally found a trustworthy, dependable platform, and her heart overflowed with gratitude. Had she not been pregnant, as a psychokinetic, she would have leapt atop armored steel plates to help without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister Li, rest a bit—leave this to us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several burly men in engineering exoskeletons carried various armored plates and materials manufactured by Lin Xian; seeing Li Yi still rushing about, they couldn’t help calling out to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, it’s scorching outside, and the wind’s fierce.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This isn’t the time to rest,” Li Yi replied loudly, hauling a heavy tool box behind them. “We enter the wasteland tomorrow. Brother Lin said: the more we prepare, the better. No harm in being thorough.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister Li.” Xiao Yuan ran up to her. “Come inside and help us organize supplies—we need to free up a lot of space.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, alright.” Hearing it was Lin Xian’s order, Li Yi nodded quickly; she didn’t know Xiao Yuan had been sent by Lin Xian—he’d originally assigned Li Yi to manage internal affairs, and seeing her pregnant and still laboring with heavy tasks, he’d asked Xiao Yuan to fetch her inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On Akse’s backup track, an 800-meter armored train had been assembled; from the outside, it clearly combined two trains of different armored styles, yet the overall effect remained overwhelmingly imposing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, space was being cleaned and arranged per Lin Xian’s plan; outside, crews were welding defensive armor and automated gates at every carriage junction. Though Lin Xian couldn’t finish all external armor at once, he at least needed to seal the entire train into a fully enclosed unit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the front locomotive, Lin Xian controlled several PX05 maintenance robots dismantling the Weilong-class’s main control console and constructing a massive reinforced coupling carriage to connect to the Whale-03e heavy gas turbine locomotive. This makeshift assembly might seem unsafe, but to Lin Xian, it posed no risk—he based his manufacturing on the Weilong-class’s complete blueprints, producing precision-forged components newer than new, far beyond simple welding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he thought, several hovering PX05 robots, guided by his Mechanical Heart, performed standardized tasks, their lenses becoming Lin Xian’s “eyes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, Lin Xian struggled to adapt; he’d only gained this ability after unlocking remote control, and the flood of panoramic perspectives into his mind quickly induced dizziness, vertigo, nausea, and disorientation. Only after forcing himself to perceive through a mechanical state did he begin to adjust to this all-around vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d spent his life seeing the world through two eyes; suddenly gaining so many perspectives was genuinely headache-inducing. There were only a few now—but he recalled his plan to manufacture thousands of Lei Sun 2000 attack drones. If he ever built that many, how could he possibly control them all?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His initial solution to this problem had been AI intelligence, but the more he thought, the more it felt wrong: if an AI-controlled drone swarm attacked, what did that have to do with him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wouldn’t he just become a “mothership” producing drones?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this thought, Lin Xian closed his eyes and frowned slightly—this… was indeed a problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could a human brain simultaneously manage thousands of units acting independently?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When fighting the Old Scorpion, he could only command all drones to attack simultaneously; otherwise, he could only assign them autonomous control after identifying targets himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On another front, Kiki, Chen Sixuan, and Huo Ge led the Infinite and Luo Yang, Liang Lei, and their forces in a furious charge; the convoy’s thundering vibrations shook the sand and dry grass along the route.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ooo~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The engine’s pitch gradually lowered; sandstorms raged around them. Following the signal traces from the Old Scorpion Iron Alliance, Kiki quickly pinpointed the area with the highest signal overlap, then used triangulation to locate the place called Wangfeng Valley. But when still dozens of kilometers from the target, Chen Sixuan suggested halting, then sending Kiki, herself, and Huo Ge ahead to reconnoiter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their mobility was superior, and they could handle problems more adeptly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of the three, only Chen Sixuan wore a full-body powered armor suit; Huo Ge wore the Lone Wolf powered armor with a dust mask; Kiki wore a simple outfit of shorts and a leather jacket, her psychic barrier shielding her from the sand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That location is still about twenty-seven or twenty-eight kilometers away—quite well-hidden.