"And also from Donghuang Heavy Industry, sorry for the interruption."

A man and a woman hurried down from the rooftop. Compared to the others, who emanated a strong murderous aura, the woman had a scholarly air, and her equipment resembled that of a researcher. The man behind her was tall and skinny, seemingly no different from the others.

Su Huan didn’t even need to use his abilities; a glance was enough to discern that Gunfire’s three members were Tier Two Evolvers, and among the newcomers, the tall skinny man was also Tier Two.

Only the old woman who had just walked out, Black Kite, remained an enigma to him.

There was hardly any energy fluctuation from her, and she exuded an air of decay as if she were an antique from the last century, her every move at odds with the crowd.

Based on the information provided by Shu Wei before the battle, it seemed she was the number two director of Black Kite.

A mistress who ascended to power, able to overshadow Mr. Shu, there must be a story there.

Unfortunately, the train conductor had no time for stories now.

As for the Golden Kite beside the woman, a Tier Two "Wandering God," he still held his weapon in hand.

"Damn it, those useless fools outside let in these five without making a sound among three hundred plus people!"

Mountain Goat cursed under his breath.

Yu Yue gently shook her head and quietly moved behind Su Huan.

The others also gathered around the train conductor.

"Quite polite."

Su Huan smiled and unclasped the white bracelet on his wrist.

The terrifying aura of the dual Tier Two Evolver spread unleashed throughout the theater.

Thanks to Black Kite’s attention, Su Huan brilliantly ascended during the battle to become a Tier Two "Fighting Expert." Although it sounded mundane and far less imposing than branches like "Martial Fighter," "Death Gladiator," "Iron Fist," "Fist King"... and a dozen other evolutionary paths that sounded formidable.

But the name was secondary; the most crucial part was the compatibility of the awakened abilities with his existing ones.

For instance, the two new skills awakened for the "Fighting Expert."

The first is called "Gas Vortex," as the name suggests, it’s a special combat technique where the "Fighting Expert" incorporates it into regular moves, generating vortices by manipulating the air, supplemented with effects like grasping and deflection.

It can also be used purely as an "enchantment" to increase lethality.

At the "Fighting Master" stage, the main attack method was "striking," whereas at the "Fighting Expert" stage, the main combat method becomes "grappling." Although it’s still barehanded, the difficulty level rises sharply.

Because reality isn’t a game, a "Fighting Expert" might be excellent with bare hands, but no one truly fights barehanded, and they’d train with a handy weapon to some extent.

Like that Golden Kite, raising a long spear and taking you down in one thrust is the mainstream combat style in the wilderness.

The second skill is even more direct, called "Internal Vision."

Before the apocalypse, many "Internal Vision" techniques existed, yet none provided the directness of evolution.

This abstract concept was materialized.

This skill was the core reason Su Huan chose this profession.

In his past life, he heard "Internal Vision" at advanced levels allowed evolvers to inspect hidden injuries and perform minor repairs.

Unfortunately, he never saw a Tier Two "Fighting Expert" in his previous life, and the supposed "advanced" individuals were merely legendary Tier Three powerhouses spoken of by others.

Such legends were aplenty in the wilderness.

The advancement method he possessed was exchanged via Deep Blue Data, which he initially ignored, but once the genetic collapse occurred, this evolutionary path caught his attention.

He gambled on "Internal Vision" addressing physical woes later on.

As Su Huan’s aura fully unfurled,

the formerly relaxed trio of Gunfire immediately became vigilant, activating their abilities to stand guard, projecting an aura externally that each of them resembled a beast emerging from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, standing there with a terrifying sense of menace.

The tall skinny man shielded the woman behind him, looking cautiously at Su Huan.

"Zing!"

As he casually swung the rapier in his hand, it emitted a full-bodied whoosh as it cut through the air.

Su Huan glanced around with disdain, "Now that everyone is here, just come at me all at once."

"Wait a minute!"

The number two director immediately frowned, "Who said we’re here to besiege you?"

Su Huan pointed the tip of his sword at the Four-armed Fierce Ghost, Zhong You, and the butler on the ground, the corners of his mouth slightly lifting, "They too initially claimed to be here to ensure the safety of the negotiations. Hey, you’re not going to say next that you’re here to negotiate too, are you?"

Feeling the irony in the train conductor’s words, the number two director swallowed back the negotiating rhetoric.

But upon reconsideration, any subtlety at this time seemed sharply sarcastic.

’Having lived over a hundred years, it’s the first time encountering such a pesky brat!’

Inwardly infuriated, the number two director stomached his anger, rigidly saying, "Force is the basis of negotiation. I’m not cornering you. This time, Black Kite admits defeat, hoping you’ll propose a reasonable condition."

"Heh heh..."

"Thunder Pool."

Without any warning, lightning dense enough to be nearly glaring white spread from Su Huan’s position, encompassing every corner of the theater in an instant.

Whenever the lightning struck obstacles, it exploded into hundreds of forked bolts, ionizing the air within a range of ten miles into an eye-searing blue-white.

The ground became coated in a water-like layer of electrical liquid, and when someone tried to escape upwards, they suddenly discovered that the sky was already shrouded by a rolling thunder pool.

A barrage of shocked and incredulous eyes turned towards the violent figure in the center.

"Fight if you want to fight, negotiate if you want to negotiate. Who the hell gave you the face?!"

The train conductor’s voice was like ice over a deep lake, cold enough to almost cut.

"Is it really Tier Two energy strength?!"