My Doomsday Train.

Chapter 227 "You are cruel to others, but even crueler to yourselves."

“So tired”

About half an hour later.

Chen Mang let out a long sigh, leaned back in his chair, lit a cigarette tiredly, and looked at the light blue smoke floating out of the skylight. Although his body was a little tired, his eyes were full of satisfaction.

He needed to design the environments of the eight "space gates" bit by bit.

Each of his spaces is designed differently.

Some are water-style, some are garden-style. More than 5000 single beds were built and placed in those dormitories. A single bed only costs one unit of wood, which is very cheap.

He hadn't slept during this period, especially during the nearly 30 hours of mining in the "laboratory". He didn't sleep either. Instead, he stood in the train room excitedly looking at the iron mines, and from time to time he went to the Armored Research and Development Center to see how Xiao Ai was doing with the equipment.

This is a big opportunity.

The Star Train has been under development for several months, but this is the biggest opportunity he has ever encountered. It is also this opportunity that determines how far the Star Train can fly.

Just like before the end of the world.

Many of those who have millions of dollars in savings have earned and saved them bit by bit through hard work and diligence. The motto of this group of people is to believe that hard work pays off.

But those who have tens of millions or even hundreds of millions in savings.

Most people's money is not earned.

They all fell from the sky with a plop.

Just like picking it up for free.

In a daze, Chen Mang didn't know what he was thinking. He just heard the voices of many residents talking outside the window, which sounded like white noise. He flicked his fingers slightly, wanting Xiao Ai to call Ji Chuchu over.

He wanted to celebrate.

But perhaps because he was too tired, this thought only rang in his mind, and he felt so dazed that he couldn't even open his mouth.

And so I fell into a deep sleep.

"Finally fell asleep."

Xiao Ai at the Armor R&D Center was fiddling with some equipment while muttering, "I thought Master Mang had become a robot like me and didn't need to sleep either."

Then he continued to study the instrument in front of him with a serious expression.

The words "recognize" and "true" appeared again on the two screens on his cheeks.

The instrument was disassembled and transported with extreme care and remained intact.

no problem.

He was checking whether every line and pipeline was intact, because the database said that core energy had the risk of explosion and a gas leak test with colored gas must be performed before it was turned on, otherwise there would be a risk of explosion.

“What a great thing!”

"This thing can only produce level 4 iron ore."

"What a shame! If that experiment had been interrupted a little later, and the research had progressed to producing level 5 iron ore, I wonder how happy the train manager would have been."

The train conductor was very happy these two days.

I couldn't control the smile on my face.

If the conductor is happy, he will be happy too.

"Brother, I really can't continue to build it."

Biaozi looked at the environment in Residential Area No. 1 with a complicated expression: "Look at it, there are small bridges, flowing water, houses, withered vines, old trees and crows. There are only a few living things missing, and a few sparrows or something. How can this be a residential area!"

"This is a fucking villa area!"

"I didn't live in so many places before the apocalypse, and now they're living there after the apocalypse?"

"Compared to here, the hard sleeper in our carriage feels a bit uncomfortable."

He wasn't jealous.

He also hopes that the residents will live well, so that they can mine more diligently and the trains can become stronger.

just
This is such a good life!

This is why photos and videos cannot be sent on the train radio, and the slaves on other trains cannot see the information on the train radio. Otherwise, if this scene was sent on the train radio, many train slaves would probably escape from the train and run towards the Star.

Of course, it's just talk.

In advanced areas, there are basically no such things as slave riots and escapes.

One reason is that many of the slaves in the high-level area trains were brought over from low-level areas. They have been working together for so long that they have become accustomed to and familiar with each other.

The second one is.

This is a high-end area.
Even if the riot succeeds and the train conductor is killed, these people will not be able to inherit the train and will have to wait and die. Can they get a train commander and set up their own business?

A level 1 train set up its own business in the blue area with level 12 monsters. Even Chen Mang, who has level 0 authority, would be worried and have a headache if he came.

