My Doomsday Train.

Chapter 213 "When there are many people, there are all kinds of people."

"what"

Xiaofang opened and closed her mouth slightly, making a sound that even the wind could not hear. Then, her eyes quickly turned red, she gritted her teeth, lowered her head, and her voice was as quiet as a mosquito.

"Got it, Master Mang."

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Chen Mang said nothing more, but walked along the carriage towards the No. 4 living carriage with his cane with an expressionless face. However, he turned back after a few steps and frowned at Xiaofang who was still standing at the door of the train room.

"Forget it, you still have to deliver the meal tomorrow."

"You don't have to stay here tonight. Go to bed and wash yourself well before you go to sleep."

Xiaofang, whose eyes were originally red, suddenly had a glimmer of hope in her eyes when she heard this. She bit the corner of her mouth and whispered, "I know."

He shook his head, sighed lightly, and continued walking towards carriage No. 4.

Why would he bother asking such nonsense?

I wanted to change people, but...
The situation of other people on the train was probably the same, especially Xiaofang, who at least had access to water. As for the residents, their daily water supply was not unlimited, and no one knew how it was handled.

Forget it.

He didn't want to know either, since he would have toilet paper in the future anyway.

Things like toilet paper may seem insignificant, but they can actually improve happiness and even improve civilization.

Chen Mang, carrying a bag of napkins, continued walking from the No. 4 living car toward the train compartment. Seeing Xiaofang still standing there, he couldn't help but frown slightly and asked, "Why are you still standing here?"

"I'm waiting for you to return to the train room before I go to sleep."

"Why?"

"Otherwise, you and I will meet in the carriage."

"and then?"

"I'm socially anxious and don't know what to say..."

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Chen Mang sighed again: "Forget about your social anxiety. Society has already collapsed, and you're still worried about it. Go to bed quickly and don't tire the child out."

Say it.

He pushed open the door of the train room and sat back in his chair.

Throw the produced napkins on the table.

Lying back in the chair quite comfortably.

It was night time and the sky was full of stars. After the end of the world, the visibility of the sky became much clearer and there were many more stars. Only a night view with a sky full of stars can be called a real night view.

The kind of night scene made up of countless neon lights.

Although it is prosperous, it is also beautiful.

But it always gives people a sense of pressure.

But when there are stars in the sky, there is no such worry at all. There is no sense of pressure at all, and the whole person is extremely relaxed.

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Chen Mang lay on the chair, opened the skylight and felt the familiar environment around the train. He put his feet on the table and looked up at the stars above his head that seemed to be within reach. His expression gradually became dazed and his thoughts drifted away.

He really enjoyed the feeling at this moment.

The roars of monsters around the train and the occasional sound of machine guns added a touch of liveliness to this originally extremely quiet night.

Like the chirping of cicadas in summer.

The cold night wind blew into the carriage. Chen Mang couldn't help but tighten the blanket around him. He curled up in the chair, like a baby returning to his mother's arms, and stared blankly at the sky.

He didn't intend to let Xiaofang lose her job at the beginning, not only because there was no better replacement, such as Xiao Ai, but more because he was already very familiar with Xiaofang.

He likes to be with familiar people.

Stay together in a familiar place.

This would allow him to return to the train and feel like he was home.

He had never seen his mother since he was a child, and he was not very clear about what family love felt like, nor did he really understand what a retreat was. He only knew that if he couldn't make money, he would starve to death on the streets.

He made a lot of money.

But I don’t know who to give it to.

Get drunk every night.

But it can't buy peace of mind.

In a daze, Chen Mang fell asleep, curled up in the chair. After Chen Mang fell asleep, the skylight slowly closed, revealing only a corner, and data appeared on the control panel screen, showing that the central air conditioning in the train room had risen slightly.

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Xiao Ai was sitting cross-legged in the "Armored Research and Development Center", disassembling the robot in front of her with various tools in her hands. After a while, she put down the tools in her hands, looked up at the various experimental instruments and a series of large accessories such as military factories in the distance, and muttered.

