16: Chapter 16: The Girl Group Train Amazes the Audience

The thick, blood-red mist was violently shoved aside by a burst of ferocious power.

A heavy armored train, as if straight from hell, entered the No. 1 VIP platform of the Black Iron Trading Hub with a heart-palpitating sense of oppression.

The entire place fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone's pupils dilated in an instant.

"Holy crap... what kind of monster is that?"

A Train Master wearing a tattered cotton-padded jacket, thin as a monkey, dropped the half-piece of tree bark he was holding directly onto the ground.

"Is this a train? This is a moving steel fortress, isn't it!"

Beside him, a brawny man with one eye swallowed a mouthful of dry saliva, his remaining eye filled with disbelief.

"Look at that layer of black armor on its body, the streamlined design—it's ridiculously thick!"

"Forget about low-level Ghouls, even if it encounters elite monsters, I bet this train could run them right over!"

"People shouldn't be compared; I'm still using broken wooden boards to block the wind and rain, while they even have explosion-proof shutters on their windows!"

The entire platform instantly erupted; gasps and sharp intakes of breath echoed one after another.

The appearance of train no. 0099 was like a prehistoric beast charging into a flock of sheep, standing out from the crowd to the extreme.

That cold metallic luster and the menacing front of the train mercilessly crushed the nerves of everyone present.

Meanwhile, inside the passenger carriage of the train.

Su Chen stood in the center of the aisle, his gaze like a torch, scanning all the girls in the carriage.

He ignored the shocked gazes outside because he knew very well what he had to do next.

He wanted to exchange for the most resources in the Black Iron Trading Hub with the most domineering attitude.

"Chu Qingxue, Su Xiaoxiao, Zhang Man, Lin Momo."

Su Chen's deep, powerful voice echoed in the carriage, and the four women whose names were called immediately straightened their backs.

"The four of you, come with me to the trading market."

"The rest of you, stay on the train, lock the doors and windows tight. Without my order, no one is allowed to leave the train."

Liu Ruyan, who was in charge of staying behind, bit her red lips slightly, a trace of resentment flashing in her alluring peach-blossom eyes.

She actually really wanted to follow Su Chen down to get some fresh air.

Su Chen saw through the thoughts of this mature counselor, walked up, and reached out a finger to gently lift her rounded chin.

"This train is our foundation; it cannot be left without someone I trust to watch it."

Su Chen looked straight into Liu Ruyan's watery eyes, his tone revealing a mix of dominance and trust.

"Your Life Recovery talent is crucial; stay here and protect the ecological carriage, understand?"

Being affectionately lifted by the chin by Su Chen in front of all the other girls, Liu Ruyan's cheeks instantly turned crimson.

That small trace of resentment vanished instantly, replaced by the sweetness of being entrusted with an important task.

"I understand, Train Master, I will definitely guard our home well."

Liu Ruyan nodded obediently; in that well-behaved appearance, there was no longer any trace of her former university counselor airs.

After pacifying the home front, Su Chen turned to look at the four women who were about to follow him off the train.

Because they had Su Chen's "bathing privilege" and a sufficient supply of fresh vegetables.

These four core members, regarded as "nobles" by all the girls on the train, were currently in such good spirits it was outrageous.

To facilitate movement, they had all changed into brand-new black tight-fitting tactical suits that Su Chen had opened from a silver treasure chest.

This highly elastic, quick-drying fabric clung tightly to their skin without a single wrinkle.

Chu Qingxue's temperament became increasingly cold and aloof; the tight tactical vest outlined her proud breasts, making them look ready to burst out, and a fine steel dagger issued by Su Chen hung at her waist, looking heroic.

As the combat squad leader and front-line tank, Zhang Man rolled the sleeves of her jacket up to her elbows.

Her sturdy forearms and long, straight legs, developed from years of exercise, were full of wild, athletic beauty. She carried a heavy giant fire axe on her back, looking like a female war god.

Lin Momo appeared much more petite and cute; wearing the tactical suit, she pulled off an unexpected contrast of a loli special forces soldier from an anime.

As for Su Xiaoxiao, the class's know-it-all and logistics manager, she pushed up the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose.

