Doomsday Train: I Load Natural Disasters into the Carriages

On the ninety-seventh day of the disaster, a black flood swallowed the city, and an icy freeze set in.

My name is Lu Chuan. I awakened this disaster-devouring train. At first, I never meant to save the world. I just wanted to reach Qinggang Hospital and bring my mom, who had broken her leg, safely out of there.

We were short on water, so I drove straight into a ten-meter flood surge and devoured the [Flood Core], creating a carriage that produces ten tons of mountain spring water a day.

We were short on power, so I drove into a thunderstorm exclusion zone and devoured the [Thunder Core], then mounted a superconducting lightning cannon on the roof.

It was forty degrees below zero outside, so I casually devoured the [Frost Core] and turned the entire train into a climate-controlled greenhouse kept at a constant twenty-four degrees.

Then the deep well beneath the earth split open, and the disasters began to turn bizarre:

The dead came back one by one to knock on the train doors, and you couldn't tell which ones were real. Something else was eating people's names and memories. By the end, you couldn't even remember why you'd boarded the train.

I drove my twelve-car armored train straight into the three-thousand-meter-deep well and chopped the impostor at the door to pieces with three strokes. Then, right in front of the bizarre core, I opened the vortex at the front of the train and started devouring:

"I don't care what bizarre rules you have. If I can swallow it and use it to upgrade a carriage, it's a good disaster. After all, my conductor's authority doesn't include the words 'go easy on you.'"

[Early story: Surviving natural disasters and building up the train | From Volume Two: Disasters mutate, and the bizarre descends]