Whose undercover operation ends up at the top of the ranking?!

This is just looking for death.

The two of them were like elementary school students, quickly exchanging notes on paper with a pen.

Gao Yuan: "What should we do? Should we just run away?"

Tong Zizhan: "Have you lost your mind? The points you earn now belong to the armored train. With Li Tao dead, we have no achievements as far as the company is concerned, at most just some hard work. Can you retire peacefully if you run back?"

Gao Yuan: "Then what do you suggest? We can't possibly spend all these points, the resources we can use each day are limited."

Tong Zizhan: "I already have a solution in mind. Recruit team members."

Gao Yuan: "Wouldn't that increase the risk of exposure?"

Tong Zizhan: "A bunch of ordinary passengers who have just evolved, what could they possibly discover? Plus, with them around, we actually look more loyal, don't we?"

Gao Yuan: "Makes sense. Do you have anyone in mind?"

Tong Zizhan showed a pleased expression, "I picked a few who seemed reliable and capable, and then a couple of cannon fodder. Some focus on working earnestly, while others loaf around and cut corners. This way, we can spend points and keep our team from standing out too much."

Gao Yuan gave a thumbs up, quietly praising, "Brother Zhan, you think everything through!"

...

At the station, Zhang Qiang poured a bucket of mixed cement into a metal frame and wiped his face.

Because of accepting a covert mission, his status in the Tongzhou Association rose quickly.

After a few gatherings, he leaped to become a core member.

Not only did he get extra food and water each day, but even his work was completed by other Tongzhou Association members.

But what puzzled him was that Captain Tong of the 19th carriage recruited him, hoping he would join his small team, offering him a treatment he'd never dared to imagine.

He couldn't understand why the other party would take notice of someone as unremarkable as himself.

Unable to figure it out, Zhang Qiang looked at Old Ma beside him and softly said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

The latter understood tacitly, "Come back soon."

Zhang Qiang looked around for a moment as if stretching leisurely.

The armed train recently changed its policy of sending passengers out en masse to search for resources. Now, tickets have been replaced by jobs; as long as the daily tasks led by the crew are completed, meals are provided.

The meals were generally meat porridge or meat noodles, accompanied by a large cup of water, about four hundred milliliters, roughly a bottle of mineral water.

Two meals a day.

The treatment was already quite good; many passengers were getting so comfortable that they were forgetting their worries, even members of the Tongzhou Association were somewhat swayed.

However, it hadn't been long, and everyone was still observing.

But one good thing was that while working, there was no one specifically watching them. Even if they slacked off, the soldiers patrolling the steel frames turned a blind eye.

They only dealt with sudden dangers.

Like the Tier One Jumper that suddenly leapt to the rooftop last night.

With more than a dozen assault rifles, plus four light and heavy machine guns forming crossfire, the Jumper's fragile body was torn into pieces instantly, leaving a great impression on the workers and passengers.

Avoiding the workers building the steel framework, Zhang Qiang headed to West Seventh District.

As the station's layout was like a grid, for convenience, it was divided into four major districts of east, south, west, and north, named clockwise as eight districts.

The numbers alone could distinguish the districts, but everyone was used to adding a direction.

At this moment, the leader of the Tongzhou Association, Liu Ming, was building a bunk bed here.

"Looks like the armored train plans to use this station as a long-term base."

Zhang Qiang thought to himself as he quietly walked towards Liu Ming.

Liu Ming looked a little surprised to see him but said nothing, giving a signal to a few Tongzhou Association brothers nearby, and they immediately gathered around, enclosing the corner where he was working, blocking others' view.

Zhang Qiang entered the middle of the circle and handed over a note, "Do we keep waiting? Someone's already approached me..."

Liu Ming felt a jolt in his heart. After reading the note, his eyes flickered as he said softly, "Recently, a captain from a front carriage also contacted me, hoping I'd join their team."

Zhang Qiang was taken aback, "Could it also be..."

Liu Ming nodded.

"Could they be——"

Liu Ming patted him on the shoulder and said firmly, "This is an opportunity the train is giving us. No matter what, you must always trust the train."

Zhang Qiang felt like he was taking on a sacred mission.

The long years of drifting as a deadbeat ignited his passion.

He nodded heavily, "I will definitely pass the test!"

Liu Ming chuckled, "Good brother! See you in the squad!"

Just as the two were getting fired up, a steady announcer's voice suddenly came from the broadcast speaker, enunciating clearly for everyone to pause their work and rest for a while.

Confused, everyone gathered in the middle to sit down.

Soon, they saw Hu Shuo, the chief of the logistics crew, standing in the middle of District Eight, holding a loudspeaker to explain something called the points system.

The originally dazed crowd's eyes lit up instantly.

The long-rumored cancellation of the ticket system still existed.

It had just changed to points redemption.

Moreover, the train offered many ways to earn points: work, exploration, searching, tasks, combat...

Everyone could earn points according to their abilities and strengths, no longer having to contribute a certain amount of resources indiscriminately, regardless of age or gender.

Though some people had no special skills and were scratching their heads over the few points from their tickets,

most people saw hope for survival.

After all, not everyone excels at searching for resources in high-risk environments.

Every disembarkment was a gamble with fate.

For the train, most passengers survived, but for the individuals searching for resources, the chances of returning alive were slim.

Now, with the points system, many with some level of skill, though ordinary, had an opportunity.

Finally, Hu Shuo highlighted a few key projects.

"Points can be exchanged for resources, and you can become an Evolver. If you have enough points, you can even have the train conductor personally guide your career advancement!"

"You can exchange points for captain qualifications, crew qualifications, and even stationmaster qualifications if you have enough points. That means the train will fund the establishment of a base station where you'll be the leader!"

All the survivors were ecstatic, with clothes and hats flying into the sky.

Some fool even threw their wrench up.

Luckily, Xiaoba, hiding in the corner, sensed something was wrong and filtered out those hefty objects.

"The train!"

"Long live the points system!"

"Ahhhhh——"

Even if they spend a lifetime, they wouldn't accumulate enough points to exchange for stationmaster qualification, but it didn't stop them from enthusiastically howling.

Some didn't even know why they were cheering, simply using the moment to release their long-suppressed emotions.

Hu Shuo waved the points redemption manual in hand, feeling as if he was floating in mid-air as he watched the clothes rising in front of him.

'The taste of establishing order seems more delightful than mere authority.'

He felt like he had discovered an incredible secret, eagerly wanting to return and record it.

Su Huan observed the scene through several drones hovering mid-air.

While Hu Shuo's explanations were not entirely accurate,

you had to admit, he was proficient at stirring emotions.

He even pondered whether to personally announce the news, but regrettably, the train conductor had no interest in such matters.

Compared to this trivial joy, he preferred to observe the purest changes in expressions caused by a person's emotions being repeatedly twisted.

"Judging by the time, that bastard He Jie should be back by now..."

Su Huan adjusted the screen, looking at the farthest drone.

Professor Ma and Xiaozhao had redesigned the fiber optics for the drones. Not only could they fly further, reaching an astonishing three kilometers, but they also added an electric current output on this basis.

As long as the fibers remained unbroken, the drones could hover in the air for extended periods.

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