She clutched a hardcover notebook tightly—the ledger for recording supplies and calculating prices—and her bright, shrewd eyes flashed with the cunning light of a merchant.

Looking at this exclusive girl group before him, whose appearance, figure, and strength were all top-tier, Su Chen curled his lips in satisfaction.

This was not just his foundation, but also his most magnificent facade in this wasteland world.

"Open the door, let's get off."

Su Chen held the exaggeratedly styled [thunder-fire roarer shotgun] in one hand and pressed the door switch.

"Hiss—"

Accompanied by the sound of air pressure being released, the heavy steel door slowly slid open to both sides.

The alloy step landed steadily on the platform floor.

In an instant, the gazes of hundreds of survivors on the platform, like spotlights, all converged on this door.

Everyone wanted to see exactly what kind of big shot could own such an insane armored train.

Accompanied by steady and powerful footsteps.

A pair of black high-top military combat boots stepped out of the door first.

Su Chen was wearing a well-tailored black casual tactical trench coat, his posture as straight as a pine, his broad shoulders seemingly able to carry the entire mountain range.

On his cold, angular, and devilishly handsome face, there was not the slightest emotional fluctuation.

His deep eyes scanned the platform casually; that domineering aura of someone long accustomed to being in power, with the authority to decide life and death, instantly made the people around him unable to breathe.

Immediately after, four graceful and alluring figures filed out, following closely behind Su Chen.

The moment these four women appeared in broad daylight.

The huge Black Iron Trading Hub platform seemed to have been pressed with a mute button.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Even those desperadoes who were fighting over a mouthful of water stopped their actions, their mouths hanging open in a daze.

In this doomsday where even survival was a luxury, and everyone was rolling in the mud.

All the women present, even those who had luckily survived, were mostly sallow-faced, with greasy, matted hair, and emitting an indescribable sour stench.

But what about these four women before them?

Their skin was fair and translucent, seemingly radiating a lustrous glow under the lights.

That rosy complexion and full lips were all testaments to how well they ate and how soundly they slept in this doomsday.

The most fatal thing was, even from a distance of over ten meters.

A breeze blew by, and the surrounding men did not smell that nauseating sweat odor.

Instead, they smelled an extremely high-class body wash fragrance, mixed with the intoxicating scent unique to young girls, drilling straight into their noses!

"Gulp!"

It was unknown who, on this deathly silent platform, made an incredibly clear sound of swallowing saliva.

This sound was as if it were contagious.

"Gulp! Gulp!"

Countless Adam's apples began to roll up and down frantically.

Those sallow, gaunt men with sunken eye sockets saw their eyes turn red instantly, staring fixedly at the tight tactical suits and long, fair legs of Chu Qingxue and the others.

"Am... am I hallucinating? How could there be fairies here?"

A young man, starved to the bone, rubbed his eyes hard, tears almost falling.

"This figure... this face... and this shampoo scent!"

"My god! The last time I smelled this scent was in a high-class club before the doomsday broke out!"

A burly man with a stubbly face stared fixedly at the amazing waist-to-hip ratio of Zhang Man, accentuated by her tactical belt, his breathing as heavy as an ox pulling a cart.

"Look at the gear they are wearing! Brand new high-end tactical suits!"

"And the gun in that man's hand! There are actually lightning flashes flickering on it!"

Shock, greed, jealousy, and even madness.

Various complex emotions spread across the platform.

A few Train Masters who considered themselves tough guys exchanged glances, relying on the fact that this was an absolute safe zone where violence was prohibited.

They boldly took steps forward, wanting to go up and strike up a conversation, even if it was just to get a close-up smell of the fragrance on these four beauties.

"Brother, which road do you run on?"

A man with a scar on his face revealed a smile he thought was kind and walked towards Su Chen.

His eyes, however, were unscrupulously glancing at Chu Qingxue's full chest.

A trace of intense disgust flashed in Chu Qingxue's cold eyes.

She quietly leaned closer to Su Chen's side, her hand already resting on the dagger at her waist.

Lin Momo was so scared that she hid directly behind Su Chen's broad back, like a frightened little rabbit.

Su Chen stopped, turning his head slightly.

