My Doomsday Train.

Chapter 61: He has to take the blame too?

Say it.

Chen Mang didn't say anything else, but returned to the train compartment alone.

Only Biaozi and Laozhu were left, their bodies disheveled in the wind. After a while, Biaozi looked at Laozhu with a mournful expression, "Captain Zhu, my 'cluster thinking' has been kept active for a long time. I didn't say anything bad about Mr. Mang, did I?"

"Maybe not."

Lao Zhu breathed a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, I didn't join in the collective thinking just now. Okay, let's get to work. From now on, try not to mutter about me behind my back."

"what?"

Biaozi looked at Lao Zhu's departing back, his eyes full of confusion and puzzlement. Wasn't it you who started it?
He has to take the blame for this too?

soon--

After dark, the slaves returned to the train carrying their pickaxes and began lining up to receive today's food, also bringing back a large amount of iron ore.

Including what was left over from yesterday, there are now 14403 units of iron ore in the train.

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Inside the train, Chen Mang looked at the open-pit iron mine that was obviously smaller in size. He was lost in thought and didn't speak. Only the scarlet light flickered in the train. At the current rate, the iron mine would be mined out in about a month.

The mineral content in different mines is different.

The ore content of this mine is obviously higher than the level 1 iron ore he encountered at the beginning.

Of course, once this group of goblins joins, the speed will be much faster.

During the day today, a total of more than 60 goblins who looked stupid successfully reached the Abyss of Doom. He controlled the train to the edge of the cliff and picked it up.

This goblin also doesn't know the specific coordinates of the other goblins, he can only contact those goblins and then send out the coordinates of the Doomsday Abyss. He can't pick anyone up even if he wants to.

Some must have been killed along the way.

There should be some remaining goblins on the way. The Tieling Wasteland is not small, so it will take some time to get here.

The means of transportation for these goblins are all "Goblin Merchants". Yes, that's the goblin merchant who carries a cloth bag and drops rewards when killed.

According to that guy, among the goblins, "goblin merchants" are extremely special. These goblins are born with excellent leg strength, which is why they can be merchants. These goblins are goblin merchants from birth.

It can reach a top speed of 150km per hour, has long endurance, and is capable of carrying a great amount of weight.

When he saw.

When a dozen goblins rode on the goblin merchant's head like a pyramid and rushed towards him at a speed of 150 kilometers per hour, he was silent. For a moment, he even considered whether the "goblin merchant" could replace the wheel.

Simply install four goblin merchants under each carriage, and then let the goblin merchants carry the train.

If you don't consume energy stones, just consume some bread slices.

"Ugh."

Chen Mang sighed and rubbed his temples lightly. After accepting the cultural differences between different races, he spent 4400 units of iron ore to upgrade the "Simple Medicine Box" to level 10.

The box remains unchanged, and of course, the name remains unchanged.

The things in the box are still the same: bandages, spray, and suture kit.

But the effect of the two extra supermodels can be said to be completely worth the price of admission.
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"Simple First Aid Kit Level 5 Super Model Effect": Trauma spray, can heal most injuries in a short time.

"Simple Medical Kit Level 10 Super Model Effect": Suture Set. Any broken limb will be restored to its original state after being re-sutured and successfully restored.
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These two effects can greatly improve the current medical level of trains.

It is worth mentioning that--

The "Simple First Aid Kit" is a one-time accessory, which means that when the spray is used up, if you want to get the spray with this effect again, you have to create another Simple First Aid Kit and then upgrade it to level five again.

The suture set can be used all the time. But it takes some time to estimate.

This bottle of spray can be used forty or fifty times without any problem. There will be no need to build a second first aid kit in the short term.

He threw the two things into Biaozi's hand and said, "Go and treat the wounds of these goblins."

"clear."

And at this time.

Outside the train.

A group of level 2 goblins holding machetes gathered together with distracted eyes. The intelligent goblin in the front was staring blankly at the slaves lining up for food, his eyes full of disbelief as he slowly opened his mouth.

After a long time.

He looked down at the two pieces of bread in his hands that he had been reluctant to eat, and he felt as if his worldview had collapsed.

Today, a human prophet gave him three pieces of delicious bread. He ate one and was reluctant to eat the remaining two.

The taste lingers in your mouth.

He had always thought that this was food that only human prophets were qualified to eat, but now the slaves were lining up to receive it, and everyone got a share, and ten pieces each?

When did slaves become so well treated?
this.
How can you do this?

He took a deep breath and stared at the large amount of bread slices in the basket with some drool. He stuffed the two slices of bread in his arms into his mouth at once. The wound at the corner of his mouth made him feel a slight sting when chewing, but he began to look forward to the mining trip after his injury recovered.

At this time, Biaozi, holding the spray, also came over. He followed the goblin's gaze and quickly understood everything. He couldn't help laughing and said, "You can also go and get them. Ten pieces each, everyone gets a share."

"Humph."

The goblin sneered and glanced at Biaozi with disdain: "Foolish human, I haven't even done any mining today, how can I claim the reward after mining?!"

"As a senior executive of the Star, don't you even understand this little bit of etiquette?"

"If rules can be broken at will, then what's the point of having rules?"

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The smile on Biaozi's face slowly froze. He handed the spray in his hand to him expressionlessly, and said in a hoarse voice without any emotion: "I'll treat your external injuries and treat those goblin cubs as well."

“It’s a tribe member.”

"Yes, goblin people."

Inside the train.

Chen Mang sat at the control panel, ignoring what was happening outside. Lao Zhu and others could handle these trivial matters. He opened the bag of the rich goblin businessman today, which contained several glowing objects, and prepared to check the harvest this time.

Four goblin merchants also came today, but it was only because of the rules.

The Goblin Merchant's bag cannot be opened until the Goblin Merchant dies.

He had no intention of killing these goblin merchants, mainly because the rewards were not worth it. If he killed these goblin merchants, they would be valuable treasures. The goblin merchants could reach a maximum speed of 150km per hour. In the doomsday, their value was much higher than the yellow-grade blueprints that dropped with a certain probability.

To put it mildly.

Maybe he will have to be used as a mount by the "Goblin Merchant" in the future. If he leaves the train to go to other areas, the presence of the Goblin Merchant will give him a lot of security. If he encounters danger, he will ride on his neck and start running away. That speed is difficult for many level 1 trains to catch up.

Even the zombie tide can't catch up.

Don't be fooled by its small size, it has great explosive power.

(End of this chapter)