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These sand bandit outposts are spaced far apart, all deep in uninhabited zones. Aside from zombies and weirdlings, ordinary refugees have neither the will nor strength to seek them out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Sixuan spoke cautiously; this was her first time leading a mission alone without Lin Xian—and especially one targeting a sand bandit stronghold. Though outwardly calm, she couldn’t suppress a surge of excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t quite describe the feeling, but Chen Sixuan was increasingly savoring the sensation of heightened perception, immense power, and eliminating enemies from kilometers away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was now utterly unrecognizable from the Chen Sixuan who once dared not even throw a piece of chalk at someone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s hurry over. After two hours of sandstorm, if someone slipped back to report, we’ll arrive to find nothing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kiki immediately used her psychic force to lift the two and propel them toward the target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In flight, Chen Sixuan said gravely: “This location lies deep in the wasteland, far from major routes and towns. Even if it’s not the Old Scorpion’s main base, it must be where they hide or trade something—otherwise, their signals wouldn’t appear so frequently here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huo Ge crossed his arms, clearly dissatisfied that even after gaining flight, he was still being carried by Kiki’s psychic force: “Have you two forgotten that I can now fly freely?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shut up and follow,” Kiki replied bluntly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Sixuan glanced at Huo Ge and whispered: “Your flight is too fast, and your fire trails and smoke will expose us. We’re on recon—hold your fire for now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Chen Sixuan’s words, Lu Xingchen found them reasonable. He opened his mouth to speak, then swallowed his words, cleared his throat twice, nodded, and redirected his focus to scanning the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the three flew low along the target direction until reaching a sand dune cliff. Chen Sixuan suddenly called out to Kiki:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kiki immediately grounded them. Chen Sixuan crouched, raised her sniper rifle, and aimed toward the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the electronic scope, a large wasteland outpost appeared: a former Federation-decommissioned signal station, nestled beneath a wind-eroded rock mountain. The area was sizable, constructed from rusted oil tankers, abandoned car carcasses, and welded steel plates. Several twisted steel towers stood in the corners, each topped with old searchlights and heavy machine guns, alongside flamethrowers and defensive electric grids—clearly a high-level defense setup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides the original observation building, there were over a dozen tin sheds, housing forty to fifty heavily modified apocalypse vehicles, all bristling with thorned steel spikes and bizarre graffiti, radiating arrogance. The station’s discarded parabolic dish had been repurposed as a sunshade, now fitted with new radar and early-warning systems.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Sixuan subtly adjusted the scope’s magnification. Inside the outpost, over a dozen figures moved: some smoking on watchtowers, others playing cards under the sunshade. Further back, she spotted a small bunker with a thick blast door, painted with the Old Scorpion Gang’s emblem—likely the leader’s quarters or a storage facility for supplies and ammunition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We found the right place. This is the Old Scorpion Gang’s stronghold.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Sixuan signaled the two beside her to crouch lower. “Wait…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She continued adjusting the scope, suddenly noticing several large iron cages beneath the inner sunshades, each holding numerous captives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The captives were all ragged, barely alive; though still kilometers away, Chen Sixuan could almost feel the despair radiating from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There are dozens of prisoners here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So many?” Kiki frowned. “They must’ve been captured recently—haven’t had time to trade them yet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Sixuan nodded. “Besides these captives, the bandits themselves are few, but the watchtowers and heavy weapons inside are no joke. And we don’t know what’s behind that blast door.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Sixuan watched intently as the outpost’s watchtowers used flamethrowers to exterminate the zombies gathered at the gate. Then the spiked gate slowly opened, and two Rampage vehicles roared out, heading straight toward their position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Someone’s coming—this way. Probably checking on Akse.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside her, Lu Xingchen clenched his fists. “Then let’s strike with thunderous force—give them no chance to react.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re right,” Chen Sixuan said coldly. “Huo Ge, return and lead the main force. Kiki and I will eliminate these scouts, then we’ll storm the stronghold.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xingchen smiled, turned, and shot off like a streak of fire, moving at blinding speed—a meteor of flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, on the outpost’s watchtower, the bandits smoked while an ancient music player blared noisy, vulgar heavy metal. One teammate, holding a sniper rifle, played headshot games on the wandering zombies outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A male zombie’s head exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, juicy~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—a female zombie’s chest shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s a big one!