"I really shouldn't be talking at this time. Just a reminder that if you sleep with the windows open at night, you'll catch a cold, right?"

"Although there is this scenario dialogue in the underlying code."

"But according to human thinking, is it right for me to keep silent at this time?"

"what"

“The human mind is so hard to understand!”

Xiao Ai shook his head and continued to busily dismantle the robot that had helped them complete their S-class mechanical job conversion mission. This was his second body, but he needed to make some minor modifications.

He has been learning how humans speak, but he suddenly felt that in human culture, it seems that what is said is not important, but when not to speak is important.

never mind!

Let's let Mr. Mang continue to rest. The level 20 AI is not enough to think about such complicated things.

It's quiet at night.

Most of the residents on the train were asleep, with only a team of guards patrolling back and forth in the following carriages.

He doesn't need to sleep.

Suddenly I feel that being an AI is not bad. It is actually difficult for him to understand the concept of sleeping. If sleeping is to restore physical strength, then embedding an energy stone on the back should allow him to stay awake all the time, right?

Oh, that's what robots are like.

It doesn't seem like a great discovery.

In a refrigerator in the No. 9 resident car.

A man was tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. He had been working in the Goblin's Tomb for 48 hours straight, but now he was hardly sleepy and his mind was extremely active.

He was originally a slave of the Blue Dragon train. As the Blue Dragon train was incorporated, he naturally joined the Star train and enjoyed the treatment of a third-level resident.

During those 48 hours in Goblin's Grave.

There is unlimited supply of Coke on the Star.

Refreshing and sugary!
When had he ever enjoyed such treatment? Although he felt a little embarrassed to tell others about it, he wanted to take advantage of it. He drank can after can of Coke, which made him stay awake for 48 hours. But now he couldn't sleep at all.

Tossing and turning. "Would you mind stopping tossing and turning? Do you have fleas or hemorrhoids?"

A middle-aged man lying on the ground with his arms folded beside him said unhappily without even opening his eyes: "We still have to work tomorrow, can't you sleep quietly?"

"I"

The man was slightly stunned, but after noticing the number on the middle-aged man's collar, he finally reacted and asked expectantly, "Brother, are you a first-level resident? When did you join the Star?"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, opened his eyes but stopped sleeping, and coughed lightly with some pride.

"Resident number 789."

"Your number should be around 4,000 or 5,000, right? When did you say I joined the Star?"

"Brother, how many star coupons have you saved now?"

"About ninety."

"So many? I heard those little stars only get 7 Stellar Tickets a night."

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The middle-aged man raised his eyelids and glanced at the other man, then spoke meaningfully, "Since you asked, I'll give you a few instructions. There's already a faint rumor circulating up there that soon all residents will move into the Space Gate. It's an extremely vast and fertile territory."

"The environment there is much more comfortable than here."

"However, all residents still have to live in dormitories, unless you save up enough star vouchers to buy a house of your own, which is equivalent to a villa in the apocalypse."

"On the Starship, Stellar Vouchers are the only and extremely important currency. Try not to spend the Stellar Vouchers you earn on a daily basis. Save them to buy a house of your own. A level 10 refrigerator costs 1000 Stellar Vouchers."

"But for just 200 Stellar Tickets, you can enjoy 'Level 3 Senior Talent Treatment,' which means you can receive two Stellar Tickets for free every day. If you work hard, you can earn 2-0.7 Stellar Tickets a day. It won't be long before you can buy your own house on the Stellar."

"How about it?"

"Isn't it more hopeful than your previous train?"

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The man opened his mouth slightly, and after imagining for a while, he nodded seriously: "It's indeed hopeful, but don't you smoke, brother?"

"Pump."

"Don't cigarettes have to be bought with Stellar Coupons?"

"Oh, you should make more friends. There are so many people on the train. Ask different people for a few cigarettes every day. Be thick-skinned."

“Will I be rejected?”

"About 70% of the time, you'll be rejected and even cursed at. But fighting isn't allowed on the train, so just let them curse."

"What if I can't get it one day?"

"Just pick up cigarette butts and smoke them. If you're particular, pick out the tobacco from the butts and then get together to roll your own cigarettes."

