Armed Train in the Apocalypse-Chapter 260 - 198: Too Few Moles When You Need Them

"I suspect it is related to vitality."

Yu Jing's eyes flickered, "Director Xu means evolution consumes vitality?"

"Quite the opposite, evolution and improving basic attributes can significantly enhance vitality, but I suspect the enhancement of vitality is not instantaneous, just like a thin person gaining weight; it takes time for them to digest food and grow flesh. Simplicity lies in the truth, and the enhancement of vitality should follow a similar pattern."

Upon hearing this, the crowd's doubts were essentially dispelled.

For those who use Pan-energy Crystal to quickly improve, their vitality has not yet reached its peak in the current state, and recklessly rushing to the next level would directly "overstuff" themselves to death.

Especially Tong Zizhan and another person, whose eyes were already glowing with excitement.

If the company could obtain this kind of pear tree that replenishes vitality, wouldn't it be possible to mass-produce high-level Evolvers?

Not to mention whether this pear tree exists, just based on the news and the pears on the mountain that can replenish slight vitality, it could let the two of them get promoted five levels!

No, top-level!

This news, once reported, would directly make them top-level!

As long as Deep Blue Data exists for a day, they would have to provide for the two of them!

After so many days undercover, they finally obtained valuable intelligence. Thinking of this, Tong Zizhan felt excited enough to shout out loud.

Su Huan listened to Director Xu and the others' analysis while glancing at Tong Zizhan and the other person with the corner of his eye.

This entire effort was just for this bit of vinegar.

Since his five hundred people couldn't find this Crown Pear Tree.

What about adding people from Deep Blue Data?

If only there weren't too few insiders on the train, he would have liked to bring in every force, including the Black Kite, the Mechanical God Cult, and even more.

He didn't believe he couldn't uncover a pear tree.

But for now... he could only rely on these two people.

Hoping they were eloquent enough to draw anticipation, urging Deep Blue Data to send more people.

"Let's rest for a while today, and continue searching the mountain at night."

Su Huan saw the discussion was about finished and gave a signal for dismissal.

Although the crowd had some doubts, they were all in management, each busy with their duties—researching for researchers, managing troops for those in command, and conveying news for messengers.

No one noticed the deep expectations in the train captain's eyes for Tong Zizhan and his companion.

...

Acid Rain Zone Logistics Center.

The same office, the same posture.

Haywood nodded and bowed to the other side of the communication device, saying, "That's roughly the situation."

The other side was silent for a moment before a doubtful voice came through.

"That armed train again?"

"Yes, should we take action?"

"... We've already given the two Genetic Primordials to the Black Kite, but we can't let the vitality-enhancing mutant plants go. You personally lead the team there, whether or not that Crown Pear Tree exists, first sample some ordinary mutant pear trees and bring them back!"

"What if we find that Crown Pear Tree?"

Haywood asked tentatively.

A dry laugh came from the other side.

"If you can find that Crown Pear Tree, my current position is yours."

Hearing this, Haywood's pupils slightly dilated, and he even held his breath.

"As for the Black Kite and armed train matters, don't get involved. Our principle is not to interfere in conflicts between other forces."

Haywood's blue eyes flickered slightly.

The last time they talked, it wasn't said like this.

It seems to have caught the company's upper-level attention.

An armed train...

It's truly a dark horse of the era.

Just don't know how far this train, rising in troubled times, can go.

"Understood, I'll set off immediately!"

Several drones roared into the sky, flying in the direction of Wangjiang Peak in Guangren City.

...

Time arrived two days later.

He Jie, leading the Armed Corps, had almost killed off all the mutant beasts on Wangjiang Peak, still unable to find any trace of the Crown Pear Tree.

Moreover, the rain that started three days ago had become increasingly heavy, even heavier than the storm the train encountered upon entering the Acid Rain Zone.

The vehicles of the crews sent out to collect materials even got trapped in the water two times.

More than twenty figures in black raincoats waded through the mountain mud, deep and shallow, arriving under a lush-crowned tree. The leading figure stood still while those behind quickly assumed a vigilant stance, then a few followed the leading figure to approach the tree trunk.

The tree crown gently swayed, as if by the usual swaying under the rain's impact.

An emerald vertical slit pupil reflected the face under the foremost raincoat, with narrow, long eyes, one black and one red, exuding a chilling coldness.

A kindred spirit?

The snake's eyes, the size of a coin, blinked.

In the next instant, a jagged lightning bolt struck head-on.

The rain borrowed the speed of thunder, the thunder borrowed the momentum of rain.

In an instant, thunder rolled within the tree crown.

Subtle snake hisses were completely drowned out.

After a full three breaths, the thunder ceased, and the sound of rain hitting leaves continued. A charred python fell from the tree.

Several researchers glanced at the tall figure at the center, "Train Captain?"

Su Huan looked up at the tree crown overhead and said indifferently, "Completely dead."

Two were sent to collect mutated snake meat, while the rest moved forward to examine the giant tree.

Moments later, the researchers returned with disappointing news Su Huan had heard countless times.

"Not this one."

Su Huan flicked rainwater from his eyes, his mind puzzled.

They had checked every tall tree on the mountain, yet still none.

Where on earth did that Crown Pear Tree go?

Could it be it suddenly grew up three to four years after the apocalypse?

In that case, doesn't that mean...

Su Huan raked his fingers through his scalp as he combed down.

Suddenly, he remembered he still had subordinates nearby. Upon raising his head, he saw over twenty people standing quietly in ankle-deep rainwater, each seemingly sensing his irritation, their faces taut with tension.