My Apocalypse Train

Translator: Anubis Translations

After repeating the maneuver several times, Chen Mang's control became increasingly fluid. With several carriages already scrapped, all of the mountain-sized spider's legs had been severed at the base. The entire creature crashed onto the wasteland, completely immobilized and resembling a lamb awaiting slaughter.

"Finally, dinner's ready," Chen Mang sighed with relief inside the train. He reconnected the abandoned carriages to the locomotive and slowly maneuvered the train toward the giant spider.

He circled around to its rear. Spiders sprayed Spider Silk from their abdomens, and the mouth on its head looked quite menacing. Attacking from the rear seemed safest.

But...

His Vehicle Blade was only 70 centimeters wide, while the spider stood over ten meters tall—the height of a ten-story building. Even though it was now immobile and nearly defenseless, killing it would still be a challenge.

Even if he drove the train directly against the spider's rear, the blade would only leave a 70-centimeter-deep wound—completely non-lethal for a creature of that size.

But it didn't matter.

Chen Mang glanced around. He finally understood why the wasteland had been so quiet these past few days. This creature's aura must have scared away all the monsters in the vicinity, leaving him with ample time to hone his skills undisturbed.

Screech!

With a piercing tearing sound, Chen Mang maneuvered the train back and forth across the Spider King's rear. Yet no matter how many times he passed through, he only managed to inflict a 70-centimeter-deep wound in the same spot—completely nonlethal.

Half an hour later.

Chen Mang emerged from the locomotive cabin, his expression impassive. Standing on the wasteland, he gazed at the mountain-sized Spider King. The creature's mobility was completely gone, and it had virtually no offensive capabilities left.

But...

Even with this helpless, fleshy Boss lying before him, Chen Mang couldn't finish it off. He couldn't kill it. The creature's powerful, agonized roars indicated it still had a long way to go before expiring.

Yes, that was right.

The Tier 5 Vehicle Blade could break through defenses due to its Tier advantage. However, being only a White Grade train component, its power was limited. The blade was only 70 centimeters wide. Even if it were upgraded several Tiers, reaching a meter in width wouldn't make a difference.

They still couldn't kill the spider.

"What do we do now?"

Old Pig, standing nearby, watched the scene unfold, equally stumped. This was completely beyond his comprehension. According to his understanding, a Tier 2 train facing a Tier 3 Boss like the man-eating spider should have fled long ago. The fact that they'd achieved this much was already remarkable.

Yet now, a clear opportunity to kill the Boss presented itself. This Boss was bound to drop valuable loot. But even with the Boss no longer resisting, they were utterly incapable of killing it.

"Sigh."

Chen Mang sighed softly, rubbing his temples in thought without speaking. If only he had a Tier 5 cannon right now. A ten-minute barrage would surely finish off the spider.

Leaving now would be a bitter pill to swallow.

"Lord Mang!"

At that moment, Biaozi hesitantly offered an idea. "Could we detach the Vehicle Blade? It would be much easier to use that way."

"No," Chen Mang shook his head, rejecting the suggestion. The Vehicle Blade's high-speed rotation was powered by the energy stone in the locomotive. Disconnecting it would cut off its energy supply, causing it to stop spinning quickly.

Moreover, while the main body of the Vehicle Blade was in the locomotive, and each carriage was built with its own Vehicle Blade, they couldn't be removed. Forcibly detaching one would shatter it into countless fragments, rendering it useless.

Wait...

Suddenly, an idea struck him. His furrowed brow immediately relaxed as he strode back to the locomotive cabin and created another carriage. After disconnecting this carriage, he beckoned for all the slaves to come down.

With nearly a hundred people working together, they quickly forced the Vehicle Blades off both sides of the carriage.

The moment the blades were removed, they shattered into countless shards of steel, glinting with a cold light.

And with that!

For just 100 Units of Iron Ore, he had obtained nearly a hundred steel fragments capable of piercing the defenses of a Tier 3 Boss man-eating spider. Though small and somewhat insignificant against the ten-story-tall spider, they were still effective.

But there were just too many of them.

Old Pig and Biaozi instantly understood Chen Mang's meaning. After distributing a steel fragment to each slave, they followed Chen Mang's command and charged toward the man-eating spider's rear, relentlessly hammering away with their fragments.

Yes, hammering.

The scene resembled a mining operation, with nearly a hundred slaves appearing minuscule before the ten-story-tall spider. The thugs didn't stand idle either, including Old Pig and Biaozi, who rolled up their sleeves and joined the fray.

An hour later, Chen Mang, seated atop the train, gazed at the sprawling scene before him and sighed with a hint of helplessness. "This Boss is a real pain in the ass to kill."

They had been hammering for an hour, and the results were promising. A large gap had been carved into the man-eating spider's rear.

The ground was slick with thick blood and shredded flesh, staining everyone's clothes crimson. A stench of decay hung heavy in the air, blanketing the wasteland.

Who knew how long it had been.

Dawn had broken. Chen Mang, perched atop the train, his eyelids twitching with exhaustion, finally snapped fully awake as the incessant roar in his ears gradually faded away. The man-eating spider, its body hollowed out by more than half, finally collapsed with a thunderous crash onto the wasteland.

The instant it fell, several points of light shot out from its back, landing on the clean wasteland floor nearby.

"That was tough!"

Chen Mang jumped down from the train roof, but instead of immediately heading toward the fallen items, he turned to Old Pig, Biaozi, and the others. "Go find some people to collect the blood in buckets. Pour it into the Pure Water Filter and get some clean water for everyone to wash up."

"Thank you, Lord Mang!"

Biaozi's voice trembled slightly. He straightened his aching back, finally managing to move his neck. "Damn, that was exhausting. But at least it turned out well. Of course, the slaves had it the worst."

They had spent the day mining and then swung their weapons all night. After the announcement, many slaves collapsed where they stood, too exhausted to even climb back into the carriages.

Though the process had been arduous, the outcome was favorable. Most importantly, they hadn't been disturbed all night, or they would have had to abandon their hard-earned prize and flee.

"Dinner's ready! Dinner's ready!"

Excitement flashed in Chen Mang's eyes as he strode toward the points of light scattered across the wasteland. These were likely the Boss's drops, and he hoped they would recoup his resource investment. He had already scrapped six carriages, consuming a full 600 units of iron ore in the process.

(End of the Chapter)

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