Apocalypse: I Build A Doomsday Train Chapter 1210 - 467: A Tranquil Night (Part 3)

"Direction, Sister Kiki, this is the blueprint Brother Lin gave!"

On the other side of the cabin, before a completely equipped tool station, Sha Sha was frowning and deeply focused on adjusting several electric knife core components that were floating in front of her. Her nimble fingers deftly held a miniature tool, carefully calibrating the crystal pattern alignment of the energy conduits. Beneath the gentle illumination, the metallic parts gleamed with a cool luster.

Within his private quarters, though compact, it was well-appointed, and Da Lou nodded with evident satisfaction as he meticulously placed each of his portable mechanical tools onto custom magnetic racks affixed to the wall. In one corner of the cabin, his set of Black Dragon Battle Armor was already positioned. Having his own room now meant he no longer had to share cramped space with Brother Huo.

At the far end of the corridor, Lu Xingchen’s door remained shut. Inside, Brother Huo, donned in a dust mask, was meticulously arranging the space. The tea maker he had brought from the Infinity emitted a soft hum. He situated a small, root-carved tea table in a nook by the porthole, accompanied by a worn, polished cotton cushion. Only after thoroughly cleaning this brand-new room twice did he settle down cross-legged, testing the spot. Gazing out at the vast, unending starry expanse visible through the window, he released a long sigh, as if this small sanctuary could shield him from the cacophony of the entire apocalypse.

"Miao Zhi, Miao Zhi~"

Meanwhile, Shu Qin, Xiao Yuan, Miao Lu, and Sun Yuzhen were sharing accommodations, looking out for one another. Shu Qin, alongside Xiao Yuan, Miao Lu, and the drowsy Mo Xiaotian resting on Sun Yuzhen’s back, were conversing as they tidied their living space.

In the plush circular sofa within the communal lounge area, Qian Deli, his signature floral shirt unbuttoned, excitedly placed a few electronic cards on the table: "A pair of Aces! Beat that! Haha, Lv Chang, what cards are you concealing? Luo Yang, stop playing coy and hurry up and play your hand!" Lv Chang’s brow furrowed as he examined the few scattered cards in his hand, while Luo Yang adjusted his tactical glasses, a tense expression on his face. His fingers traced the virtual card table, seemingly strategizing his next move.

Across the way, Shi Zhi and Xiao Qing were temporarily sharing a room. Xiao Qing, possessing minimal living requirements, promptly headed to the exclusive gymnasium aboard the Sky Dome Train after confirming its location. Shi Zhi, however, patiently organized their living space, kneeling on the plush starship carpet and carefully arranging each folded garment into the smart wardrobe.

Within the state-of-the-art shipboard gymnasium, the equipment radiated a cool, metallic gleam. Xiao Qing and Ning Jing were engaged in their workouts. Ning Jing lay prone on a wide composite bench press, her hands firmly grasping an alloy barbell that dwarfed her arms in thickness, its ends loaded with substantial composite weights. She inhaled deeply, tensed her core, and her shoulder and back muscles instantly swelled with graceful definition. Her arms, both steady and powerful, lifted the 500-kilogram barbell off the rack through a sequence of controlled and explosive movements, repeating this remarkable feat of strength training.

Thud. At this precise moment, Ning Jing set the weights down and addressed Xiao Qing, who was on the treadmill nearby, saying,

"Physical conditioning is immensely beneficial for enhancing Superpower-attributed limbs. The Phoenix Society has already confirmed this; proactive training actively guides Genetic Evolution in this specific direction."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Qing’s brow furrowed slightly as she adjusted the treadmill’s speed to its maximum setting.

Beneath the main command bridge, Monica occupied a private and expansive chamber offering a panoramic vista. Beyond the porthole lay a swirling, majestic galaxy. She stood unadorned, barefoot on the luxurious carpet, basking in an unparalleled sense of liberation and tranquility. In one hand, she held a glass filled with a deep crimson wine, akin to blood. With her other hand, her fingertips elegantly traced pathways through the air. Under her silent command, a small area before her began to warp unnaturally, as high-frequency vibrations caused the air molecules to collide, generating a subtle hum perceptible only upon close proximity.

The ruby liquid within the wine glass shimmered gently, catching the starlight from beyond the porthole and reflecting the intense, captivated glow in her eyes.

"If the world hadn't ended, this might have been a rather pleasant place to rest."