Not to mention escaping.

Once you leave the train, you become a walking protein, and any monster can eat it as food to satisfy their cravings.

It's winter.

Just right for winter.

"Relax."

Lao Zhu didn't have much to say about this: "The Star Train has been developing all the time, and it will definitely get better in every aspect, not just the strength of the train itself."

"It also includes residents' comfort, work enthusiasm, career advancement opportunities, currency stability, and cultural heritage."

"Didn't you notice?"

"Mr. Mang has always been prepared for the worst."

"What's the plan?"

"The only legacy of human civilization." Old Pig paused and continued, "If the apocalypse becomes increasingly intense, and everyone is destined to die here, the Star Train will serve as the sole legacy of human civilization, allowing it to continue."

"You mean"

Biaozi said thoughtfully, "Will Master Mang lift the birth restriction order in the future?"

On the current Star Train, except for the livestock in the No. 15 breeding car, no one else will get pregnant. It's not that there are no obstetricians and gynecologists, but in the apocalypse, having a child means having a huge grudge against the child.

The first words the child learned were, "Look, Mom, those are zombies."

"definitely will."

The old pig nodded firmly. "The continuation of the species depends on reproduction. The reason humans get excited when they see flesh is simply because of the inherited genes in their bones. It's a dopamine reward given to you by your brain."

"Otherwise, it's just two pieces of meat. What's so exciting about it?"

"Especially the children born on the Star Train. They will become the backbone of the Star Train in the future."

“But not restrictive.”

"It takes too long to cultivate. I estimate it will take at least five years."

"That sounds like a long time."

Biaozi lowered his head and stretched his fingers.

"It's a long time, especially after the apocalypse. It's hard to say whether we can survive until then. Come on, get to work."

"Wow!!!"

"Mr. Mang is awesome, Mr. Mang is awesome!!!"

When the residents returned to the residential cars in an orderly manner and walked into the "Space Gate" residential area, they were shocked by the scene before them. They immediately ran towards the refrigerator dormitories with excitement!

This is not a residential area.

It's basically a villa area. As expected.
Without collective allocation, they will never be able to live in such a house in their lifetime, and they will not be able to afford such a house before the end of the world anyway.

The female residents were particularly excited because the dormitories were finally divided into genders.

There were no male and female dormitories in the past, and men and women lived together.

Three level 1 "pure water filters" are placed in the corner of each dormitory to serve as toilets. The purified fresh water is directly transported to the bathhouse for residents to bathe.

Originally, more than 200 residents slept in one refrigerator, and everyone slept on the floor.

And now-

Only 30 residents can sleep in one refrigerator, which makes it much more spacious. There is no need to sleep on the floor, and everyone has a bed of their own.

"so good."

A man lay on a soft bed, looking up at the ceiling with excitement in his eyes, muttering, "I haven't slept on a bed in a long time. It's too soft, I'm not used to it."

He used to be on the Soryu train, and was merged into the Star train a few days ago.

It just happened to coincide with the train reform.

The living conditions have increased several times again, and the conditions on the Canglong are incomparable to those here.

The most important thing is that he recognized the eldest brother on the Star some time ago, and stayed in the same dormitory with him, and slept on the bed next to him. This eldest brother is an old resident number 789, and has been following the Star since a long time ago.

"Big brother."

The man tilted his head to look at the middle-aged man sitting on the bed and said excitedly, "When I came in just now, I saw two oxygen concentrators placed deep in the residential area. Captain Pig said that as long as the dormitory door is left open, the oxygen from those two oxygen concentrators will be enough for everyone in this space."

"How much energy do those two oxygen concentrators consume every day?"

"Mr. Mang is so good to us, he really won't lose anything."

"If the train's resources run out, then we'll all die too."

"If you ask me, I will know!"

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes at the other man in disdain. "I've never been a train conductor, so how would I know how much energy those two oxygen concentrators consume every day? I was just wondering, do you think today is a good day?"

"Yes, it definitely counts."

