Chapter 28: Chapter 27: The New Evolver A convoy formed by students and teachers from several universities gathered a large number of high-quality talents.
Of course, they should be huddled in the campus now, only starting to flee when they find the temperature is multiplying.
If we could consume these people in advance, many technical problems could be solved.
If you ask what is the most precious thing in the apocalypse, some might think it’s food, some might think it’s industrial products, but in fact, it’s the talents under the education system before the apocalypse.
This is truly irreplaceable, lose one, and there’s one less.
In the past life, these top scientific talents were all occupied by major forces, rarely released.
Su Huan wants the armed train to become independent, so it must have its own reserve of scientific talents.
Otherwise, when the initial conditions run out, it’ll gradually be left behind.
...
The atmosphere inside Carriage No. 2 was rather oppressive, set against a backdrop of various tools.
Juan finally picked two loyal cronies with intact limbs from a group of cripples, then looked at Su Huan.
"These two."
Su Huan nodded, looked at Yu Yue and the others, and said, "Yu Jing, go get the little thing on the table in my room, and the rest of you go back."
Guessing that Su Huan might be up to something unkind, Wan Xing quickly pushed Qi Xiaobai back to the room.
Yu Yue naturally went to prepare breakfast, leaving only Liang Kuan behind.
Su Huan looked at the two lucky ones who had been chosen, both tall and strong, about his height, and scrutinized them with satisfaction, probing them with his fingers.
It felt like a butcher assessing pigs on the chopping block, pondering where to cut.
The two men were horrified by his poking.
Su Huan thought for a moment and instructed, "Liang Kuan, take off their pants."
At these words, every living creature in the compartment couldn’t help but clamp their legs together, even Juan’s eyes showed genuine fear as he looked at Su Huan.
Liang Kuan paused for a moment, then stepped forward and yanked off the men’s pants.
Their underwear was pulled down to their ankles too.
The two men’s hands were tied, mouths stuffed with rags, faces flushed and frustrated; they huddled themselves as much as possible, making muffled cries, looking at Su Huan with eyes full of pleading and fear.
Su Huan stroked his chin and gave Liang Kuan a look, "Bend them over."
This time, even Liang Kuan’s gaze toward Su Huan became a bit complicated, but he still turned the two men around, pressing them facedown onto the table.
In Liang Kuan’s hands, they had no room to struggle, like little chicks.
Juan silently turned his head away, not looking at the pleading eyes of his cronies.
Yu Jing just arrived to see this eye-burning scene, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, sweeping over Su Huan and the others, showing a look of comprehension.
She raised a cylindrical object in her hand and asked, "Is this it?"
"Yes, that’s it." Su Huan’s eyes lit up slightly.
Everyone watched as he adjusted a device resembling a remote control, then moved to the window, opened it, and knocked a few times.
A chorus of zombie howls erupted.
’Is he going to feed us to the zombies?’
The people on the ground shivered with fear.
Facing the table, bare-bottomed, the two men were even less certain, one even breaking into loud sobs.
Seeing the zombies outside the train approaching, Su Huan threw the cylinder out and pressed a button on the remote.
The cylinder arced beautifully and landed right inside the pocket on a zombie’s chest.
"Bang—Pop!"
The zombie’s upper body was blasted to shreds by a mini explosion, with pieces smacking against the train’s armor.
Su Huan nodded in satisfaction, skills not deteriorating, as he tossed the remaining two cylinders to Liang Kuan, "Alright, stuff these up their asses."
The people lying on the ground instantly clenched, even feeling fortunate for not being chosen due to their amputations.
If this thing exploded inside them, would they not die instantaneously from delight?!
Ignoring the ghostly wailing sounds over there.
Yu Jing looked at Su Huan with doubt, "You can make bombs?"
"A small skill, nothing more."
Looking at the two strong men with their buttocks clenched and faces full of grievance, Su Huan proudly raised his chin slightly.
...
The water vapor, steaming up from the high temperature, entwines around the tracks like sticky gray-white cotton.
The lever of the unmanned switch in front suddenly gets flipped to the right by an inexplicable force with a creak.
The armored train rumbles over the tracks wet with dew, with decaying corpses strewn across the marsh on either side, red tendrils emerging from their chests like spider webs.