My Doomsday Train.

Chapter 197 "Team One, get the fuck down here!"

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In guard car No. 7, Lao Zhu sat in front of the table with a headache. On the screen of the table was Biaozi's narration of what happened in the adventure map "Neon City".

He is now considered to be half a historian.

He wrote the textbooks for the children and the teachers were responsible for explaining them.

Of course, the teaching materials must be modified to some extent.

Just like now.
He was thinking about how to embellish this part of the story. It was impossible not to mention it. After all, the harvest this time was so great that it directly and significantly improved the strength of the train. But how to write it was also a problem.

You can't write that Mang Ye took Biaozi to a party, right?
More than 3000 girls, the largest party in history.

Everyone had a great time.

Before the end of the world.

He usually likes to call a party of this magnitude a stampede.

After a long silence, he began to type on the keyboard.

"A year and a half had passed since the apocalypse. On this day, the Star Train encountered another crisis. But Master Mang once said that a crisis is a combination of danger and opportunity."

"It can be a crisis, but it can also be an opportunity."

"This time, Master Mang personally led Biaozi, the members of the first guard team, and Li Shiji to the adventure map 'Neon City'. This is an adventure full of opportunities and dangers. Nearly 100 train conductors and their subordinates participated."

"Under the watchful eyes of Mr. Mang, Li Shiji secured his first pot of gold through his impressive performance on a fast-moving off-road motorcycle."

"Afterwards, under the keen insight of Mr. Mang..."

".When faced with a crisis, Master Mang made the right choice without hesitation."

"When he returned to Sun City, Mang Ye had obtained free use of the city through his own means. He looked into the eyes of his men, which were filled with the exhaustion of surviving in the apocalypse for so long and with uncertainty about the future."

He then looked into the eyes of the other train conductors in the casino. Each of them was filled with nostalgia for the old world; not one of them hoped for the end of the world.

"Mr. Mang fell silent. He saw the thing that was missing from everyone else's eyes."

"hope."

"Under everyone's gaze, Master Mang walked to the podium, microphone in hand, looked at the crowd with a solemn expression and exuding the aura of a leader, as he spoke in a deep voice."

“No one likes the end of the world.”

"If you don't like it, I don't like it either."

"I hope that today's apocalyptic party will ignite your hope for the future."

".All the train conductors and the Star Guards were moved to tears. It was Master Mang who had always brought them hope."

".Sun City owner Sister Qi admired Mr. Mang's behavior and took the initiative to throw herself into his arms. Mr. Mang politely declined and made it clear that he would never marry until humanity was revived."

"Um"

Lao Zhu suddenly frowned and thought, isn't this sentence a bit bad? What if Mr. Mang really gets married in the future? The textbook cannot be modified, so he deleted the last line immediately.

Re-enter.

"Those who are not of my race must have different hearts, you..."

No, no, this way of writing doesn’t work. Let me change it.

"Before humanity is revived, there will be no time to worry about the love between children."

"Ah."

Lao Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, stretched, and looked at the manuscript on the screen. This should be almost there, perfect.

This "History of Train Development" is not just a lesson for children.

There are many things that need to be told to the train residents on a regular basis.

There's no rush to take it.

The teaching progress there is slower and more detailed. He is still talking about the "Tieling Wasteland" and has not yet talked about the Shahe Plain. Don't worry, he is revising it these days to see if those words can be replaced with more appropriate words.

He used to work in clerical job.

This kind of thing is part of his job, so it's perfect for him to write about it.

match of major.

Next to the computer, there is a book bound with A4 paper, the title of the book is.

"History of Train Development".

If the train can really reach extremely high altitudes in the future, this history will not only be seen by these children, but by many people.

"Well"

Lao Zhu nodded thoughtfully. When he had the chance in the future, he would take a picture of Mr. Mang and make it the cover of this book. That would be even better.

Two hours later.

The drowsy Chen Mang was awakened by the sound of the speakers in the train cabin, only to find that he had fallen asleep at some point. Looking at the search radar, he saw the "Canglong" train speeding towards him.

"are you asleep?"

