Train Survival I Can Evolve Everything Chapter 35

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The chat room remained noisy.

Many voices were still begging others to list materials on the trading platform, and even more private messages flooded Ye Qiyan’s inbox.

Ye Qiyan listed another batch, but this time he only earned three Train Coins.

It wasn’t due to market saturation—there were simply very few people who possessed Train Coins.

Treasure chests weren’t easy to find.

Thinking carefully, if not for WALL-E, wouldn’t the only chest Ye Qiyan have found be the one from the Armory at the very beginning?

No treasure chests meant no Train Coins.

No Train Coins meant no resources for upgrades, and when the next night survival arrived, it would be certain death.

But that had nothing to do with Ye Qiyan.

Besides, if someone couldn’t even manage their first upgrade after six stations, they truly didn’t belong in this world.

Scanning the private messages begging for resource trades, he noticed none of them even attempted to prove they were worth helping.

Pang Wenxuan: [“Please! I only have this one Blueprint left. I need 30kg of metal to upgrade my train. Please help me!”]

Among all the messages, only this one caught Ye Qiyan’s attention.

A Blueprint?

Worth a look.

But shouldn’t even the worst Blueprint fetch more resources from others? Strange.

[“What Blueprint?”]

Receiving a response, Pang Wenxuan, who had been trembling in a corner of his train, was overjoyed.

[“This one! Please help me!”]

[Wooden Bow Blueprint] (Level 1)

[Required: 3kg Wood]

“…”

Alright, Ye Qiyan took back his earlier thought.

No wonder he couldn’t sell it—how many modern people knew how to use a bow? Compared to guns and crossbows where you just aim and pull the trigger, bows were far more difficult.

Not to mention, this was just a bow—no arrows included.

Still, it was a Blueprint.

Useless to others, but not necessarily to him.

[“Deal. Let’s trade.”]

The moment Pang Wenxuan saw Ye Qiyan’s agreement, he wept with joy.

He had expected another rejection like everyone else.

[“Thank you! You’re a good person! I’ll repay you someday!”]

A good person? Ye Qiyan scratched his head.

“These days, being called a good person feels like an insult.”

He didn’t dwell on the promise of repayment—this was likely their last interaction anyway.

If someone barely reached Level 2 after six stations, how could they keep up with the escalating difficulty?

Transaction complete.

Then—

“Sublimation.”

This was why Ye Qiyan agreed.

A trash Level 1 Blueprint, after Sublimation, could reach Level 2. Craft it, Sublimate again, and it would jump to Level 3.

He hadn’t considered Sublimating Blueprints before because he worried about material shortages post-upgrade.

This was his first time trying it.

[Spirit: 120 → 115]

[Black Hardwood Bow] (Level 2)

[Required: 10kg Wood, 0.5kg Fiber]

He had the materials—direct crafting.

Then, Sublimate again.

[Spirit: 115 → 105]

[Floral Enchanted Wooden Bow]

[Consumes Spirit to craft Floral Arrows, slightly adjusts hit rate after firing]

Potential exhausted.

A wooden bow adorned with floral patterns now rested in his hand.

Expending a bit of Spirit, he drew the bowstring—a pale pink energy arrow materialized.

Firing into the distance, the arrow pierced through a monster’s body.

Good power—comparable to his Black-gloss Pistol with armor-piercing rounds, plus a minor auto-aim feature.

But Ye Qiyan still preferred guns. That said, this Level 3 bow would fetch a great price.

[Clear All]

All unfamiliar private messages were wiped. Others’ pleas weren’t his concern.

Honestly, pricing 30kg of resources at one Train Coin already proved he wasn’t a good person.

One message remained—a friend’s, untouched by the purge.

Shangguan Yingxue: [“Got any bullets left? I can trade gunpowder.”]

Ah, her. The well-hydrated, pleasant trading partner.

Gunpowder—exactly what he needed. Perfect timing.

Ye Qiyan: [“500g gunpowder for 10 Level 3 bullets. I won’t charge extra for the crafting metal.”]

[“Deal. I’ll take 100.”]

[“?”]

[“Problem?”]

[“No, just surprised you got so much gunpowder.”]

Ye Qiyan couldn’t suppress his grin.

500g gunpowder could make 100 bullets. Selling them to Shangguan Yingxue at ten times the cost?

And this rich lady wanted 100 at once—meaning she’d supply enough gunpowder for a thousand bullets.

“Trading with her is always a delight.”

The deal was swiftly completed.

A hundred bullets exchanged for materials to craft a thousand. Ye Qiyan immediately pulled out the Blueprint and got to work at the Processing Station.

Earlier, he’d worried about bullet supplies for leaving this station. Now? Fully stocked, all fresh rounds loaded into sentry guns—maximum security.

Snake meat sizzled over flames, oil dripping. A sprinkle of salt, then flipped.

Fingers tapped on the holographic screen.

[“By the way, I was unconscious yesterday. What was that tremor you mentioned? Can you tell me?”]

[“Unconscious?”]

Shangguan Yingxue, organizing supplies, paused at the message.

[“Yeah, I got badly hurt at the station. Almost didn’t make it.”]

[“I’m sorry… I thought you were ignoring me. This was supposed to be my last message.”]

[“No need to apologize. So, what was the tremor?”]

He still wanted answers.

[“Not sure. Around 5:50 PM yesterday, a sudden tremor hit. It felt… terrifying, like something was furious.”]

5:50 PM…

Wasn’t that when he left Mystic Bell Town?

[“Thanks for the info. By the way, how was your last station? Get anything good? Show me.”]

After some hesitation, remembering her earlier misunderstanding, Shangguan Yingxue sent a screenshot.

[Froststone] (Level 2)

[Place in a container to lower liquid temperatures to freezing]

[“From a treasure chest. If you want it, 60 bullets or 2 Train Coins.”]