"Is it time to celebrate?"

"Of course, big brother, how do you want to celebrate?"

"Go buy a pack of cigarettes and we'll smoke together."

"."

The man looked at the middle-aged man helplessly: "Brother, I am only at the level 3 resident treatment now. I can only start earning star coupons after I upgrade to the level 1 resident treatment. I don't have any money in my pocket."

"But brother, I think this dormitory is pretty comfortable. Do you really have to save money to buy your own refrigerator?"

"Of course, a man must have his own private space."

"It seems like the environment here is better than the No. 6 male high-level personnel carriage."

The young boy stood at the gate of Residential Area No. 1 and looked out: "What do you think, Uncle Li? They also have a rockery, and there is water flowing down from the rockery."

"."

Uncle Li looked at Residential Area No. 1 with disdain. The environment was indeed good, but what was the use? Living in carriage No. 6 was a symbol of status!
It is a symbol of talent!

After taking a few casual glances, he strode towards his breeding carriage No. 15. His experiment had reached the final step. He only came to the residents' store to collect bandages, otherwise he would not leave his carriage at the critical moment.

"Hey, Uncle Li, wait for me!"

Seeing Uncle Li leave, the young boy did not stay and hurriedly followed him.

Inside the No. 15 breeding carriage.

The young man looked at Uncle Li, who was holding a dozen cigarettes and a broken wheel blade, with a tingling scalp. He hesitated and said, "How about we reconsider this?"

"Maybe I don't really need your zombie spawner, right?"

"call"

Uncle Li took a deep breath and looked at the young boy with a resolute expression: "I have no choice. The train's population is growing, and the Star is developing better and better."

"I can't be called a pig farmer all my life."

"I must make a name for myself!"

"I must become a high-ranking member of the Star, and I'm willing to pay any price for this!"

Then he bit the dozen or so cigarettes in his mouth tightly. These were cigarettes made on the train and had a pain-relieving effect.

Then he took off his pants.

Knife up and down.

Her body was shaking rapidly from the pain, but she still threw the thing to the young boy. Her forehead was quickly covered with cold sweat and she said hurriedly, "Quick, sew it up on that zombie and see if it works."

"quick!"

Three minutes later.

"Uncle Li, it works."

"Take it off quickly and bring it to me. Bring me the bandages and needle and thread and sew it up. Wait, go get some water and rinse it first. Spray some disinfectant!"

ten minutes later.

Uncle Li, who had the items returned to their original owner, picked up a dozen cigarettes again with a trembling body. He didn't light them, but just stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them quickly to reduce the pain.

He looked extremely painful.

But there was light in his eyes, and his voice became extremely hoarse due to the severe pain, and he spoke with a trembling excitement.

"Sure enough, my guess was correct."

"Zombies can reproduce, but the prerequisite is that they need a good dick, and it has to be the kind that fits perfectly. The bandages and needles on the train can sew it up perfectly."

"but."

"Those zombies are divided into male and female, but the male zombie will only have a physiological reaction when facing a female zombie after installing a working hook and eating some red heart nuts."

"That female zombie wasn't pretty either."

"I suspect that although these zombies appear to be of the same species, there are likely many subdivided ethnic groups within this species. I need more zombies as samples."

"Just give me enough zombie samples!"

"I can definitely make a zombie spawner. I already have a feeling it's there, but it's just a little bit missing. I always feel like something's missing."

"."

The young man looked at Uncle Li with a complicated expression: "Uncle Li, no wonder you were able to succeed before the apocalypse. I think people like you should make this money."

"I'd rather just be a small town youth."

"call"

After a long time, the pain gradually subsided. Uncle Li sat on the chair, moved around a few times, and after making sure that it was completely sutured, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and said softly.

“There are always some thorns on the road to success.”

“No one can succeed easily. Every hardship is a test for us.”

".Uncle Li."

"Ok?"

The young boy gave a thumbs up with some admiration.

“Good soup.”

(End of this chapter)