Chen Mang rubbed his sleepy eyes, then looked at the movie that was still playing with some displeasure. This movie was really boring, and it made him a little breathless.

The story is about a couple, the woman is blind, the man donates his cornea to her and leaves without permission, then the man becomes blind and the woman can see again.

The subsequent plot tells the story of these two people meeting each other countless times, but not recognizing each other.

He actually really wanted to complain.

Are you really that insensitive to sound? Don’t the sounds sound familiar to you?
He didn't know when he fell asleep, but he remembered the screenwriter's name.

"Zhang Yiren".

Good name.

If he ever has the chance to meet this screenwriter in the future, he will at least let him experience what caning is like, and ask him why he wrote such a stupid and disgusting script.

He didn't need to guess the ending. It must be at the end that the two finally recognized each other and finally got together, then fell in love again, and then there was the grand ending.

He turned off the movie playing on the screen.

He looked out the window at the "Blue Dragon" train speeding towards him.

"There are two more carriages and a few more machine guns."

Chen Mang looked at the rapidly approaching train. It seemed that this guy had made some progress during this period.

soon--

The Soryu train stopped in front of him.

Erdan ran to the side of the Star train with an anxious look on his face. He looked up at the window of the train compartment and shouted, "Brother, hurry up and bring your AI down. It's urgent!!!"

"I really can't stand it anymore."

Chen Mang opened the door to the train compartment and walked down with Xiao Ai, leaning on his cane. He looked at Erdan and said helplessly, "Keep your voice down. It's not a big deal. There's no need to be so anxious."

“It’s really urgent!”

Erdan said with a bitter expression: "You'll know if you go to my train room."

At the door of the Canglong train compartment, Chen Mang leaned on his cane and looked at the open train compartment with an expressionless face. He saw that the lights in the train compartment were constantly flashing and some chaotic sounds were coming from the speakers.

"Son. Son. Son."

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Chen Mang was silent for a moment before he spoke: "Why isn't it an electronic voice?" "I found a few recordings of my mother before she passed away and fed them into the AI, giving it a voice similar to my mother's. Hurry up, brother."

"It's a bit of hell."

He waved his hand: "Xiao Ai, deal with it quickly, it gives me a headache just looking at it."

ten minutes later.

"call"

Erdan let out a long sigh, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then looked at Chen Mang with a helpless and embarrassed face and said bitterly: "Brother, please forgive me for laughing at you. I also encountered some nonsense. Alas."

"That adventure map is a bit too outrageous."

Chen Mang shook his head, took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, snapped his fingers and said casually: "Tell me about your adventure map of "Eternal Prison"?"

Erdan nodded and was about to speak when he saw Xiao Ai walk to Chen Mang's side, stretch out her finger, and then a flame came out of her fingertips and lit the cigarette in Chen Mang's mouth.

The words came to his lips but he didn't utter them. He just stared blankly at the scene.

"This is this?"

"Oh."

Chen Mang smiled and waved his hand. "Just some small things, not worth mentioning. Let's continue talking about your "Eternal Prison"."

"Oh oh." Erdan scratched the back of his head before continuing, "Although I like to go to the adventure map, this is an accident. There are no cities in the Zombie Basin. I have been mining these days. I finished the mine yesterday and started looking for mines."

"We passed by a place that looked like a village."

"I didn't expect there were survivors hiding inside."

"They were hiding in something like a large capsule. They couldn't be detected by radar. I only discovered them by seeing some of them coming out to look for food, and then I took them all with me."

"Excuse me," Chen Mang said thoughtfully, "Did you bring that large capsule?"

"I've brought it with me. I haven't figured out anything yet. If you want to study it, I'll give it to you later."

"We'll talk about this later, just continue."

"Okay, then I found several survivors hiding in that village. One of them, Zhang Yiren, told me..."

"and many more!"

Chen Mang said expressionlessly, "I must interrupt you again. When you say 'Zhang Yiren', do you mean the Zhang in the article, or the Yiren in 'Kill one person in ten steps'?"

"It's him. Why, Master Mang, do you know him?"

"You're still a screenwriter, right?"

"Really."