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sniper grinned, yellow teeth exposed. He raised his scope toward the road outside—two vehicles that had left for Akse had suddenly stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, he re-focused, zoomed in—and realized the vehicle windows were completely shattered, splattered with blood, motionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sniper’s face turned pale. He shouted:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No good—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could finish, a powerful bullet pierced him and the smoking teammate beside him, their heads exploding into misty blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sudden noise immediately alerted others in the outpost; alarms blared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Intruders!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grab your weapons!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who the hell dares attack the Old Scorpion Gang?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as the guard bandits rushed out with weapons, they suddenly saw a second sun in the sky!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Emperor of Flame!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Accompanied by a ridiculously over-the-top shout, the entire outpost was engulfed in fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several watchtowers, before even firing, were eliminated by Chen Sixuan’s long-range sniping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang Lei and others drove straight through the zombie horde, while Shu Qin and Luo Yang, aided by Kiki, parachuted directly into the outpost, opened the gates, and began clearing the bandits inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This force struck like thunder—leaving the bandits no time to react before being annihilated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The captives locked in the iron cages, witnessing this, screamed in terror as flames raged outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yang and Shu Qin rushed to the bunker’s blast door. Seeing its thickness, they were stunned—it was far heavier and sturdier than it had appeared from afar, surpassing even bank vault doors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s someone inside!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yang sent a drone close-up; the bunker was designed as a former nuclear blast shelter, with a surprisingly large interior capable of holding over a hundred people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beep!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Chen Sixuan’s team finished clearing the outpost’s exterior, a loudspeaker on the bunker suddenly blared sharply, followed by a furious male voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who are you?! Daring to ambush the Old Scorpion Gang? Do you want to die?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man, having seen the entire outpost fall via surveillance, screamed in rage: “You can’t escape—when our boss returns, you’ll all die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who screamed so loudly?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kiki hovered in midair, arms crossed, and at the shout, she clenched one hand in the air—the heavy blast door instantly dented and warped under her psychic force, emitting a metallic wail of tearing metal, while chunks of the surrounding mountain also trembled and collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, dust and smoke rose everywhere. After the thick haze cleared, a short, sleazy man stood stunned, wearing only boxers and a spiked collar around his neck, still clutching a loudspeaker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t expected this multi-ton blast door to just… vanish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment, his earlier anger and arrogance turned instantly ashen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the hell are you—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished speaking, Shu Qin shot him clean off his feet. Then the group entered—and found the interior astonishingly luxurious: the corridor was packed floor to ceiling with food and supplies, and beneath lay a separate arms depot and a massive storage warehouse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The largest room was outright decadent: the floor was covered in Persian rugs embroidered with naked women entwined with scorpions; stepping barefoot on them felt like sinking into warm, soft flesh. Dozens of copper pipes hung from the ceiling, each ending in a homemade condenser that turned the scorching outside air into distilled water. Combined with a recirculating pipe drawn from an underground water pool, the water flowed into a central marble-edged swimming pool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the pool’s edge, over a dozen slender women—naked or clad in plain silk bikinis—cowered in a corner, trembling. Each had a steel chain locked around her neck: they were Lao Xie’s personal harem, normally tasked with serving him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man who had been shouting at the door was actually the No. 2 of the Sand Scorpion Gang, sneaking here to indulge in debauchery while Lao Xie was away…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoa, there’s even a swimming pool?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sha Sha, who had followed the cleanup team, stepped in wide-eyed—immediately Kiki covered her eyes: “Come on, come on, nothing to see.