Apocalypse: I Build A Doomsday Train Chapter 1197 - 462: Sky Dome Train Mobilized!

"Flying?"

Sha Sha’s face lit up with pure joy upon hearing this proposal, and she leaped up, exclaiming, "Really? Are we going to utilize the Sky Dome Train?"

In that precise moment, every eye shifted towards Lin Xian, while Ryan and his associates from the Hawk Sea Group displayed a different kind of curiosity in their gazes.

How is it that you possess a train?

"This endeavor might entail a considerable amount of risk," Lin Xian candidly articulated his concerns. "The Star Orbital itself is in a state of fracture, and to compound matters, we find ourselves under the scrutiny of the Descent Faction. Locating a viable orbital route to traverse the Pacific Ocean is by no means a simple undertaking."

At this juncture, Qian Deli, who had been comfortably seated on the sofa, casually interjected, "Embarking on a direct flight over the Pacific presents a truly excellent notion; remaining at sea is far too oppressive, a stark contrast to the beaches, the waves, and the picturesque sunsets that I had envisioned."

"So, you genuinely intend to employ the train to navigate across the Pacific?"

From the Hawk Sea Group’s vantage point, Vanessa’s expression was one of sheer surprise, remarking, "That would indeed be incredibly thrilling."

Erica rose to her feet and announced, "A mere few months prior, a substantial portion of the Federation’s maritime provisions were being transported along this very route; even though a crisis loomed at the time, the Federation and the interstellar army had managed to maintain this route on a temporary basis."

"Precisely," Ryan concurred with a nod, then turned his attention to Lin Xian, stating, "We rallied with the slogan of fleeing eastward; back then, quite a few trains made their way across the oceanic routes, but that situation was short-lived."

"Was it due to the Giant Ocean God?" Chen Sixuan inquired.

"Not entirely," Ryan replied with a shrug. "After all, it is merely a track route. On land, even if a city succumbs to destruction, alternative routes remain accessible; however, that is not the case here. As more individuals attempted to escape, the frequency of attacks and the extent of damage to the bases and tracks escalated. For the Federation, the financial burden of maintaining this route became astronomical, and the loss of personnel was not insignificant either. The peril at sea proved too great, thus the eventual demise of the oceanic track was unavoidable. Even if you persist in your search, you are likely to uncover only fragmented remnants of former maritime industrial relics. A smooth passage is highly improbable."

"I share that sentiment," Lin Xian affirmed with a nod. Merely upon reaching Sea Rock Island, they had been confronted with a collapse that stretched for a hundred miles. Even if they were fortunate enough to escape Sea Rock Island, he harbored no confidence in the tracks that lay ahead.

"However, you made mention of flying?" Vanessa inquired, her gaze sweeping across the train compartment, "This train?"

"No, a different mode of transport," Lin Xian responded with unwavering calmness. "I still possess a starship."

"What!" Gedi's astonishment was palpable, and in that instant, several key members of the Hawk Sea Group's eyes widened in disbelief. Ryan, lowering his sunglasses, fixed his gaze upon Lin Xian, then shifted it to his hand, recalling the time Lin Xian had summoned the colossal arm of a mecha, and understanding dawned upon him instantly.

"Lin, in addition to the starship, do you perhaps command a mecha army?" Ryan posed the question with evident curiosity.

"No, I do not," Lin Xian replied with a gentle smile.

"However, I must caution you, embarking on a flight over the Pacific is not an advisable course of action either," Ryan advised, his eyes fixed on Lin Xian. "Based on the information I have gleaned from the Foundation, those ominous storm clouds, accompanied by the presence of Ghost Manta clouds, are merely the superficial evidence of a greater threat."

Lin Xian nodded in acknowledgment. "I am aware of this, which is precisely why we shall embrace the risk and opt for a low-altitude, high-speed transit across the sea."

"In which direction?"

"Viola," Lin Xian stated directly, his gaze meeting Viola's.

Viola stood with her hands clasped behind her back, positioned before the holographic star map, her mechanical voice calmly resonating:

[I have meticulously calibrated our current oceanic coordinates using Hai Wen and the Electric Compass, situating us at 18°14′ south latitude and 177°25′ east longitude. Furthermore, I have formulated three distinct inter-oceanic flight plans.]

[Among these options, the route to Auckland via the Kermadec Trench originating from North America, and the route to Santa Cruz via the Magellan Strait commencing from South America, both necessitate flight durations exceeding 40 hours. With subsonic flight, an estimated 31 hours and 15 minutes is projected. However, the final route, which proceeds directly across the ultra-strong westerly belt towards the Polar northern ice field, offers the most expeditious polar landing in approximately 22 hours. Nevertheless, the inherent risk factor associated with this particular route is considerably elevated, encompassing stretches across the formidable westerly belt, the perilous 8th Star Abyss, as well as thousands of kilometers of desolate ice fields situated between the northern ice field and Polar Kunlun City.]

"Proceeding directly towards the Polar region is an unviable option," Ryan commented. "Even the Foundation would hesitate to undertake such a journey. While the Polar region experiences perpetual daylight, the westerly belt falls within the Extreme Night circle. Unless you harbor a desire for a swift demise, it would be prudent to disregard this route entirely, even if you are equipped with a starship."

"I shall not be so imprudent, and furthermore, my convoy is still in the process of entering North America, thus we shall adhere to the more secure land-based route. I have been informed that the Storm Strait has transformed into an Asura Zone; any individual desiring passage to the Polar region must traverse this maritime area, and we shall be no exception."

"Therefore, when do you intend to commence your departure?" Ryan inquired.

Lin Xian cast a glance in his direction and replied, "Without delay."

"Will you continue to sail the seas?" KIKI's voice resonated.

Ryan's eyes scanned his teammates before calmly replying, "Calling it 'sailing' is too mild; our objective is to traverse the Storm Strait."

He turned his attention to Lin Xian, his expression resolute. "Lin, I am deeply thankful for your leadership. On behalf of the 532 survivors of the Hawk Sea Group, I extend our sincerest gratitude. These are the treasures I gathered with the copper ball, and as I promised, they are all yours."

Following his declaration, Erica brought forth two considerable ammunition crates. As their lids were lifted, a potent dark energy surge ascended, capturing everyone's collective gaze. Within the crates lay rows upon rows of dark red Blood Essence, each perfectly spherical. Astonishingly, these Blood Essence possessed no scent and were remarkably pure, appearing as though they had been naturally formed without any artificial purification.

"Whoa, that's a lot!" Lv Chang gasped in amazement.

"It's as if we've taken down hundreds of Special Level or S-Class beasts," Monica commented, crossing her arms. Her gaze moved from the Blood Essence within the crates to Lin Xian, adding, "With this, our concerns about resources, firearms, and weaponry are completely alleviated."