My Doomsday Train.

Chapter 84: The first thing you see when you open your eyes is a fixed consumption of 1460 units of iron ore.
at this time--

There was a knock on the door outside the train. Soon, Lao Zhu pushed the door open and reported quietly, "Mr. Mang, I've taken Shanmaozi to check on all the survivors we rescued today. His girlfriend is not among them."

"Ah."

Chen Mang hadn't held out much hope. With the death rate, the chances of Shanmaozi's girlfriend surviving weren't great. He simply instructed, "Feed these new survivors lightly tonight, and ask if there are any couples among them."

"If there are any lovers, bring them to me."

"Kill the troublemakers who are causing trouble."

"clear."

After hesitating for a moment, Lao Zhu whispered again, "Master Mang, I specially found female slaves to wash Ji Chuchu and those little stars. They have been washed and are now staying in the thugs' compartment. They can come anytime."

"Let Ji Chuchu come over."

"Yes."

"stop looking."

Inside the thugs' car, Lao Zhu rolled his eyes at Hei Hao and said unhappily, "Don't look at me. Master Mang wants Ji Chuchu to go over there. Don't wait until Ji Chuchu takes the position. I'll make a note of this for you. By then, your life will be in danger."

"Can"

Hei Hao looked at Ji Chuchu's curvy figure as she left, his Adam's apple rolling as he whispered, "Didn't Master Mang tell us brothers to work hard and wait until we finish the Doomsday Abyss?"

"Snapped!"

Before Lao Zhu could say anything, Biaozi slapped Heihao on the head and said, "Why are you so talkative? Are you so obsessed with a woman?"

"That's not just any woman, that's a celebrity."

"It's celebrities who are deadly. Since ancient times, beautiful women have always been the cause of trouble. Speak less. If you want to die, don't take me with you."

"I know what you're thinking."

Old Pig's face was icy as he spoke word by word, "I need to remind you, there is only one voice on this train, and that is Master Mang's voice."

"The control of all firepower weapons is in the hands of Mr. Mang."

"Forget the trivial matter of retracting a promise. No matter how many problems I have, anyone who complains will end up dead. Only the superior can bring up the promise of a superior. If the superior doesn't bring it up, anyone bringing it up is forcing the emperor to abdicate."

"Do you understand this principle?"

"Of course I understand."

Biaozi said with a serious face: "Don't worry, Captain Zhuche, we definitely understand this principle. Heihao just got confused for a moment."

Inside the train.

Ji Chuchu pushed the door open and walked in, with a hint of panic on her face. She was wearing a suspender skirt and kneeling on the blanket. She didn't dare to look up at the mysterious man sitting in front of her, and almost buried her head in her chest.

Just by the ear
But a familiar voice came.

She couldn't help but look up at the screen in the train compartment next to her. The screen was playing a variety show she had recorded before. Soon she lowered her head again, her eyes full of anxiety.

I do not know how long it has been.

"Tsk."

Sitting at the control desk, Chen Mang crossed his legs on the table and puffed on a cigarette. He looked at Ji Chuchu on the variety show and couldn't help but sighed, "Her acting is indeed average."

He tilted his head to look at Ji Chuchu who was kneeling obediently on the blanket beside him, stretched out his cane to lift her chin, looked at her pitiful and rosy cheeks, looked her up and down for a few times before speaking casually.

"The real thing looks better."

Chen Mang nodded in approval, then ignored Ji Chuchu and continued to stare at the variety show on the screen. After a while, he couldn't help but sigh again, "How can someone be so bad at acting in a variety show?"

"I shouldn't look like a philanthropist. Everyone on this train must demonstrate their own value in order to be protected by the train. Are you valuable?"

"Have."

Ji Chuchu breathed a sigh of relief, raised her head, and looked at Chen Mang with charming eyes. The anxiety in her eyes disappeared a lot, and there was even a hint of a smile in her eyes: "My acting skills on stage are average, but my acting skills off stage are still very good."

"for example?"

"for example."