He didn't even look at the scarred man directly.

He just glanced over with those deep, cold eyes.

It was the gaze of looking at a dead person.

Without the slightest human emotion, there was only the terrifying pressure accumulated from endless slaughter and mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"Get lost."

Su Chen's lips parted slightly, spitting out a word that was cold to the extreme.

Just this one word, combined with the terrifying baleful aura honed from his long experience on the battlefield.

The scarred man was instantly struck as if by lightning.

He felt as if he had been targeted by an ancient, primordial beast.

Even knowing that this was a no-violence zone and Su Chen couldn't shoot him, the fear originating from the depths of his soul still made his legs go weak, and he slumped directly onto the ground.

Cold sweat instantly soaked his back, and he scrambled backward, not daring to look at Su Chen again.

The people around who were originally itching to make a move, seeing this scene, were all like being doused with a bucket of ice water, instantly sobering up.

A man who could own such an armored monster and support four top-tier beauties.

Was definitely not someone that bottom-feeding ants like them could provoke.

Even in the safe zone, if they angered such a big shot, as long as they stepped half a step outside the safe zone, they would definitely die without a whole corpse.

"Hmph, a bunch of trash who don't know death from life."

Zhang Man snorted coldly and slammed the fire axe on her back onto the ground with a heavy thud.

With a "bang," sparks flew everywhere, and that violent posture once again shocked the entire crowd.

Su Chen did not bother with these clowns anymore.

He curled his lips into a faint arc and, with his top-tier girl group, strode towards the core market area of the Black Iron Trading Hub under the awe-filled and greedy gazes of hundreds of people.

"Xiaoxiao."

Su Chen whispered as he walked.

"Here!" Su Xiaoxiao immediately hugged the ledger tight and leaned in.

"Take Zhang Man and go explore the bottom of the market for me."

A look of strategic planning flashed in Su Chen's eyes.

"Find out the market exchange rates for basic supplies, advanced blueprints, and special cores here."

"Remember, we have things in our hands that they dream of getting; don't be polite, fleece them hard for me."

"Understood! Leave it to me, Train Master!"

Su Xiaoxiao licked her lips excitedly; her shrewd merchant soul was already burning completely.

Taking a top-tier fighter to stroll through the market—this feeling of using someone else's power to intimidate was simply too satisfying.

Su Xiaoxiao grabbed Zhang Man and immediately dived into the bustling trading crowd.

While Chu Qingxue followed closely within half a step of Su Chen's side, vigilantly watching the surroundings.

"Let's go, Qingxue, Mo Mo."

Su Chen strode forward.

"Let's go see if there are any good goods here worth me making a move for."

...

The core market of the Black Iron Trading Hub was pieced together from several huge, abandoned double-decker carriages.

Inside, it was bustling with noise; the sounds of various street vendors, hawking, and bargaining intertwined, and the air was filled with the smell of cheap, inferior tobacco and the sour stench of people who hadn't bathed for a long time.

"Train Master, the prices here are chaotic; a bottle of contaminated but drinkable water can actually be exchanged for three pieces of moldy black bread."

Su Xiaoxiao led the way, quickly flipping through the small notebook in her hand, reporting to Su Chen the intelligence she had just gathered while dragging Zhang Man around.

"As for those mutant tomatoes in our hands... I guarantee that as long as we take one out, it will definitely make this crowd fight to the death for it."

Excitement flashed in Su Xiaoxiao's shrewd, big eyes.

This wasn't coming to trade; this was practically coming to stock up!

"No rush."

Su Chen said calmly, his steps steady as he wove through the crowd.

"Let's first see what good things they have that might catch my eye."

People around, seeing Su Chen and his group walking over, consciously made way for them.

After all, these four beauties who looked like fairies descending to earth, along with the domineering aura of Su Chen, who possessed the power of life and death, were simply too intimidating.

Not many people dared to go up and court disaster at this time.

However, in this world, there is never a shortage of idiots who are self-righteous and whose brains are controlled by their lower bodies.

Just as Su Chen and the girls walked to the intersection in the center of the market.

"Yo! Look, where did these few canaries come from!"

A loud, frivolous, and lecherous laugh suddenly sounded from ahead.