Chu Fan's eyes focused on the blond man who looked like a partridge not far away. He stretched out a hand and gently pressed it on the car seat. His tone instantly turned cold: "If you don't want to die, get out of here!"
When the blond white man heard this, an angry look appeared on his face.
Anger helped him temporarily overcome the inexplicable fear, but...
There was a harsh sound of metal twisting, and the car seat, which was glowing with silver-white metal, was dented by Chu Fan lightly pressing it to the ground with one hand.
The blond and white man had a look of horror on his face, and he rolled and crawled to the ground and took three to five steps back.
After he got up again, he still seemed a little unbelievable.
If Chu Fan was a strong man with a height of two meters and a weight of nearly 400 kilograms, and he could gather enough strength to punch the seat and dent it, he would still be able to accept it.
But the problem was that Chu Fan didn't make any movement to accumulate force at all. He just slowly exerted force and pressed the seat bit by bit until it was disabled.
Such visual impact brought huge psychological pressure to the passengers present.
Can human flesh and blood really do this?
The blond and white man had some doubts about the quality of the saddle, and his body started to move even before his mind turned a few times.
Everyone clearly saw that he reached out his hand and pressed twice on the seat next to him.
However……
The saddle didn't move at all and didn't hold back like its "predecessors".
The atmosphere in the carriage was quite awkward.
Zhang Guangmu couldn't help laughing.
Obviously, there is no problem with the quality of the seats in this car.
The person in question is Chu Fan.
"alright!"
Chu Fan took a deep breath and said loudly: "Now, please stay quiet and listen to me!"
Although there are many subconscious actors who are complained by novices as "cerebral palsy", there are really no idiots in this carriage who are ignorant of current affairs.
The passengers who had been paying attention to the conflict all the way fell silent and stopped speaking.
No one thinks that their body is more durable than steel.
Everyone was using their bare hands, and there were no firearms or controlled knives around. Under such circumstances, several passengers who were still a little unconvinced and suspected of being manic behaved quite "civilized", as well-behaved and sensible as if they were in a kindergarten class.
The same as the children.
"Very good! We are pressed for time, so I will keep the story short here."
Chu Fan reached out his hand and pointed at the electronic screen above the carriage: "Did you see it? We are staying in carriage No. 1 now."
"The time next to it is not a clock, but a countdown!"
"After the time is cleared, the carriage we are in will become [Car No. 1] again."
"Based on my experience..."
"The characteristic of [Car No. 1] is that it can only exist for thirty minutes. After thirty minutes, it will be automatically destroyed."
"To put it simply, this is a train that never stops. What we have to do is to travel through different carriages, collect survival supplies, and survive!"
A woman in OL uniform raised her hand and asked: "How can I leave this place?"
Chu Fan rolled his eyes: "If I knew the answer, would I still be able to meet you here?"
"As far as I know, no passengers can leave this hellish place alive!"
As he spoke, he punched twice at the dark car window next to him with almost zero light transmittance: "These glasses are bulletproof."
"No! To be precise, it's several levels higher than 'bulletproof glass'."
"Whether it's a fire or a grenade blast, no matter what method you use, you can't leave any traces on it."
Zhang Guangmu, who had been silent next to him, suddenly said: "Has anyone tried hydrofluoric acid before?"
"I remember that hydrofluoric acid can dissolve many glass products that other acids cannot."
This is common sense accumulated naturally from reading many miscellaneous books.
After [Imperial Forging Technique 19], Zhang Guangmu's memory became much stronger, and in most cases, he could quickly retrieve the required knowledge from the depths of his mind.
Chu Fan was startled, as if he had gotten to know Zhang Guangmu again: "It seems that in addition to being braver than ordinary people, you also have some expertise in chemistry?"
"I haven't tried hydrofluoric acid or anything like that...but I heard from previous passengers that even aqua regia can't corrode even a small dent in these glass windows."
In the closed carriage, among the passengers, the expressions of several people quickly turned gloomy.
Chu Fan said before that he didn't see anyone leaving alive, but now Chu Fan was the only one left.
Where did those "missing passengers" go?
"There are a lot of smart people this time..."
Chu Fan raised his eyebrows: "If you can continue to live, you may all become as strong as me."
"In other carriages, there are not only various daily supplies such as water and food, but also black technology props that can turn you into [Superman] instantly."
"Those props can not only help us survive, but also give us speed and strength beyond human limits."
"Even mastering the power of flames and thunder and lightning is not a fantasy."
"only……"
"Don't think life is simple."
"In addition to every carriage, there may be things lurking that can bring us the terror of death."
After finishing speaking, Chu Fan gave everyone some time to digest, and then said quietly: "If you want to survive, you have to unite and make the most of everyone's strengths and advantages."
"But first, let's make it clear!"
"As an [old man], I am not the kind-hearted protagonist in the movie who wants to save everyone."
"I will only help those passengers whom I acknowledge."
Speaking of this, Chu Fan pointed at Zhang Guangmu: "Like him."
"Although he is young, he has a calm personality and knows some chemistry knowledge. He is a talented person."
"As for you..."
Chu Fan frowned, glanced at everyone, and said: "There are still ten minutes left before the No. 1 carriage is destroyed."
"You introduce yourselves first, and I will decide how much support I will give you based on your profession and expertise."
Among the crowd, a thin and handsome young man in a white coat raised his hand first, with a shy smile on his face: "My name is Ma Yihai, chief physician of the emergency department, doctor of both Chinese and Western medicine, I am quite confident in my medical skills.
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Chu Fan nodded: "The quality of this batch of newcomers is indeed very good! Whatever is missing, we will get it. If there is a doctor, the survival rate should increase a lot."
Then, a blond white young man and a slovenly-looking middle-aged man grabbed the opportunity to speak.
"Emory Fillmore, a special police officer, participated in thirty-six emergency operations and personally captured twenty-three drug dealers and gangsters. He is good at shooting."
"Tomie Ito, hacker...I...my abilities seem to be of no use here...but, I will dedicate my loyalty and swear to serve you to the death!"
As soon as the three of them finished introducing themselves, the heavy door between Car No. 1 and Car No. 2, which had been kept closed, slowly rose.
(I was struggling with the last few paragraphs, deleting them, changing them, and deleting them, so I’m more than ten minutes late ())
