Chapter 8 - Chapter 8 - Welcome to the Apocalypse

"Yes, it's a dog-eat-dog situation; both sides will suffer!"

Someone nearby muttered curses under their breath.

Behind the group, an old man intently watched the situation outside and whispered to the person next to him, "What do you think?"

Gideon frowned. "Those mutated dogs are very strong. They can easily kill ordinary zombies and have a keen sense of smell. Last time when I was looking for supplies, I was almost spotted by one. I had to run three kilometers to shake it off. But Silas's ability is very strange, so I'm not sure."

The old man's expression turned serious. "You can't even beat that mutated dog?"

Gideon narrowed his eyes. "It depends on the environment and the timing, but I'm only 30% confident in facing him in this confined space."

"A 30% chance of taking them down is quite a lot."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to himself.

Gideon coughed lightly, "There's a 30% chance I'll survive."

"..."

Seeing that it couldn't break the car window anytime soon, the spurred its paw and suddenly lunged towards the car door.

With a mouthful of fangs, its ferocious appearance was fully revealed!

But it was met with Silas's cold eyes and raised index finger.

"Boom!"

The was sent flying backwards.

After a moment, the shook its head, staggered to its feet, its entire jaw smashed to pieces, but it looked even more ferocious and terrifying.

"Hehe... Roar!"

The pain extinguished even its last remaining animal instincts, and its hysterical howls were chilling.

It rushed madly onto the train.

"Boom!"

Silas's lips twitched as he looked at the dent on the outer wall of the carriage.

That's a 3mm thick steel plate!

The sound attracted Jade and her mother, who were in the carriage in front.

Leon was about to step forward with his axe in hand when Silas called out to him from behind.

"Don't go over there, step back!"

Silas said calmly.

"Bang bang—smack."

The carriage shook violently.

Watching the squeeze onto the bus, Silas's lips curled up. Underneath the bus, he really couldn't do anything about these things; they were incredibly resilient and had ferocious attacks.

But on the train, this was his home turf.

...

"Boom--"

The 's massive body flew backward and crashed into the door. Instantly, the glass shattered, the car door twisted, and blood mixed with glass shards splattered backward.

"Crash."

The sound paused for a moment, then the 's painful howl rang out.

These are extremely resilient; even if they suffer a fatal injury, they can struggle for a while.

The boy in the wheelchair stared at Silas, who was standing alone in the corridor facing the , a strange light flashing in his eyes.

Because of his disability, he had seen many wicked people, but none compared to the days that followed the apocalypse.

Fear, greed, desire, rage...

However, he saw something different in Silas.

Octavius raised one hand.

The metal door frames, twisted and grotesque from the ramming of the , came to life like pythons, creaking and groaning as they coiled around the dying .

"I can't hold on for much longer, you…" Octavius said.

Silas looked at the familiar metal vines, a smirk playing on his lips. A cold blue arc of electricity extended from the steel plate on the sole of his shoe, tracing the metal vines and striking the struggling directly.

While it was still stiff, he lifted his finger.

"Boom!"

The tilted its head back.

It was badly damaged.

Octavius stood there, stunned. For some reason, he had a strange feeling that the two of them had worked together many times before; they didn't even need to say a word, their understanding was perfect. "Hoo..."

Silas breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had only been busy for a short while, his clothes were already soaked with sweat.

Turning around, he cast an admiring glance at Octavius, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and said, "Silas."

Octavius paused for a moment, then said shyly, "Octavius."

Silas flashed an exaggerated smile. "Welcome to the apocalypse, Octavius."

...

The passenger, whose face was splashed with dog blood, stared wide-eyed.

Unexpectedly, Silas dealt with that ferocious so easily.

Seeing the deformed bridge door that had been smashed by the , the restless thoughts of the crowd instantly subsided.

What the hell are you doing? Just go work for the train conductor.

Gideon and the old man also remained silent.

"What type of is he exactly?"

A hint of resentment flashed in Gideon's eyes.

He had previously thought that by becoming an , he could easily destroy Silas's rule, but today he suddenly realized that there was such a huge gap between him and the other party!

It was like comparing heaven and earth!

That was far superior to him in both strength and speed.

But they had no ability to retaliate against Silas's bizarre methods.

They were both who had awakened superpowers, so why was there such a big difference between them?

The old man next to him sighed and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be impulsive. Wait a little longer, figure out Silas's abilities, and don't alert him."

Gideon gritted his teeth and pulled off his hoodie. "I know."

...

Leon walked over from behind, a hint of lingering fear on his face. "What was that thing? It was even fiercer than a bear."

", something evolved from an ordinary wild dog, is much stronger than a bear. Even after I hit it with all my might, it can still struggle for so long."

Silas narrowed his eyes and said, his smile fading.

This little incident served as a reminder to him that, with his current strength, it would be quite difficult to be invincible in the early stages of the apocalypse.

If you don't want to suffer a setback, you have to rely on the advantages of being reborn to accumulate strength.

In the early stages, are still too powerless against .

The Armed Train Project needed to be accelerated, and the matter of personal evolution should also be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

Composing himself, Silas stood up and said, "Check yourself for any wounds. The chance of mutation is much lower at this stage, but the incubation period is also longer."

"Of course, except for ``."

Silas spoke his last words while staring at Octavius.

Octavius's eyes suddenly lit up, "Why?"

"Because have essentially succeeded in evolving and have already passed through that mutation stage."

Jade, standing to the side, seemed lost in thought.

"Is there any way to become an ?" Octavius asked immediately afterward.

Silas glanced at him suspiciously, then looked at the tense-looking woman behind him and narrowed his eyes, "How long have you been infected?"

The woman opened her mouth, then hesitated.

Octavius quickly replied, "About an hour."

"Fortunately, there's still a chance. You all go to the dining car and wait. Octavius, you go and fix the hole in car number 6 first."

Silas said.

Octavius turned around and comforted her, "Sister Celine, you go ahead first."

After the others left, the light of hope in Octavius's eyes subsided, and he said earnestly, "If Sister Celine can survive, I'll consider it as me owing you a life."

'As expected of Octavius, so generous!'

Silas's lips curled into a smile.

He said calmly, "I didn't say 100%, it's just a chance."

(End of this chapter)

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Author - 莽签

Translator and Editor - Husband

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