"In stable environments, people spontaneously form new groups, itâs quite normal."
"And we still donât care?"
"No time, letâs suppress them first, deal with current matters before discussing."
"Why are we bothering the Steel Council?"
Su Huan placed her hands on Yu Jingâs shoulders, feigning surprise, "Itâs obviously them bothering us."
Even with Su Huanâs hand slipping beneath her collar, Yu Jing maintained a calm expression, making Su Huan lose interest, "Itâs just certain targets happened to clash."
Yu Jing had more youthful elasticity and vitality, unlike her mother, who possessed mature feminine softness, soft everywhere.
No matter how many times she was pressed down, she stubbornly lifted her head.
But Su Huan just liked to go against him.
Engaged in conflict, never tired of it.
Seeing him getting more intense, Yu Jing pointed at the screen, saying, "If you donât go over, theyâll come looking for you."
Su Huan glanced at it, it was the cockpit.
Liang Kuan, He Jie, and the recently captured Mountain Goat were all there.
Flicking the softness between his fingers, Su Huan withdrew his hand and left.
Yu Jing lowered her head, glanced at her flushed body, and calmly adjusted her clothes.
Mother had already fed him well.
He did it on purpose.
She knew.
...
In the trainâs head, Mountain Goat somberly observed a group of peculiar people.
Especially the driver wrapped in bandages, imposing enough to be undeniable, like a looming mountain pressing on hearts.
"Stop looking, you canât beat him either."
He Jie said coldly from behind, smoke curling in the cockpit, making the corner nearly obscure.
Mountain Goat had already activated his abilities, didnât rebut because He Jie was right.
If he provoked that burly guy, death would come in three seconds, second only to that wheelchair youthâs one second.
"What kind of force is this?"
Mountain Goatâs eyes returned to normal, asking softly.
"What kind of force..." He Jie took a deep puff of his cigarette, murmuring the words again.
"Just a small ragtag band."
A lazy voice came from behind.
Everyone in the carriage perked up, even He Jie subconsciously stood straight.
Su Huan arrived just in time, walked to Mountain Goat, gave him a once-over, and spoke cheerfully, "Hereâs your chance to shine."
Mountain Goat tightened his lips, face taut, "What do you need me to do?"
Su Huan led him to Liang Kuan, pointed at the branching tracks ahead, "Help me judge which track is more dangerous to enter Changli County."
Mountain Goat looked at the tracks ahead, glanced at Su Huan, and hesitated to activate his ability.
Su Huan frowned, "What, your abilities malfunction?"
"He just uses âvisual analysisâ to gather relevant information, then uses another skill to judge and generate probabilities, weâre still dozens of kilometers away from Changli, he canât see anything, what do you want him to judge, heâs an Evolver, not a fortune teller."
He Jie explained helplessly from behind.
Su Ruo thoughtfully looked at He Jie, "You familiar with all your colleaguesâ skills and jobs?"
He Jie shook his head decisively, "Each of our files is top secret, but after enough battle time, you can figure out some."
Su Huan brought up the cockpit screen, asked Mountain Goat, "Whatâs your skillâs name again?"
"lv2 âProbability Judgment,â but the company just recorded it for the first time."
Mountain Goat answered.
Su Huan wasnât familiar with the skill either, but he had traded all sorts of skill data with Deepblue, hadnât had time to review, might as well try now, entered the words in the crude search bar, and surprisingly it popped up.
"Probability Judgment, using subjective or non-subjective gathered information for fast judgment, forming direct feedback..."
Apart from the introduction, it detailed various body parameters for Evolvers using the skill.
As well as all sorts of diverse comparative tests.
Seeing this, Su Huan could only sigh, big companies really are damned.
Having the time and resources for foundational accumulation makes all the difference.
But the bad news is, Deepblue hasnât discovered this skillâs career combos.
Looks like Mountain Goatâs evolutionary path is surely bumpy.
Mountain Goat glanced at the detailed skill description on the screen, instantly casting aside Su Huanâs previous words of "ragtag band."
"Though I canât judge, whichever track makes little difference, Iâd suggest stopping now, the company must be ready, the train could justâboom!âget blasted to scrap metal."
Mountain Goat made an exploding gesture, spoke earnestly.
Su Huanâs eyes didnât waver, calmly asked, "Liang Kuan, how many kilometers to the target."
"32 kilometers."
"Increase speed."
"Alright."
"Inform all combat personnel to gather in the cockpit, bring snacks, no seafood, grab some bagged ducks."
Mountain Goat looked puzzled, then remembered thereâs a voice manipulator among them.
No problem then.
Soon, Lao San led the brothers over, swept a glance without heading to the spacious train head, squeezed into He Jieâs narrow space instead.
Lighter clicked, filling the corner with smoke.
Lighting up a cigarette before battle is their best way to relax, Su Huan didnât like it but wouldnât deny them face.