C142: Burning the Squid Seven’s eyes lifted the moment the roar hit the air. Buzz. It wasn’t sound in the normal sense, more like the sky itself grinding its teeth. The atmosphere above the ruined skyline twisted as a massive translucent shape unfolded between broken high-rises, its edges rippling like living glass. The Sky Jellyfish drifted through the fogged night, and the moment its presence fully formed, every window in sight shattered at once. Crash—KRRRSHH!! Glass rained down like frozen rain. Seven didn’t flinch. His pupils tracked the movement slowly, calculating distance, weight distribution, airflow disruption. The creature wasn’t just large, it was dominant in a way that forced everything beneath it into submission, like gravity had chosen a new owner. “Don’t slow down! Keep formation! Rail towers ahead, don’t break spacing!” someone shouted over the convoy channel. Ratatatatatatatat! Gunfire erupted across multiple vehicles. Mounted weapons spun up with mechanical

C144: Entering the Station Metal wheels screamed against reinforced rails as Seven stood inside the cockpit, eyes half-lowered, watching the horizon ahead slowly widen into something that did not belong to survival anymore, but to organized power, and the first thing he saw was not safety, but scale, massive scale that swallowed distance and made the Infinity feel like a fragment trying to pass through giants. Ahead of them, two Doomsday Trains were already stationed on the airport rail complex, and the moment Seven saw them, his pupils narrowed slightly, not from awe, but from instant calculation, because everything about their structure screamed resources, manpower, and a level of industrial coordination that only formed when entire cities refused to die quietly. The first train stretched across the track like a moving steel continent, built from double-decker cars stacked with brutal efficiency, easily fifty or sixty units long, each one reinforced with welded armor plating that

# Chapter 146: Blueprints of the Iron Hive *Vrummm.* The shuttle engine vibrated through the floorboards, a low-frequency hum that settled deep into Seven’s marrow. Outside, the world was a jagged ruin of twisted metal and freezing fog, punctuated by the rhythmic, strobe-like flashes of gunfire from the perimeter defenses. Seven sat in the cramped cabin, his eyes tracing the structural decay of the airport’s interior. He didn't blink. He didn't flinch. He simply watched the chaos, his mind already dissecting the mechanical failure points like a surgeon eyeing a corpse. Wei Kexue, the lead engineer, was practically vibrating with anxiety, his fingers dancing nervously over a cracked tablet as he shouted over the cacophony of distant explosions. "The system self-check is screaming, Seven! The drive modules in the ascent track are completely compromised. It’s supposed to be routine, just grease and tightening, but these failure points have hit the safety threshold. The entire system tr

## Chapter 148: The Shaking Foundation *Vrummm.* The low-frequency hum of the PX-05 engineering drone vibrated through the cold metal floor of the maintenance bay, a rhythmic buzzing that felt like a dying heartbeat. Seven stood over the mangled frame of the machine, his fingers moving with a cold, mechanical precision that betrayed none of the exhaustion rattling his bones. He wasn’t just fixing a machine; he was scavenging for every scrap of utility he could squeeze out of this rusted, dying world. His eyes, sharp and perpetually scanning for threats even in the relative safety of the workshop, tracked the internal circuitry of the drone. With a final, practiced twist of his multi-tool, the unit flickered to life. *Click.* It stabilized instantly, its sensors cycling with a soft blue luminescence before it banked upward, gliding silently toward the ventilation shaft to begin its assigned maintenance cycle. Seven let out a sharp, ragged breath, the recycled air of the airport hangar

### Chapter 150: The Red Threshold of Hell The Yubei City No. 1 Spaceport was no longer a sanctuary; it was a meat grinder operating at maximum capacity. Beyond the reinforced concrete perimeter and the shimmering energy barriers, the horizon had completely vanished, replaced by a churning, organic tide of nightmare creatures and rotting corpses that clawed at the gates with mindless, ravenous intent. It felt as though every foul, festering horror hidden in the dark corners of Yubei had been vomited out by the city, all of them converging on this singular, desperate point of survival. The air was thick with the copper stench of spilled blood and the ozone tang of flickering electrical defenses, a volatile mix that stung the throat and burned the lungs. *Buzz!* *Boom!* Brilliant, jagged lances of cerulean light tore through the heavy overcast sky, slamming into the atmosphere as the automated anti-air batteries screeched in defiance. High above, the clouds were blotted out by a doze