2026-04-03 12:44:59Chapter 55: Mutual Aid Bonfire
The world outside the armored glass was pure, swallowing black. Seven’s knuckles were white where they gripped the edge of the control console. The only light came from the instrument panels, painting his face in harsh greens and reds. He’d been running for weeks. Running east. Running from the things that ate cities and swallowed signals whole. His new heart—this Mechanical Heart thrumming in his chest—was a power so
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C68: Clean Cut Carnage
C68: Clean Cut CarnageThe wind on the train roof howled like it was trying to rip the world apart.Seven’s boots scraped against the metal plating as he slid to a stop, one hand gripping the rail, the other hand already swinging a massive blade forward.“Use this,” he snapped, voice cold and flat. “Chop.”The sword landed in Tang Hai’s hands with a heavy metallic thud.It was not fancy.No gears, no electric wiring, no weird rotating teeth like the GK03 electric knife KIKI had given Seven earlier. No gimmicks. No flashy mechanics. Just raw steel, sharpened to a brutal edge.But the material was the real monster.Tungsten titanium alloy.Dense. Heavy. Built to bite through metal like it was wet wood.Seven had made it during the scraps of downtime they barely got, the kind of crafting done with one eye open and a finger on the trigger of paranoia. His Mechanical Manufacturing was not suite
C67: Steel and Blood, One Breath Apart
C67: Steel and Blood, One Breath ApartThe roof of the Infinity Train screamed under impact.BOOM!Metal plates bent upward like paper.A white giant monster was tearing through the fifth carriage like it owned the apocalypse, its massive arms smashing down, its claws digging into steel, ripping it apart with a disgusting crunch that made Seven’s teeth itch.Seven stood on the roof with the wind tearing at his coat, his electric knife humming in his hand, his eyes narrowed into a cold slit.This was not a fight.This was a disaster wearing flesh.The monster slammed again, and the entire carriage shuddered, sparks bursting from the seams like the train was bleeding electricity.Seven’s jaw tightened.Too strong. Too heavy. Too angry.And behind all of that?The corpse tide.A black ocean of bodies rolling across the ruined land, endless, hungry, loud even from this di
C66: Rooftop Blood Hunt
C66: Rooftop Blood HuntThe wind on the train roof didn’t just howl.It screamed like it wanted to peel Seven’s skin off and scatter it across the dead city.Thump. Thump. Thump.His boots slammed against the steel roof as the Infinity ripped through the night, the Huanxing 7F locomotive dragging the entire beast forward like a metal god refusing to slow down for anyone, not even for death.Seven’s coat snapped violently behind him. Cold air stabbed into his lungs.But he didn’t stop.He didn’t even hesitate.Because somewhere ahead, crawling in the dark between the carriages like a cockroach that refused to die, was Tang Hai.Station master.Railway expert.And now, apparently, a fucking monster.Seven’s eyes narrowed as he sprinted toward the front cars, his mind already building the entire picture with ruthless clarity.North Bay Station had been Tang Hai’s territory. That bastard knew every bolt, every coupling, every weakness in the track system. If anyone could sabotage the rail
C65: The Great Enemy
C65: The Great Enemy Bzzzt… Seven’s vision snapped sideways. For half a second, the world tilted like someone had grabbed the entire train and shook it. His stomach lurched. His ears rang. Then… Clang. Clang. Metal screamed. The train was still moving, still roaring forward like a beast that refused to die, but Seven’s body had already hit the floor. A voice slammed into his skull. “Lin Xian! Lin Xian!” No. Not Lin Xian. That name felt like an old coat someone had forced onto him. It still fit, but it stank of someone else’s life. Seven blinked hard, forcing the dizziness down. His pupils adjusted. The ceiling lights flickered above him, shaking from the vibration of the tracks. The entire carriage trembled as if the rails were barely holding together. Teacher Chen’s face leaned into his view, pale and tight with panic. “What happened to you?!” Chen Sixuan shouted, voice cracking like he was afraid Seven would stop breathing again. Seven pushed himself up on one knee
C64: Gap in the Dark
C64: Gap in the Dark BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! The train tore through the night like a steel animal that had finally decided it was done playing nice. The carriages shuddered violently, their iron wheels grinding against the rails as if the track itself was trying to shake them off. Every time the zombie tide slammed into the front, the entire frame tilted slightly, then crashed back down with a brutal metallic THUNK, spraying sparks into the darkness like fireworks made of hatred. This was not a vehicle anymore. This was a moving execution machine. And it was harvesting bodies. At exactly 6 a.m., the world outside was still pitch-black, and there were at least ten more hours before daylight crawled back to save anyone. Inside the cab, nobody was breathing normally. Everyone’s eyes were locked forward, watching the endless flood of undead surge like an ocean that had learned how to scream. Zombies didn’t just run. They swarmed. They poured out of the darkness, stumbling ove
C63: Midnight Pressure
C63: Midnight Pressure The carriage smelled like oil, cold metal, and stress. Seven leaned over the workbench, fingers stained with grease, eyes locked on the messy blueprint KIKI had thrown together. It was crude. Fast. Ugly. But it worked. A water oxygen recycling system. Barebones, but functional. Pipes, valves, filters, and a circulation layout that looked like it was drawn during a panic attack. Seven tapped the paper once. This is the difference between dying slowly and surviving. KIKI’s design followed his earlier instructions: clear out carriage three, link it to the locomotive’s water tank, install a purification unit, and build sealed planting cabinets that could act as both food source and oxygen generator. Clean water. Clean air. Vegetables. Simple things that mattered more than guns. Seven had already planned for this, but after Xu Jin mentioned the rainwater changing at night, the urgency had doubled. He could feel the city shifting, like the world itself was
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