"But I see many people buy themselves something delicious when they're tired from work, like rice noodle rolls or pork trotter rice."

"Oh, you can come up too, just say you want to have a taste."

"Can you agree?"

"There's an 80% chance they won't agree. If they do, it'll be a huge profit."

"What about your physiological needs? Do you take care of them yourself?"

"There's a trick to this. Every time you get off work, hide behind the red room and listen to the noises inside to solve the problem yourself."

"Just listening to the sound?"

"The sound isn't enough? Or you could try going to the female residents. Many of them have sexual needs, but they don't want to make a living by selling their bodies. If both parties are attracted to each other, then they can both get what they want."

"Any other tips?"

"That's too much. Brother, I've been on the Stellar Train for so long, I know everything there is to know. For example, if you dig up something good, you'll get a Stellar Ticket as a reward. For example, last time, someone dug up a train order in the Goblin Tomb and handed it in, and they were rewarded."

"But how can mining guarantee that good things will always come out?"

"There are always new people on the train. If you see a newcomer digging up something good, you should go up to them with a serious face and ask them to hand it in. Newcomers are often timid when they arrive in a new environment, so you should come back and help them hand it in. Although the bulk of the reward goes to the newcomer, you will also get a portion of the reward for persuading them to hand it in."

"Don't the train rules say you're not allowed to steal other residents' belongings?"

"I'm not robbing them, I'm trying to persuade them to hand it over."

"But brother, I'm the new guy."

"Don't worry, we've talked so much, I won't steal yours."

"Brother, do you have a faster way to earn Stellar Tickets?"

"Ugh."

The middle-aged man suddenly sighed deeply, and after a long silence, he said hoarsely, "Of course there are, but I just can't do such a wicked thing. On the Star, those female residents who sell their bodies earn Star Tickets very quickly. They can earn two or three a day at least, and the good-looking ones can earn seven or eight."

"Especially those little stars, they make money faster."

"There was this idiot who tricked a prostitute into giving him all the Stellar Vouchers she earned every day so they could buy a house together."

"Those girls don't actually realize how popular they are on the Star Express. Everyone wants to get a piece of the pie, so I can't say much."

"There are also three or five people who get together and plan to buy a house and live together in the future. There are also couples and so on."

"You'll understand once you stay long enough."

“When there are a lot of people, there are all kinds of people.”

"Monsters and demons."

"Everyone has his own way."

"I want to be more stable and don't want to get involved in these things. Although I won't make as much money as some of them, I will save up slowly so that I can live comfortably on my own. Then I can pick a female resident who I like and marry her. I can cook and eat by myself every day."

“This life would be perfect.”

"In the apocalypse, to have such a life is like living in heaven. Even Mr. Mang is probably no better than this."

"Oh"

The man nodded, gradually feeling a little sleepy. This train, which he had been somewhat unfamiliar with, felt more familiar after the middle-aged man's explanation. He simply said in a low voice, "I think the treatment on the Star is pretty good. I mainly want to live longer. I hope the Star doesn't collapse."

"I heard from them that a lot of trains were destroyed in the disaster a few days ago."

"If it weren't for the Star protecting the Azure Dragon, the Azure Dragon might have been lost."

"Nothing to worry about."

The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled, "Don't worry about the strength of the Star. Perhaps it will be destroyed one day in the future. After all, in a doomsday environment, the strength of a train really won't make much difference."

"But I believe it will definitely last longer than other trains."

"I've been mining these past few days. You newbies haven't heard Captain Pig's story of 'Rampant's rise to power' yet. After listening to it with pictures and text, you'll have a more concrete idea of ​​the strength of the Star."

"Oh," the man nodded, his eyelids too sleepy to lift, and he said drowsily, "Brother, have I seen children on the train these days?"

"Well, those kids don't have to work. They just need to study every day. I heard they're going to be trained for management positions in the future. They're considered reserve cadres."

"Mr. Mang is thinking very far ahead."

"After experiencing the apocalypse, those children have become sensible and study hard. They are said to be making rapid progress."

(End of this chapter)