But Su Huan’s ruthlessness is an extreme disdain for death and pain.

Because of this, he enjoys life and doesn’t fear death, living recklessly like a wild grass.

With formidable strength, unwavering goals, and fierce methods, combined with a nearly perverse will, all extremes converge to create a personality charm in this radical era that drives people mad.

Missing any of these elements, he’d just be an ordinary madman.

...

After leaving He Jie’s room, Su Huan did not leave directly but entered a small compartment at the end of the carriage.

There’s another injured soldier living here.

When Su Huan pushed the door open and entered, Zhang Qiang on the bed excitedly sat up, "Trainmaster!"

Su Huan raised an eyebrow, "I don’t mind you calling me trainmaster outside, but here, what do you call me?"

Zhang Qiang hesitated for a moment, tentatively, "President?"

"That’s right."

Su Huan glanced around; there wasn’t even a snack on the desk, so he poured himself a cup of water and sat beside him.

"Anything happening recently?"

Zhang Qiang thought for a moment, "Not much going on until the last couple of days. Two people secretly contacted me wanting to join the group."

Su Huan raised his head with interest, "Who?"

"They should be from the corps, but I’m injured lately and it’s inconvenient to go out. I’m planning to ask about their identities once I’m out."

"Not officers?"

"No, not even veterans. I know all the veterans; these two look unfamiliar, probably new recruits."

Zhang Qiang said confidently.

"Interesting."

"Just follow protocol to accept them, no need to worry about anything else."

...

A week later.

The endless sandstorm finally calmed down for a day.

The scorching sunlight twisted the air, making Old Jiang feel like he was in a high-temperature zone.

Avoiding the research group members who were disassembling tracks, Old Jiang led four members of the manufacturing team to the routinely opened door of the carriage, jumped lightly, and climbed onto the door two meters off the ground. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Instinctively, he touched the doorframe, which was searing hot, and shook his hand.

"Don’t touch the doorframe; it’s too hot."

The four people behind him chuckled. Two stood below, grabbing the four corners of a large black bag and tossed it up onto the carriage, where it landed heavily on the ironwood floor.

Old Jiang dragged the bag on the ground all the way to carriage 29.

This carriage is for material processing and temporary storage. Carriages 30 and 31 have the same function, a total of three carriages.

The processed materials can be directly moved to the adjacent main and auxiliary 27, 28 carriages for storage.

Upon entering the room, the sound of metal pressing and creaking was audible.

Metal blocks floated mid-air, like strong magnets, pulling up discarded metal pieces and metal-containing household items, extruding metal while other materials dropped to the ground.

Not long after, a half-meter-square metal block was formed.

With a clang, it fell at the edge of the room, where dozens of metal blocks were already piled up in various sizes.

The seams fit perfectly, even more orderly than those processed by compressors.

The boy in a wheelchair turned his head towards them, "Just throw the metal material in the middle, no need to organize."

"Okay, I’ll take these metals away."

Old Jiang dragged the bag over; the bag was torn by sharp objects on the ground, exposing some exoskeleton-like parts.

"Starting to develop new exoskeletons?"

Xiaoba asked curiously.

"Development goes on every day, but progress is slow."

Old Jiang said casually.

When he returned to Yu Jing’s carriage number 9 with the metal blocks, he ran into Nonsense and his group.

Behind Nonsense was a familiar face that surprised him, Tan Yunxi.

The first meeting was in her uncle’s laboratory.

The second meeting was during the recent train meeting.

This is the third time.

"Uncle Jiang, hard work!"

The girl greeted him with a smile.

Old Jiang was not overly enthusiastic, merely nodding calmly.

Heavy footsteps came from upstairs. Looking up, he saw Yu Jing descending, clad in a white-scale tight combat suit, carrying a multi-barrel anti-aircraft machine gun, her eyes raised high like a queen stepping down in radiance.

Old Jiang said in a deep voice, "Twelve metal blocks have been delivered. If there’s nothing else, I’ll head back."