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shu Qin, Kiki.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Chen Sixuan’s voice came through the communicator. Both rushed out to find her standing before a cage holding survivors, with an elderly face slumped against the bars, motionless, face sunburned and peeling, staring at them with wary confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shu Qin’s expression changed instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Mo!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man before them was none other than Mo Chengzhi—Old Mo—from the Tie Li convoy that had charged into the High Corridor alongside the Infinite!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>16:50\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Akesai Station: the Infinite’s 27 carriages were fully connected, and the armored joints between cabins were sealed. The original Sun Train’s carriages had thick homemade armor—decent defense—so Lin Xian prioritized fixing internal gates and seals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also led a team to retrofit the integrated electrical system, onboard water purifiers, and air\u002Fwater circulation systems, integrating all six power carriages under unified control. Beyond that, he spent most of his time arranging the internal layout of functional carriages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He meticulously redesigned the living quarters, storage racks and refrigerators in the supply carriages, and protective display racks in the arms carriage. Lin Xian hated clutter, so he used his manufacturing skills to optimize every carriage—making them easier to live in and more efficient to mobilize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many designs drew from the Queen Mo’s layout, saving him considerable effort. Once Kiki and the others returned, he’d hand off installing the Lei Da and Sentry systems, plus the arc-pulse string resonators, to Kiki and Luo Yang. The rest—building external armor and large defensive weapons on the move—would have to wait until he rested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several other caravans preparing to join the Lianhechedui  into the Wurenqu  were also rushing to prepare. At that moment, the lookout Duiyuan  came over the communicator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Captain Lin, they’re back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many climbed to high ground to watch. Across the vast Gobi, several columns of troops kicked up dust from different directions. Chen Sixuan’s group appeared last, on the distant horizon. Only when the convoy neared Akesai did Lin Xian hear her voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Xian, mission went smoothly. We found two Sand Scorpion Gang outposts. Plenty of supplies—we brought back everything useful.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Casualties?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“None.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good.” Lin Xian exhaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But we brought back a group of Sand Scorpion survivors—Old Mo’s whole family was among them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Mo?” Lin Xian frowned. He recalled the luxurious, fully modified all-terrain armored RV and the suave, cowboy-like old man. Since the High Corridor, he’d heard nothing of them—never expected to find them here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside Akesai Station, crowds surged around the returning mission caravans, cheering. Ningjing and Chen Sixuan led teams rapidly inventorying loot. In the shade of the platform, Lin Xian and Shu Qin checked on Old Mo and the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I never thought it was really you!” Old Mo’s face was weathered, but his dry eyes lit up slightly as he gazed at the massive end-of-days train: “Captain Lin, oh my, thank heaven—never thought I’d run into you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian had food and water brought to them. Old Mo’s family of four—except for his daughter-in-law—were two children: his eldest grandson, Mo Xiaotian, ten; and a six-year-old girl named Xiao Le. All were battered, bruised, clearly having suffered terribly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Captain Lin!” His daughter-in-law, Sun Yuzhen, took the water with tearful gratitude, immediately opened it, and poured some into the mouths of the two children. All were too hungry and thirsty to speak—faces blank, throats parched—and now that water and food arrived, they gulped down mouthfuls greedily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Mo, what happened? Where are the rest of your convoy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After gulping half a bottle of water, Old Mo finally regained some energy. He spoke, furious and regretful: “A few… a few days ago, we took the mountain road from Weihe toward Longjiang, planning to bypass Jinhai and enter Dawn City. But at night, we encountered a Strange Entity. We fled northeast toward Star Abyss #5. We didn’t expect Star Abyss #5 to have expanded hundreds of kilometers overnight. We spent the entire day in darkness before realizing—we’d entered the Polar Night Zone…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Weihe?” Shu Qin frowned. “How did you end up in the Western Desert if you took the eastern route?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly,” Kiki’s eyes darted. “Even if you drove nonstop, it’d take three days to get here. And you were in the Polar Night with no roads.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We don’t know…” Sun Yuzhen, in her thirties, looked exhausted and disheveled, her once-tidy short hair now like dead straw. She hurriedly explained: “We were following Quiet City’s convoy. But we, along with many others, got caught in a fog. Something terrifying appeared inside. Most caravans scattered. When we broke through the fog, we suddenly found ourselves in a desert.