Chapter 61: Congratulations on Surviving

After all, under low eaves, one has to bow one's head.

Besides, she knew she was somewhat in the wrong, and since the bread and coffee were both her favorites, she had no choice but to swallow her pride and accept the train conductor's reprimand.

Yet, deep down, she still harbored a sliver of hope.

This was the dining car, after all—a public area where anyone could walk in at any moment.

No matter how wicked Su Huan might be, he surely wouldn't force her to eat in a place like this?

……

Everyone has different habits when it comes to eating. Take eating bread, for instance: Su Huan disliked the outer crust, finding its texture poor.

Leaning against the cabinet, Su Huan picked up the loaf and leisurely peeled away the golden-yellow crust, revealing the clean, soft, and glutinous bread core inside.

Watching him waste food so flagrantly, Yu Jing widened her almond-shaped eyes and slightly shrank her shoulders.

The midday sunlight filtered through the grates of the blast-proof screens, casting a blinding, glaring light.

As the train swayed, the red fruit pulp embedded within the bread trembled slightly.

Su Huan narrowed his eyes. "Where did the fruit come from?"

"C-close-to-expiration canned fruit."

"It seems the madam hasn't been stealing little bites in secret."

Su Huan absentmindedly poked at the candied fruit. It was cherry; he didn't care much for this fruit—there was hardly any flesh, and the pits hadn't even been removed, leaving them whole as they were baked and slightly shriveled.

"No... I didn't steal any, I was saving them for dinner."

Unlike Yu Jing, this woman only ever revealed a shy, timid expression when she was being bullied.

Her long eyelashes fluttered, and she grew so anxious at being wrongly accused that her eyes welled up with moisture, her flushed cheeks reddened as she clumsily waved her hands in an attempt to explain.

"Hmph, still trying to quibble. Look at how much rounder you've gotten since boarding the train?"

Su Huan drained the coffee at his elbow in one go and tossed the empty cup aside.

The bread in his hand had also been stripped entirely bare; the soft bread core gave off a milky fragrance. He rolled it into a ball between his fingertips, took a bite, chewed, and asked vaguely,

"How many supplies are left? Are they enough to last?"

To be cross-examined about work by her boss at a time like this made Yu Yue feel like she was going crazy. With a slightly dazed look in her eyes, she blankly stared down the aisle.

"White Snake... following your instructions, we've been eating snake meat lately. What's left is still enough to feed a thousand people for a day, providing about one liter of purified water per person daily."

"There's still plenty of food left, but the purified water is running a bit low."

Yu Yue stuttered at first, but grew increasingly fluent as she continued, her ten fingers instinctively resting on Su Huan's shoulders, though she didn't dare touch his head for fear of angering him.

Her supernatural ability was pushed to its absolute limit, terrified that someone might walk into the carriage at this moment, which would leave her with no face to show anyone.

Only the tingling sensation blooming across her chest became increasingly difficult to endure.

Five minutes later.

"Brother Su... someone's coming."

Hearing the faint sound of footsteps approaching, Yu Yue clenched her toes in panic.

Yet Su Huan remained unhurriedly savoring her bread, and only after he was completely full did he straighten up with a look of utter satiety.

Looking at the woman who was feigning innocence by picking up a cup, he bit the tip of his tongue—a faint milky fragrance still lingered on his lips and teeth—and said calmly, "Come to my room tonight and clean up for me."

Yu Yue lowered her head to tidy up the somewhat cluttered kitchen, her body trembling slightly as she gave a low assent.

Su Huan smiled.

The train conductor held the lives of everyone on board in his hands; carrying too much pressure was bad and prone to causing problems. Now that there was finally some leisure time, it was time to properly relax and unwind.

Yu Jing walked in, her delicate, upturned nose smudged with a trace of dark oil. Her gaze paused for a fraction of a second upon seeing Su Huan—the change was so subtle that if not for the fluctuating energy waves, Su Huan would have found it hard to detect.

