My Doomsday Train.

Chapter 3 "You have survived for 3 days. Activate the conductor panel."

in the night.

The train was still speeding away into the distance.

Chen Mang sat in the carriage that was constantly moving up and down, looking a little dazed. The clanging sound was not the sound of the train wheels hitting the rails, but the sound of the ground.

He noticed this in the past few days.

This train does not run on rails, but runs on the ground, which is quite unique.

at this time--

"Ok?"

Chen Mang was slightly stunned. He suddenly felt that the birthmark on the back of his hand was a little hot. After looking over subconsciously, he saw a translucent panel suddenly floating in front of him.
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"You have survived for 3 days. Activate the conductor panel."

"And you'll get a newbie reward: a GLS pistol with 1 rounds of 18mm ammunition."

"Trigger the novice train conductor mission."

"1: Within three months, own a train of your own. The reward is unknown."

"2: Within three months, possess three thugs and ten slaves. Reward unknown."

"3: Kill 10 zombies within three months. The reward is unknown."

"The shorter the time, the greater the reward."

"After completing three novice train conductor missions, you will officially unlock the 'Train Conductor Panel'."
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The rather sci-fi scene before him made Chen Mang stand there in a daze, especially the pale white light on the panel, which was extremely dazzling in the entire dark carriage. He subconsciously glanced around.

But no one had any special reaction.

just like.
It's like he's the only one who can see this panel.

"."

After a long silence, Chen Mang lowered his head to look at the mark on the back of his hand which was no longer hot, and stroked it gently, feeling a little dazed.

His name is Chen Mang.

This name was given by himself. He grew up in an orphanage without a father or mother. He has a very special birthmark on the back of his hand, which looks like the Chinese character "Man".

most of the time.

He also thought that perhaps this was something left to him by his parents whom he had never met, so he named himself Chen Mang.

He just didn't expect that this birthmark that accompanied him throughout his life would play a role in this world. Perhaps his parents had traveled through time and space long ago, and left him this thing before being forced to leave him?
He couldn't help laughing and shook his head, putting these ridiculous thoughts behind him.

After some exploration, he had roughly understood the use of this panel. This panel could automatically appear in front of him or retract according to his thoughts. When he put his hand in his arms, he felt a heavy brass pistol and a pile of bullets.

The reward really arrived.

But the problem is
He put the pistol on his waist, covered it with his clothes, and stuffed all the bullets into his pockets. He breathed a sigh of relief after doing all this. This thing was not entirely good news.

If the thugs in the car in front found out that a slave like him had this kind of thing, he would probably end up in trouble.

Even if he could hit the target every time, he would not be able to withstand so many thugs head-on, not to mention that the heavy weapons installed on the train were the highlight, which could not be matched by a pistol.

After arriving at the mine.

Find a place where no one is around and take it out to study it.

that's all.
In a daze, it felt like we had been traveling for four or five hours. When the sky turned pale, the train finally slowed down and finally stopped somewhere in the wilderness with a clang.

next moment--

"Bang!"

The carriage door was suddenly opened, and a group of thugs wearing steel boots, with pistols on their waists and batons in their hands stood at the door of the carriage, roaring angrily and driving all the slaves out of the carriage one by one. There were also special people at the door of the carriage, distributing pickaxes to each of them one by one.

Each slave received one.

There were only three exceptions.

Chen Mang and the other two strong men in the slave carriage who looked obviously ferocious, it was obvious that their main task was to supervise.

"Stand still for me!"

Accompanied by a roar.

All the slaves were crowded in the wilderness, looking somewhat weak, while Chen Mang and the other two slave supervisors were standing at the front of the slaves in their respective carriages. The man standing on the carriage was the middle-aged man who had brought people to teach him a lesson not long ago. He was arranging tasks on the carriage at this time.

"."

Chen Mang casually looked around, feeling the cool fresh air, and felt much more comfortable.

We stayed in the carriage for three days, and the pungent smell in the carriage was enough to conquer everyone.

He was wearing a thin coat, short sleeves underneath, and long trousers. The chill of the early morning wilderness was somewhat penetrating.

All I see around me is wasteland.

The endless wasteland had no trees or ruins, only cracked earth that looked quite desolate. Beside it, there was a small earthen slope of about several meters, with an obvious mine at the inclined cross-section of the slope.

This should be the mine.

It seems obviously non-compliant, and there is almost no safety guarantee, it all depends on fate.

And at this time——

The middle-aged man in steel boots standing on the top of the carriage had already arranged the tasks. Three slave teams entered three areas of the mine to mine respectively. Before that, each slave needed to have a full meal.

Many thugs pulled out several boxes of moldy bread slices and fresh water mixed with mud and sand from the carriage and began to distribute them.

All the slaves kept looking out eagerly and standing on tiptoe to line up to receive the gifts, fearing that they would all be gone by the time it was their turn.

This day.

Each slave received ten slices of bread and three cups of water, which was far more than the usual food supply. Of course, they should eat their fill before doing hard labor.

And they are three slave leaders.

Each person received six hot moldy steamed buns, two bags of pickled mustard greens, two bottles of mineral water, and a walkie-talkie.

When they go down the cave to mine, the train and thugs will be stationed outside the mine. In case of any emergency, they will be contacted via walkie-talkie. Then they need to bring all the slaves out as quickly as possible and escape back to the train.

When the announcement of disbandment, free movement, and going down the cave after dinner.

All the slaves also dispersed, found a place to sit on the ground and started eating.

"Taste it."

Chen Mang turned his head to look at the middle-aged man who had been following him closely, threw a steamed bun and half a bag of pickled mustard greens to him, and then found a quiet corner to sit down.

Chewing the steamed bun in his hand slowly and leisurely.

He wasn't very hungry at the moment, as it had not been long since his last midnight snack.

But in the wilderness, having food to eat is a good thing, and it never hurts to keep yourself physically fit at all times.

He said softly and nonchalantly while looking at the other two slave leaders.

"Do you have a name?"

"Thank you big brother, thank you big brother!"

The middle-aged man, who looked rather slick, carefully took the hot steamed bun and kept expressing gratitude. When he heard the new big brother asking his name, he was slightly stunned, and then whispered with excitement in his eyes.

"Brother, my name is Lao Zhu."

"Lao?"

"Yeah, this last name is rather obscure."

Chen Mang shook his head and couldn't help laughing: "What kind of parents would name their child Pig?"

"When I was little, my family was quite poor. My parents hoped that I could live a happy life like a pig, with enough food and drink to eat and wake up naturally every day."

"My mother has an intellectual disability. She had four limbs amputated in a car accident when she was young. She married my father after she met him. My father is deaf and mute and does manual labor on construction sites."

“Living in an abandoned shipping container.”

"Shortly after I was born, my mother died in a fire at home alone. My father fell from a scaffold and died when I was nine."

"But think about it, it's better if they die."

"If I live to the end of the world, it will be even more painful."

"."

The smile on Chen Mang's face slowly froze. He didn't say anything, but just took another bite of the steamed bun and chewed it with an expressionless face.

But Lao Zhu didn't care about it at all, and had an excited smile on his face.

At the end of the world.

Name is very important. Asking a person's name is, in a sense, a preliminary acceptance of that person. For example, the leader of the thugs on this train did not ask the eldest brother's name.

After all, it is meaningless to know the name of someone who can be replaced at any time.

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