Two days later, northwest of Yijin.
An armored train was parked ahead, its steel plating rusted with corrosion, and the explosion-proof netting and car body had dark red dried meat stuck on them. The twin anti-aircraft machine guns on the roof turned, making it look like a terrifying train from a ghost story.
Yet, seeing this train, Lu Xiao felt like he was home, and his constantly tense nerves finally relaxed.
"Back pretty quick today."
A cheerful voice came from ahead.
Lu Xiao looked up.
A man with a cigarette in his mouth stood beside the train, wearing a bulletproof vest and holding an assault rifle in his arms. His exposed forearms were strong and sturdy, and a few faded ordinary zombies lay under his feet.
The fellow had arrived around the same time as him, but was already in the front carriage.
He had quickly become an Evolver.
What luck.