Ji Chuchu, who was kneeling on the ground, laughed: "For example... like this."

"."

Chen Mang looked at Ji Chuchu who was kneeling obediently beside him again. The other party's face was no longer so uneasy. He slowly lit a cigarette, took a long puff, and chuckled.

"It's really not bad."

"As long as you like it, Master."

Then he called Lao Zhu over using the intercom.

soon--

Lao Zhu pushed the door open without even glancing at Ji Chuchu, who was standing beside him. He said respectfully and hoarsely, "Master Mang, you're looking for me."

"Ah."

Chen Mang nodded and thought for a while before speaking. "She will be treated as a first-class slave on the Star Train and live in the thug car. You should have statistics on the number of slaves mining in the Doomsday Abyss these days. You and Biaozi are at the top of the list. As for the rest, there are also a group of young stars who have come to the bottom. You can make the arrangements accordingly."

"Okay, take it down."

"clear."

Lao Zhu nodded, and Ji Chuchu, who was kneeling on the ground next to him, breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that surviving should not be a problem. Being a star also had advantages in the doomsday. No matter who captured her, her life was basically guaranteed.

Stellar, inside the thug car.

Biaozi looked at Ji Chuchu, who had already eaten sixteen slices of bread and was still eating, with a complicated expression. He couldn't help but sigh, "You really can eat. I guess you must have been starving before."

at last.

After eating the seventeenth slice of bread, Ji Chuchu patted her stomach in satisfaction, burped, and licked the bread stains at the corner of her mouth as if she was still savoring the taste.

"It really is"

“That’s too much to eat.”

Four days later.

They searched all the suburbs of Taiping City and rescued almost all the survivors who could be brought out, a total of 801 people.

The deeper you go, the fewer survivors there are. Together with the slaves that were already on the train, there are now over 1000 slaves on the train.

As for the urban area of ​​Taiping City, the collapse of high-rise buildings was too serious and the terrain was too harsh, making it difficult for even the Star Train to penetrate deep into it.

nothing else
The Star Train has currently reached the top of the "Regional Rankings" with a power value of nearly 4000, completely crushing the second place. Moreover, it reached the top as a level 2 train. In the past few days, the train radio station has been in an uproar.

Based on his calculations over the past few days, Chen Mang has roughly guessed where the survivors of Taiping City have gone.

Data doesn’t lie.

Even if the power values ​​of all trains on the "Regional Rankings" were calculated based on the number of survivors, the total number would only be over 100,000. Therefore, after excluding the possibility of an extremely high mortality rate, the probability is...
After the apocalypse, most of the survivors in Taiping City were randomly teleported.

Teleport to another area.

This ensures that there are initial survivors in some sparsely populated areas for the train to take in, so that the train conductor will not have to wander around for a long time in those sparsely populated areas without finding a single survivor.

A train without survivors, like a train without energy stones, will break down sooner or later.

This would explain why there are only a few survivors in Taiping City.

At this time, it was just dawn.

Chen Mang controlled the Star Train and drove it rapidly across the wasteland. The "Resource Detection Radar" continued to explore nearby resource points. He built 8 new ordinary carriages to carry these slaves.

But this is obviously not a long-term solution.

It was impossible for him to install level 8 armor on all eight carriages. The cost was too high and the current resources did not support such extravagance. Moreover, there were too many hidden dangers in the eight slave carriages, which greatly affected the flexibility of the train.

He planned to stuff all the new slaves into the refrigerator.

However, to build a level 10 refrigerator with the "Universe Inside" effect, 4500 units of iron ore are required.

With so many slaves, at least four more refrigerators would be needed to hold them all, which would equal 1.8 units of iron ore.

Now he only has
1000 units of iron ore.

There are too many slaves. Not only does it require more food, but it is also a problem to accommodate them. We also need to recruit a few more thugs, otherwise it will be difficult for the current ten thugs to maintain order. More than a thousand people is not a small number.

