By 3 AM, Zhao Kuo had collected 1 intermediate treasure chest and 2 beginner treasure chests.
The frequency of treasure chest appearances had noticeably decreased, indicating that resources would become scarcer and the journey more challenging in the future.
Zhao Kuo woke Tang Yingying, who was deep in sleep. Rubbing her drowsy eyes, she said, "I remember there's a super-precious item called **[Treasure Chest Auto-Detection and Retrieval Device]. It would be great if we had that."
A treasure chest auto-detection and retrieval device? The subway world was indeed rich in items. If they had something like that, Zhao Kuo and Tang Yingying wouldn't need to take shifts, and both could sleep soundly at night.
However, Zhao Kuo currently only had two super-precious items. Even advanced treasure chests could, at most, yield precious-tier items.
After the series of events, Zhao Kuo's mental state wasn't great. He lay down and fell asleep in an instant.
Seeing this, Nash, attached to Zhao Kuo's hair, floated up and stood guard nearby.
Little White sensed something, poked its head out to take a look, then nodded in approval of the newcomer's protective behavior.
In the first car, Tang Yingying took a sip of purified water, forcing herself to stay alert and watch the sides of the tracks ahead.
The subway's speed wasn't slow—85 kilometers per hour. If she didn't stay focused, she might miss treasure chests placed near the tracks.
Fortunately, Zhao Kuo's headlights were bright enough to illuminate the tunnel ahead.
But just as Tang Yingying was concentrating on spotting treasure chests, she noticed a figure standing motionless on the tracks not far ahead, as if frozen in place.
Was it a ghost? Tang Yingying immediately became alert.
The subway was moving fast, and in just a few seconds, it reached the figure. Under the light, Tang Yingying saw a rotting corpse.
It looked like… a zombie from Resident Evil?
The zombie-like figure was instantly hit by the speeding train, thrown onto the tracks ahead, and mercilessly crushed.
Could it really be a zombie? Tang Yingying peered through the window into the darkness behind.
When she turned back, she saw more rotting figures emerging in the tunnel ahead. The collision had clearly attracted their attention, and with roars, countless zombies began charging toward the subway.
The continuous crashing sounds woke Zhao Kuo from his deep sleep. He sat up abruptly, grabbing the Evil's Revolver** he kept by his side.
What was that noise? Hearing the roars echoing around the subway, Zhao Kuo became alert.
Looking down through the upper window, he saw a dense horde of zombies surrounding the subway—in front, on the sides, and behind. The zombies were swarming from all directions.
Fortunately, the internal combustion engine was fast and powerful, crushing the zombies blocking the way and maintaining a speed of 60 kilometers per hour. This prevented the frenzied zombies from boarding the cars.
Zhao Kuo hurried downstairs and asked, "What's going on?"
Tang Yingying was sitting at the control panel, steering the subway. "You're awake. The subway's auto-pilot system somehow stopped working. Probably another trick from the subway world. Luckily, these zombies are much weaker than the ones in Resident Evil, so there's no real danger. I didn't wake you."
Every player's subway had an auto-pilot system, which was why players didn't need to manually control it after upgrading to a steam engine.
But the moment the zombie horde appeared, the auto-pilot system mysteriously failed, forcing Tang Yingying to take over.
Fortunately, controlling the subway was relatively simple and not too difficult for players.
Zhao Kuo looked at the dense horde of zombies outside the car, their rotting, terrifying faces flickering in and out of the light.
The world chat was filled with despair.
"Damn, there are so many zombies! Can't kill them all, just can't!"
"I'm done for. The wheels are completely jammed with zombie limbs. They're almost on board. I'm finished."
"Rest in peace. I'm almost there too. My subway's only going 10 kilometers per hour now. They're running faster than my train!"
"Use fire, guys! Burn them with wooden planks. Just be careful not to set your own car on fire."
"You should've said that earlier! It's already on fire!"
"..."
The zombies outside didn't look particularly scary, probably only slightly stronger than the ones in Resident Evil and weaker than those in Train to Busan.
But their sheer numbers were overwhelming. If not for the subway's speed, the multiple cars would have caused some serious trouble.
"I'll go to the second floor to check the situation ahead," Zhao Kuo said seriously.
He climbed to the second floor and, using the headlights, saw that the horde of zombies ahead was much smaller compared to the ones chasing behind.
After a moment of thought, Zhao Kuo quickly said, "Little White, clear out the zombies ahead. Be careful."
With that, Little White shot out of the car from his wrist, instantly growing in size and landing in the zombie horde ahead.
As a third-tier mutated beast, Little White had scales as hard as steel. The zombies' attacks couldn't penetrate its defense.
In no time, zombies were sent flying by Little White, and the subway's speed increased significantly.
Just then, the green light attached to Zhao Kuo's hair floated out and landed in the zombie horde.
"Nash?" Zhao Kuo was surprised.
The green light expanded, enveloping several zombies. Almost instantly, it corroded the decaying creatures into bones.
Nash was absorbing the zombies' genes! Zhao Kuo realized, watching Nash in a state of delight.
Although these zombies were decaying creatures, their bodies contained completely different viral sequences. Nash was likely absorbing these viral genes to strengthen itself.
With Little White and Nash clearing the way, the number of zombies blocking the train rapidly decreased.
Tang Yingying wasn't idle either. She gave Little Croc a unit of oil, allowing it to stick its mouth out of the car.
Orange flames lit up the entire tunnel, continuously burning the frenzied zombies beside the train.
The extreme cold between Lushan Station and Eternal Station, and now the zombie horde—the subway world really knew how to stir things up.
The extreme cold could be endured with sufficient fire sources and warm clothing, but the zombie horde was even more ferocious. Within minutes, many players had zombies boarding their trains, tearing them apart.
Meanwhile, Gu Shan frowned, steering the subway with one hand while holding an AK in the other, its stock tucked under his arm. He kept shooting at the zombies trying to board the car.
Fortunately, he had enough bullets, or the next few hours would have been unbearable.
Just then, a heavy thud sounded on the roof of Gu Shan's car, as if something had landed on it.
Gu Shan frowned and aimed the AK at the ceiling.