Apocalypse: I Build A Doomsday Train-Chapter 224 - 218: Foundation Organization (Double Request for Monthly Tickets)

"How about it, Brother Lin? So many guns, let me have the convoy digest them first, then I’ll take goods directly from you, is that okay?"

Lin Xian looked at him meaningfully: "Do you know how much goods I have?"

"Uh..." Hu Lushou’s tone stalled at the words, his gaze slightly changed, and he looked at Lin Xian, saying: "The more, the better, the more, the better. With such a strong convoy, you must be able to get any supplies!"

Lin Xian’s gaze swept over Hu Lushou and the woman behind him, calmly saying: "So where will I find you when I have the goods?"

Hu Lushou’s eyebrows instantly relaxed at this, and he immediately said: "Our camp is at Hengshan Pass Gymnasium. How about coming over for a visit now, let me treat everyone to hotpot?"

"Really?"

Lin Xian smiled and kept looking at Hu Lushou, whose gaze made Hu Lushou a bit uneasy.

"No need, you go ahead." Lin Xian’s expression changed, directly refusing. He could surely tell this guy had a million reasons to sneak off, but he wasn’t here to play the bandit. There’s no need to antagonize such scavenging convoys, who knows when he might need them later.

"Hey, alright! Brother Lin is generous, we... will leave first." Hu Lushou smiled broadly, quickly beckoning to his crew behind him, and they hurriedly got into the car and left in a gray fug.

Buzz~

Watching Hu Lushou’s convoy leave, KIKI came beside Lin Xian: "Let this guy go just like that?"

"What else can you do?" Lin Xian chuckled lightly: "He didn’t forcefully buy or sell, we exchanged a carload of supplies, what more do we want?"

Chen Sixuan looked at him: "Is he really going to cooperate with us?"

Lin Xian snorted: "The so-called agent taking goods means he helps me sell; as for the price, we don’t bother. The real purpose is to prevent us from publicly broadcasting prices, stabilizing this area’s rates, so that he can sell those Starfire 26-type fully automatic tactical rifles at a high price and recoup some costs. But no matter whether we agree or not, his primary goal is still to escape first."

KIKI’s eyebrows arched open at this, and she exclaimed: "This guy is quite shrewd."

Lin Xian took a deep breath: "But he did mention one thing correctly; now the monsters in the night are getting stronger, humans evolve, monsters do too, and maybe even zombies will become more formidable, making ordinary weapons less and less valuable."

Chen Sixuan nodded: "These survivor caravans have seen it, so they all want heavy weapons."

At this time, Lin Xian turned to those survivors still watching: "Do you still want to exchange for guns?"

"Exchange!!"

"Want, want, want."

The change in situation sparked this group of survivors’ spirits. The Infinite Fleet in front of them turned out to be a hidden big shot, with military armament on the vehicle enough to equip a group, making those caravan people gawk. They hurriedly came over to the Infinity side, continuing previous trades.

At this time, the middle-aged man named Liao Ming watched Hu Lushou’s convoy leave and walked over to Lin Xian, saying

"Brother, don’t believe that guy’s lies; he’s quite slick, and his goods weren’t simply resold."

"Oh?" Lin Xian frowned: "What do you mean?"

Liao Ming pointed to the military supplies grain box lifted by his crew behind him: "Such standard supplies, how could it be scavenged from survivors? When we tried to buy from him earlier, his men bragged that their Fu Lu Shou Team cooperated with the official organization, but that’s not true."

As he spoke, his expression changed, genuinely addressing Lin Xian and the others: "You know Qingshui Town, right? It’s next to Shijiu Lake, where there’s an early Federation Government crash-landed 095 Dragon Transport Ship. The rumor goes that the golden toothed boy struck it lucky, scavenging a lot of survival supplies from that transport ship, only then starting to trade and sell everywhere, hiring many people, and instantly expanding their convoy."

"Wow, Dragon Transport Ship, a huge thing over ten thousand tons, such luck he has." KIKI gritted her teeth angrily, exclaiming: "It’s sheer luck."

Lin Xian’s focus was different; he immediately asked Liao Ming: "Is that transport ship still there?"

"Why?" Liao Ming paused, smiled and said: "That thing’s long been emptied by countless people. Now Qingshui Town is full of zombies, thinking of scavenging, are you?"

"Just curious." Lin Xian’s expression seemed half-smiling, already planning in his heart.

What he’s eyeing is indeed the colossal transport ship, such large machinery, even if wrecked, he can scan its systems individually—this, to him, is the most important ’resource’!

Nuclear power turbine processor, Floating power engine, engine group, shipboard radar, shipboard air defense weapons...

Even materials alone, the materials on a flying ship are much better than ordinary train carriages. Previously emerging from the 9th Underground City, if not for the encroaching night, he would have scavenged materials from the crashed Iron Guard Brigade gunboats and fighters on Daluo Mountain, still regretting somewhat.

...

Outside Hengshan Pass Train Station, several high-speed armed vehicles drove recklessly down lush streets, constantly crushing different zombies.

In one vehicle, Hu Lushou sat in the passenger seat, gnashing teeth, driving was his deputy, Sun Chang.

"Darn it, lost big time, lost big time; just as Silver Star and Dragon Mountain One—those large train groups appear, another Infinity pops up. Damn it, these train operators have so much stuff!"

The brawny Sun Chang steered steadily, not turning her head: "Their prices are reasonable, how’s it a loss?"