Yu Jing scanned swiftly, confirmed the quantities were correct, and said straightforwardly.

"Go ahead."

After Old Jiang and the manufacturing team left, Yu Jing turned her attention to the additional guests in the laboratory.

"Is there something you need?"

Nonsense chuckled lightly, "Tan Yunxi is temporarily working at the Pan-Energy Weapons Workshop, possibly overlapping with the Mechanical Testing Laboratory’s domain, so I’ve brought her for a tour."

Ever since Yu Jing appeared, Tan Yunxi’s gaze fixated on her.

During the restaurant visit, the view was unclear. Now, from this angle, those slender and well-proportioned legs seemed longer than life itself.

The jealousy made her stomach churn.

But her mouth sweetly exclaimed, "Wow, big sis is so pretty."

Yu Jing didn’t respond to this hollow compliment; men’s praise aimed at bedding her, while Tan Yunxi as a woman obviously wouldn’t aim at bedding her. The sincerity of the compliment was questionable.

She scrutinized her, calmly asking, "Do you understand weapon manufacturing?"

When it came to her specialty, the girl’s confidence returned, and golden flecks danced in her shimmering pupils, "It’s not just understanding; I am well-versed in modern weapon manufacturing industry."

As her words fell, vivid enthusiasm sparked in Yu Jing’s eyes.

"Catch."

She tossed the multi-barrel anti-aircraft machine gun down, then grabbed the railing with one hand, flipping and jumping down.

This maneuver frightened Tan Yunxi; fortunately, Nonsense quickly stepped forward to catch the anti-aircraft machine gun.

"Hmm, why is she still a regular person?"

Yu Jing, finding her footing, frowned.

Nonsense chuckled, "I haven’t had time to mention she hasn’t even used Pan-energy Crystal yet."

"Small issue, wait for me."

Yu Jing buzzed around the lab for a moment, then extracted three ordinary Pan-energy Crystals from exoskeleton parts.

"I haven’t used this level of Pan-energy Crystal in a while; almost couldn’t find them."

She handed them to Tan Yunxi.

The latter received the crystals with lingering fear; at that moment, she almost imagined Yu Jing wanted to kill her.

"You know how to use them, right?"

Yu Jing crossed her arms, standing in front of her.

Tan Yunxi immediately felt belittled, and with a soft hum, she eyed the colorless crystal, using it as her uncle had taught.

’Make sure it succeeds at once; don’t turn into an ugly zombie.’

’And awaken a "Manipulator" to slap her in the face. So what if those legs are long? In two years, mine will be longer!’

"..."

Ten minutes later.

"What a pity, she’s a ’Defender.’ If she were a ’Maker,’ she could have been brought close to me as an assistant."

Yu Jing said, furrowing her brow.

Tan Yunxi touched her furry ears on her head, looking as if the sky had fallen.

Nonsense pinched his chin, somewhat surprised, "Wasn’t it supposed to be a ’Combat Factor’? Did she awaken another skill by chance?"

Yu Jing analyzed, "She indeed has Pan Energy within her but hasn’t guided it to awakening yet; today’s success was a thick accumulation leading to simultaneous awakening of two skills."

Nonsense chuckled, "Even better, the mongoose has company now."

Tan Yunxi’s pupils trembled as she tugged at her ears; tears streamed down as she cried, "Did I... did I turn into a cat?"

"Probably not; cat ears are rounded. Yours are wider, and still gray, looking more like... a wolf?"

Yu Jing grabbed a mirror attached to the wall and held it up to Tan Yunxi.

Tan Yunxi looked at herself in the mirror, as if struck by lightning.

Her once delicate ears had transformed into two gray wind-buffeted ears, positioned slightly higher, standing erect with her agitated emotions, long hair flowing from the sides like horns.

On her fair nape, a thin layer of fur had emerged, covering a small area, blending into her black hair and extending into her collar.

The tear droplets stalled in her eyes couldn’t hold back anymore.

They streamed down.