"I didn't expect you to come out so soon. I thought you'd be staying in there for a few more days."

Su Huan tilted his head, asking in confusion, "Why do you ask?"

Yu Jing looked him up and down, with an urge to reach out and touch him. "Don't you need to adapt to your own abilities?"

Though the evolutionary path differed from his past life, they both belonged to the energy-provider category; after getting slightly familiar with it, the differences were easily adapted to.

"Are my changes that obvious?"

"You almost look like a different person. Your teeth are whiter and more evenly shaped. You used to have a pimple scar under your lip, but now it's completely vanished. Your skin is delicate, as if you're wearing makeup, and there are many other subtle changes. The most obvious one is your temperament."

As Yu Jing spoke, she drew closer to observe him. With her leaning in so near, Su Huan had to suppress his body's instinctive warning system.

"Temperament?"

Yu Jing furrowed brows that strongly resembled her mother's. "It just feels like you're very dangerous, like approaching a bomb."

Su Huan curled the corner of his mouth. The description was spot-on; energy providers were precisely like that.

Right now, his heart served as his "energy storage core." The泛能 (pan-energy) stored within it could not only drive the entire train at high speeds for up to five hours, but could also blow the train to smithereens.

However, self-detonation was hardly a conventional method. Utilizing "energy shaping" to transform unstable electric currents into controllable entities, much like he had done the other day, was the true combat style of the "energy storage core."

Even so, his methods remained somewhat limited.

The range was short, and the destructive power was confined to the intensity of the energy he released.

Far inferior to the "Electromancer" of his past life.

Still, there was nothing to complain about; the advantages of the "energy storage core" were entirely concentrated on raw energy. The泛能 within his body now was two-thirds greater than in his past life.

Naturally, even the weakest evolvers would experience a massive boost to their physical fitness during evolution.

While incomparable to Defenders, Su Huan's current strength and constitution far surpassed ordinary humans.

The exact figures would require testing, but lacking the conditions at the moment, that could wait.

Yu Jing tried to lean in closer for another look, but her face suddenly tightened as she felt a slight sting, as if she had been lightly shocked by static electricity.

"You'll understand what this is all about once you promote in the future. Stop sniffing around me like a little dog."

Su Huan shot her a disdainful glance.

*Such a petty-minded man.*

Yu Jing expressionlessly complained internally, pulling out a chair to sit down, resting her pretty chin in her hands as she watched Yu Yue bustling about the kitchen.

She felt a slight puzzle: did a single cup really need to be washed for that long?

"Mom, what's for dinner tonight?"

Yu Yue cast a stealthy glance at Su Huan. Clearly, the earlier lesson had left the woman with lingering fear; she twitched the corners of her mouth and hesitated, "Let's... have snake meat again..."

The train slowly ground to a halt, and the passengers habitually gathered toward the dining car.

The first to arrive were naturally Little Eight and Liang Kuan, who took seats on the left side of the table, followed by Wan Xing, who sat down next to Yu Jing.

Third Brother, clutching his Iron Curtain assault rifle, also strode over. After sweeping his gaze across both sides of the long table, he chose to stand aside. Since he didn't sit, Eldest Brother and Second Brother naturally followed suit and stood guard nearby.

Little Eight's wheelchair was rather large, leaving very little space on the left side.

The right side was quite spacious, but Third Brother might occasionally have a screw loose, yet he wasn't completely out of his mind.

Until he figured out the relationship between Su Huan and these women, he wasn't about to crowd near them.

The last to arrive were Huang Hai and the young man, carrying the faint scent of water. Taking in the tense atmosphere, they wisely chose to stand to the side as well.

Knowing that Su Huan was about to speak, Yu Yue poured a glass of ice water and placed it before him, then silently stood behind him in the humble posture of a serving maid.

The hierarchy at the head of the train was distinctly drawn at this moment.

Seeing that everyone was orderly, Su Huan curved the corners of his mouth into a smile that was half-true, half-false. "First of all, congratulations to all of you for surviving."