Chen Mang suddenly laughed, but there was a sinister glint in his eyes: "Come, call him down now. Put your matter aside for now. I have something to say to him."

"Row."

Three minutes later.

Chen Mang looked at the skinny man standing before him and said calmly, "Zhang Yiren, right?"

"Yes."

"You wrote the script for the movie 'Love One Person', right?"

"it's me."

Zhang Yiren, not knowing what was going on, stood there trembling. He looked up at Chen Mang and whispered, "Brother, are you a fan of the drama?"

"I'm a fan of your mother's drama."

Chen Mang took a deep breath. "Come on, tell me about this script you wrote. Do you think it's interesting? Where's the plot? Is it just to have the hero and heroine accidentally run into each other without recognizing each other, and then fall in love at the end?"

"Do you think it's fun to film this thing for hours?"

"No, big brother, there's a twist in the ending."

"Oh, tell me, what's the reversal?"

"The two didn't end up together. After three years of searching for the hero, the heroine started a new relationship. Her new boyfriend turned out to be the hero's best friend. The hero accidentally found out about this and chose to bless them. Eventually, the heroine also found out about this and immediately abandoned her boyfriend and ran back to the hero. Now, her husband donated his cornea to the hero for love. Then, just as the heroine and the hero were about to let go of the past and get back together, the female nurse who had been taking care of the hero met her. "

"All right."

Chen Mang couldn't help but laugh in anger as he picked up the intercom: "Team One, get the fuck out of here!"

"It's work!"

Then he stabbed the man in the face with his cane and roared.

"I just wanted to relax and watch a movie. Do you know how rare it is to watch a movie in the apocalypse? And you filmed this for me!"

"Luckily I fell asleep, otherwise if I really saw the ending, my blood pressure would have risen so much because of you."

"Erdan, is this person important to you? I want this person."

"It's no use." Erdan replied quickly, and quickly distanced himself from the matter: "He's a slave on my train. I don't know him, and I've never spoken to him. If you need him, just take him away."

This was the first time he saw Mr. Mang so angry.

mainly.
He also felt angry after listening to it. What kind of crap are you filming? If you meet haters before the doomsday, they will at most scold you. But if you meet haters after the doomsday, just enjoy yourself.

Biaozi and others rushed out of the train and immediately rushed to Mang Ye's side, carried the man named Zhang Yiren on their shoulders and walked towards the train.

"call"

Chen Mang sighed softly and looked at Erdan with an apologetic look in his eyes. "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you this time. You know, humans are emotional animals. It's normal to have some emotions occasionally. Please continue. Where were you just now?"

"I understand, I understand, I completely understand. I just said that when I passed by that village, I met several survivors, including Zhang Yiren. Then Zhang Yiren told me..."

at this time--

Suddenly, I heard Zhang Yiren's heart-wrenching roar filled with fear.

"Brother, I'm just a screenwriter. You can't blame me for this. The director changed a lot of my scripts!"

"The director was also on the train, so he should take at least half the blame!"

"Brother, if you want to interrupt me again, please hand over all the survivors in your village to me."

"no problem."

Erdan wiped the sweat from the tip of his nose, quickly turned his head to look at the thugs behind him and shouted, "Quickly bring down those newest slaves."

Do not know why.

Although Mang Ye didn't get angry with him, he was still a little scared. He was sweating at the tip of his nose.

soon--

Three or four men and two women were pinned down.

One of the obese men looked at Zhang Yiren, who was already carrying him on his shoulders, and cursed angrily, "You're so heartless and worthless. If I hadn't pulled you into my safe house, you'd be fucking dead long ago. You betrayed me!"

"Can you blame me for this? I already said that the script would be criticized if it was filmed, but you insisted on me changing it this way, saying that the more criticism it received, the more attention it would receive. If it weren't for you, I would definitely have written that the hero and heroine were together the first time they met."

"If it's written like that, there's no point in making a movie. Can't we just end it in one sentence?"

"That's your business. You're the director, and I'm not the director."

"well."

Erdan listened to the quarreling next to him, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said weakly, "Shall I continue?"

"Go on."

(End of this chapter)