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then you ran into sand bandits?” Lin Xian said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing their words, Lin Xian immediately recalled Hu Lushou’s earlier report—his convoy had encountered the same thing. A suspicion stirred in him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Longjiang to Akesai was farther than the entire Wurenqu . Even ignoring the darkness, a nonstop drive would take two or three days. How could they have suddenly appeared from the southern Polar Night Zone of Star Abyss #5 to the northern Western Desert in such a short time?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Mo nodded sadly, full of regret: “It’s my fault—I shouldn’t have followed Quiet City…” He looked at Sun Yuzhen and his two grandchildren, then remembered his missing friends, his voice heavy with remorse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian’s gaze fell on Sun Yuzhen. Her clothes were the most torn: buttons shattered, crotch ripped into strips, no underwear left. Blood stained her inner thighs and groin. Clearly, the sand bandits had abused her. Yet she seemed indifferent—her eyes held only the joy of survival. As she spoke, she opened a pack of biscuits and shoved pieces into her children’s mouths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miao Lu had already brought a garment from the vehicle and draped it over Sun Yuzhen, sparing her the embarrassment of public exposure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you,” Sun Yuzhen accepted it calmly, meeting everyone’s stares without shame: “It doesn’t matter. In this world, surviving is everything. It’s just… the children shouldn’t have to see this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The younger daughter looked timid, fearful of the crowd. She snatched the biscuit and ate quickly. But the older boy stared at them with suspicion, shrinking behind his mother, fists clenched tightly—as if trying to shield her torn clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other Infinite crew members’ glances toward Sun Yuzhen shifted subtly—moved by her resilience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Women were the most vulnerable in the apocalypse. With skills or strength, they could survive. Otherwise, in chaotic flight, their status was lowest. Not every woman could be like Mo Nika—someone who, before or after the end, still controlled her own fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Mo’s family’s escape had been brutal. His son died before Yubei City. The Tie Li convoy had survived only through mutual support among a few old families. From Old Mo’s self-blame, it was clear: the once-proud, dashing old man now looked ten years older.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He blamed himself entirely for failing to protect his family. The sunglasses-wearing cowboy of before now looked like a withered husk, devoid of spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s okay, Xiao Tian. They’re good people. Captain Lin saved us. All the sand bandits are dead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At her words, Mo Xiaotian’s wary eyes turned fiery. He scrambled to his knees before Lin Xian and bowed his head to the ground: “Please! Give me a gun! I can kill sand bandits! I can kill zombies!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone’s faces grew grim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian reached out and stopped his head from hitting the ground. “There will be chances. But right now, bowing isn’t what you need to do.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he turned to Old Mo: “Old Mo, rest on our train for now. I’ll talk to you later about the details.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Mo sighed deeply, looking at Lin Xian: “Ah… I don’t even know how to thank you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Yuzhen’s face lit up with fervent excitement. She pulled her children forward and addressed Lin Xian and everyone: “Thank you! We won’t be a burden! I’m an ability user—even if weak—I can fly, and I know how to use guns. Xiao Tian and Xiao Le help too. They’ll do the dirtiest, hardest jobs. We won’t slow you down.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, Xiao Tian and Xiao Le nodded vigorously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re a flight ability user?” Lin Xian was surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Yuzhen was blunt. Without a word, she unfurled a pair of large white feathered wings behind her. They were battered—deep knife and bullet wounds crisscrossed them, glistening with blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These wounds are severe. Miao Lu, take them for treatment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xian felt a growing unease. He sensed Old Mo’s and Hu Lushou’s accounts of Star Abyss #5 weren’t coincidental. Some unknown danger tied to the Abyss must exist in the Wurenqu .\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he pushed the thought aside—for now, no time to waste. He told Miao Lu to take them aboard. Later, he’d consult Hu Lushou in detail, then discuss this strange phenomenon with the other caravans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",4003,"2026-06-19T18:20:06.633Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","8d44016dc28ae86970efdad1c22841e0b319ade50ef035e1b6e9f6f64d39ddfb","apocalypse-i-built-an-infinite-train-chapter-333","apocalypse-i-built-an-infinite-train-chapter-331",541,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fapocalypse-i-built-an-infinite-train-cover.jpg"]