The amount piled up in the square is enough to cover the entire square.

finally--

"Drip drip"

As the resource detection radar beeped, he finally found a level 1 iron ore in the wasteland. Although he now looked down on the level 1 iron ore, a mosquito is still meat, not to mention that he needed this little mosquito meat now.

quickly!

The 200 old slaves originally in the train began to get off the train one by one, carrying their pickaxes and going into the mine to start a new day of mining. There had been no mining in the past few days, so for these slaves, it was a long time of rest and they were full of energy.

As for why new slaves are not allowed to do it.

The train currently has no extra iron ore to make a new level 2 pickaxe. It takes 2 units of iron ore to make a level 10 pickaxe. To equip each of the 800 new slaves with a pickaxe, 8000 units of iron ore are needed.

After dark.

When the old slave came out of the mine with a pickaxe, he brought back 2400 units of iron ore.
This amount of iron ore is not even enough to make pickaxes for the new slaves. It’s not that the slaves are lazy, but this is the nature of level 1 iron ore. Unlike level 2 iron ore, one unit of level 2 iron ore is equal to ten units of level 1 iron ore.

The efficiency remains the same, but the output increases tenfold.

The next day, it was dawn.

Chen Mang used the 2400 units of iron ore from yesterday to make 240 pickaxes, which he distributed to 240 new slaves. He asked some of the new slaves to work in the mine together with the old slaves, and they brought out 4000 units of iron ore that day.

The work efficiency of new slaves is obviously much lower. There are many factors, including mentality problems, physical fitness problems, etc., but these are all okay, they will be slowly trained later.

Day three.

The 4000 units of iron ore brought out yesterday were turned into 400 pickaxes and distributed to 400 new slaves.

This day.

Brought out 7000 units of iron ore.

Although it is a level 1 iron mine, the output of the iron mine at this time is almost comparable to the daily output of the level 2 iron mine under the Doomsday Abyss. Before the goblins came, the daily output of that level 2 iron mine was just over 1 units of iron ore.

Fourth day.

Chen Mang took out more than a thousand units of iron ore and made more than a hundred pickaxes to distribute. Now all the slaves had their own pickaxes, and the mining progress became faster.

On this day, 8000 units of iron ore were brought out.

The fifth day.
There was no fifth day. After the fourth day, the mine was mined out.

Although the output of a level 1 iron mine is not fixed, it is basically within the range of 2 units of iron ore.

Counting the food and water consumed in the past few days.

There are currently 9000 units of iron ore in the train, which is still not enough to build four level 10 refrigerators. We need to continue looking for level 1 iron ore.

On the wasteland.

The Star Train is speeding towards an unknown destination, and the "Resource Detection Radar" is constantly running.

Lao Zhu walked into the carriage and began to report the daily consumption details to Chen Mang.

"Mr. Mang."

"All of our Level 1 and Level 2 slaves now have two meals a day. Each person only eats twenty slices of bread a day, plus four bottles of mineral water. Hard labor and sweating can easily lead to dehydration."

"Ten slices of bread equal one unit of iron ore. Making ten bottles of mineral water requires ten slices of bread, which is one unit of iron ore."

"Each slave consumes 2.4 units of iron ore per day."

"With over 200 slaves, including thugs, the daily cost is 500 units of iron ore."

"We've added a new batch of slaves. They're treated like Level 3 slaves, with ten slices of bread and two bottles of mineral water daily. Their daily consumption is 1.2 units of iron ore. With a total of 800 people, that's 960 units of iron ore consumed per day."

"Master Mang, your initial instructions were that the food rations would remain the same regardless of whether there was mining or not. The food rations would not be reduced just because there was no mining on that day."

"That is to say—"

"Even if the Star Train is doing nothing, it consumes 1460 units of iron ore every day."

“If there are no mines to mine today, it’s pure consumption.”

"It was fine before when there were few slaves, but now there are too many. If we don't have at least 10,000 units of iron ore stored on the train, and we can't find any for several days, these slaves will starve to death."

(End of this chapter)