Hu's shrewd gaze swept over the two of them, and he roughly understood what was happening.
He considered and said, "We definitely won't harm you. What we need are skilled workers from the factory. As long as you cooperate with our actions, there will be some benefits for you afterwards."
"Are you planning to build something?"
Hu shook his head, "You'll find out when you get there. The conductor didn't tell us about this, so I can't speak carelessly."
Upon hearing the word "conductor," Wan Hao's eyes lit up, "You're now under the Armed Train, is it an official organization?"
"No, the Armed Train is just a faction, a very complex one."
Old Yuan, beside him, frowned. This explanation was as clear as mud.
However, one thing was clear: the official organization had indeed disappeared.
It's just unknown how much kindness this "Armed Train" actually possesses, and the name itself is quite intriguing.
The two were unsure if it was the "train" they imagined.
