My Doomsday Train.

Chapter 24 "Now, everyone, go down to the mine!"

"If we go now, we might be able to catch some survivors escaping from the ruins of the city."

"No."

Chen Mang stood in the pitch-black rainy night, gazing at the pitch-black wasteland in the distance. He shook his head and said, "Let's not get involved in this mess. Let's continue to rest tonight. Biaozi, you keep someone on guard. We'll start mining at dawn. I don't want anything to go wrong before the train reaches level 2."

Only when the train reaches level 2 can it be considered qualified to venture into the wilderness.

The trains before this can only be considered in their infancy. Not only do they have almost no offensive accessories, but many key accessories are also missing, such as "high beams". Currently, no lights on the train are on.

The "generator" and "circuit system" were built, but there were no extra energy stones.

Driving at high speed in a dark and rainy night without high beams is a very dangerous thing, which is no different from playing parkour with your eyes closed. Just now, he controlled the train and used the blade to kill those zombie wolves, trying his best to control the speed of the train.

But despite this, he was still a little nervous. He could only lock onto the target by the faint moonlight, which was very dangerous.

at this time--

Suddenly, a faint DJ music sound came from the distance, and the decibels were rising rapidly. At the same time, they could vaguely see a long dragon-like train in the dark rainy night in the distance, guided by two beams of light, speeding towards their location.

"Everyone get in the car and prepare to fight!"

Chen Mang's face changed slightly, and he immediately ran quickly towards the front of the train. All the thugs returned to their positions immediately and prepared for battle. The rain cloth on the heavy machine gun above their heads was also lifted, and the blades on both sides of the carriage began to rotate rapidly.

but.
He was just about to start the train when the train playing deafening DJ music arrived in front of them, with no intention of slowing down. However, it did not hit them, but just passed by them and drove at full speed to a farther distance!
As it passed by them, the train blew its whistle three times to signal them.

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Chen Mang looked with a somewhat grim expression at the train that was gradually moving away in the rainy night until its back was completely out of sight. It seemed that the train had no ill intentions at all, or was in a hurry to get to the ruins of the city.

but.
As they passed by, he saw that the train had thirteen carriages, and the armor on each carriage was the same as the armor on Kun Ye's locomotive, obviously the green-grade vehicle accessory "carriage steel armor".

Just this little bit of armor requires 1.3 units of iron ore.

In addition, there are two heavy machine guns on the roof of each carriage of the train, and there are two extremely powerful machine guns on the top of the train, with a caliber as thick as an adult man's forearm.

This was the strongest train he had ever seen.

It is much stronger than Mr. Kun’s train. The firepower seems to be on a different level at first glance, so he is even more unable to compete with it.

In addition, the other party's high beam, audio and other life accessories have already been produced.

Perhaps only a train like this can travel around the wilderness so unscrupulously, playing DJ music loudly.

His already anxious mood became even more urgent after seeing this scene. He had to obtain as much iron ore as possible. He also wanted to build the train like this. He also wanted to be like that train, roaring forward unscrupulously and arrogantly in the wilderness!

that's it.

Although there were some minor incidents, the second half of the night passed peacefully.

As soon as the sun rose, all the slaves were driven out of the slave cars. After everyone received a portion of food, Chen Mang stood on the top of the train, looking down at the ragged slaves below. Lao Zhu and other thugs stood in front of the slaves with guns in their hands and cold faces. After pausing for a moment, he took a deep breath and roared.

"My name is Chen Mang, and I'm your train conductor."

"Here are two clean, freshly washed women. They used to be Mr. Kun's women. Mr. Kun was your former train conductor. Whoever mines the most ore today can choose one of these two women!"

"The second-ranked one chooses the remaining one."

"And the top three will get hot steamed buns and pickled mustard greens!"

"I only ask one thing of you: dig enough iron ore for me. Whoever digs more iron ore will be treated well by me. Whoever cheats on me will be chopped into nine pieces!"

"Now, everyone, get down to the mine!"

Perhaps it was because Master Kun had rarely mobilized this group of slaves before, or perhaps it was because these slaves hadn't touched a woman in a long time. At this moment, many slaves' eyes really lit up. After wolfing down the food in their hands, they rushed into the mine with their pickaxes! This wasn't just a problem with one woman.

For many slaves, when survival was difficult to guarantee, no one would actually think about women.

but.
This is Mr. Kun's woman, but the woman of Mr. Kun who had always bullied them. This is different. This is not just a woman's problem, but there is a vague feeling of revenge.

It’s just like the ancient rebels who always couldn’t let go of the imperial concubine after breaking into the palace.

It is true that the imperial concubine may indeed be somewhat pretty, but the feeling brought about by the disparity in status is what truly makes people lose their minds.

Normally, an average adult can produce 1 unit of iron ore per hour of mining. This output is not fixed. In fact, the logic of mining is:

After hitting the ore with a pickaxe a certain number of times, an iron ore will fall.

However, most adults take less than an hour to complete this number of reps.

If you are physically strong enough, or have done wall-demolishing work before, have experience in swinging a hammer, and are fast enough in swinging a pickaxe, then the time it takes to produce one unit of iron ore can be shortened to fifty minutes or even forty minutes.

But constantly swinging a pickaxe is actually a very strenuous job. If you haven't done hard labor before, your arms will be sore after just a few minutes, let alone a whole day.

Basically, on average, they are all about the same.

If you want to be the best, besides working harder, you can only extend your working hours.

And on the train.

The two women standing behind Chen Mang also forced themselves to force out a rather charming smile to encourage the slaves.

This is not the most satisfactory result for them. What they want is to become the train conductor's wife, but many things cannot be changed by human will. What they can do now is to do their best in this job so as not to lose their value.

On the train, losing value is basically equivalent to losing life.

It's not bad now, at least they only have to serve one man, which is better than mining. If they were really asked to dig for more than ten hours a day, they would not be able to bear it and would not be used to it. After all, they were used to having an easy time when they were the train conductor's wife.

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Chen Mang, standing on the top of the train, rubbed his throat, looked at the slaves rushing towards the mine, and the thugs below, and thought to himself.

I don’t know if there will be vehicle accessories for mechanized mining in the future. Human efficiency is still a bit low.

There is not much moldy bread in stock on the train at the moment.

To manufacture the "moldy bread slice production line", 100 moldy bread slices are required. You cannot use up all the bread slices. You have to wait to build the "moldy bread slice production line".

He's just more curious.

He was able to build the "moldy bread slice production line" because he seized Mr. Kun's resources and had these bread slices. If others wanted to build a production line, where would the bread slices come from? Or could bread slices collected from the ruins of the city also be used as consumables?

He didn't think much about it.

Instead, he immediately went to the No. 3 living carriage and used 100 slices of bread to create the white-grade vehicle accessory "Moldy Bread Production Line".

About three meters long and one meter wide.

It's not a very large production line.

So far——

His "Star" train now has one more basic life accessory.

The panel of this accessory also appeared in front of him.

(End of this chapter)