Armed Train in the Apocalypse-Chapter 377 - 253: Four Great Basic Potions
The Mountain Goat glanced discreetly at the train conductor.
With his legs crossed, he leaned lazily on the worn sofa, his fingers tapping the armrest, his eyes narrowed like two demonic blades.
In the "visual analysis" view, the train conductor no longer glowed.
Once like the sun, now like a faint Milky Way.
Slowly flowing, absorbing the surrounding energy at all times.
Mysterious and dangerous.
You could say he’s strong, but how the hell do you see him as a soldier?
Ah Duo suddenly realized, "No wonder you’re the one prophesied to lead everyone into New Eden; turns out you’re from the military!"
Hearing this, Su Huan stopped his tapping fingers; is that how the prophecy went?
Seems like she changed it a bit.
But it seems like a trivial issue.
Before guiding everyone into New Eden, must he first have everyone build an Eden for him?
Thinking of this, the train conductor couldn’t help but lift the corners of his mouth, his dark eyes shimmering.
This identity...
"So, you found out."
The Second Priest shuddered, surprised that he had actually guessed right.
A group of officers wore strange expressions but wisely kept silent.
The Mongoose, as if discovering a new world, started murmuring to himself.
No wonder the armed train is so powerful, and He Jie is willing to follow the conductor’s orders, being from the military...
The train has been heading north, could it be carrying some mysterious mission?
The apocalypse, natural disasters...
And the prophecy spoken by this horned woman, after traveling through so many places, the Mongoose naturally wouldn’t believe in any New Eden.
But is there really no pure land in this era?
A paradise with order, bearing people’s hopes...
Isn’t that the armed train?!
The Mongoose, as if discovering a blind spot, realized he was participating in the great mission of rebuilding the world, became excited, not even noticing two furry points emerging from his head.
"Where exactly have you been?"
"What is the outside world like now?"
"Is anyone still alive?"
"...Is the Organization still around?"
The Third Priest asked eagerly, especially the last question, his voice trembling uncontrollably.
Su Huan sighed in his heart, ’Good question, too bad I want to know too.’
Seeing Director Xu leading Lao San and others up the mountain, Su Huan smiled and said, "The organization is facing some difficulties now and needs your help."
The Second Priest was taken aback, "Help?"
...
"March 27th, Water Surge"
"Regarding the issue of eliminating internal religious divisions, I have the following insights..."
"First, control the number of religious followers"
"The main problem is unfamiliarity, familiarity will solve it."
"Second, flatten the management structure"
"Hierarchical management widens the internal gap in religion; through my efforts, New Eden has only one class, achieving true equality from the ground up, with no distinction among believers."
...
"March 28th, Water Rush"
"He called me a liar, He Jie has to explain this to him."
"March 29th, Water Surge"
"He changed his tune."
"March 31, Water Surge"
"Choosing between four hundred bullets or four hundred mouths, this is a problem."
...
Five o’clock in the morning.
"This is the armed train’s early broadcast, I am Chief Steward Hu Shuo."
"Under the wise leadership of the train conductor, we have entered April."
"We are expected to stay at Tide Watching Island for eight days."
"Currently, the water depth is thirty-two meters, humidity is 97%, with light rain, work inside and outside the train can proceed normally."
Hu Shuo’s gentle and magnetic voice ended, the broadcast emitted some loose noise, then the train speakers began playing "Alive" at the highest volume.
"Standing on tall buildings every day, looking at the small ants on the ground."
"Their heads are big, their legs are thin..."
"..."
The rhythmic music would wake many people, but not the train conductor.
Su Huan sipped the hand-brewed coffee from his secretary, frowning as he sprinkled more sugar into it, making Shu Wei, who stood by, hesitate to speak.
It wasn’t until he found a taste as sweet as Assam that Su Huan was satisfied, drinking it in one go, humming a tune as he headed out the door.
Originally, he really disliked this song.
Because back then, he was always woken up by it, with two half-meter-high speakers hanging on the dormitory door.
At eight o’clock, they would play "Alive," "My Dream," "Intimately United" in sequence.
The sunlight-filled music shook the entire building but couldn’t illuminate the gloomy corners of his heart.
Countless times he had wanted to smash those two speakers.
But he didn’t dare.
Now, as his status changed, with thousands working for him and creating joy for him, he couldn’t help but feel happy.
Even this damn music started to sound pleasant.
The exhaust fan in the dining car roared, the pot bubbling with white boiled dumplings, the little chef standing by the counter, deftly rolling the filling with chopsticks.
Xiaoba, Lin Xi, He Zhenzhen were helping beside her.
The little boy Xiaoba raised was seriously molding something with a small piece of dough.
The entire compartment was filled with Yu Yue’s gentle and soft voice.
"Start by picking a bit of filling with chopsticks; if it’s inconvenient, use a spoon, start with less, then pull the dumpling skin and stuff in more; finally, press the edges together like this..."
Yu Yue instructed the others, her scallion-white fingers agilely bundling together, spreading open to reveal a plump dumpling.
She dusted it with some flour, placing it on the counter beside her.
A row of dumplings had already been arranged on top.
Even without seeing who made them, Su Huan could tell whose dumpling was whose at a glance.
He Zhenzhen was obviously a bit absent-minded, but she had evidently learned these things, wrapping dumplings both fast and well, with neat folds.
