Doomsday Train, I went crazy by hoarding billions of items.

Chapter 27 My trading principle is to go with my mood.
"Let's leave what happens three days from now," Jiang Ran stretched, lay on the bed, and opened the game panel.

Once on the train, she could use the train shop. She browsed through it, bought some items she would need for the next dungeon, and then opened the chat lobby.

As soon as I opened the app, my screen was flooded with messages tagging the "Miss Black Stockings".

"@MissBlackStockings. Weren't you the one taking supplies from the last-class carriage just now? Didn't they say the safe would open once they died?!"

"@MissBlackStockings. Damn it, are you kidding us?! All three of them are dead, [image], open the safe now!"

"[Image] I took a screenshot. If you see this woman, don't let her get away with it! She forced us to kill each other at gunpoint, and as a result, we couldn't even open the supply crates. She's a vicious and despicable woman!"

"I saw her walking towards the A-class carriage before, [image], is this the black-stockinged young lady herself? She said in the dungeon that she wanted to rule the entire train, so I'm not surprised at all that she would do something like this."

"How come that scum didn't die in the last dungeon! If I run into her, I'll avenge everyone!"

……

These messages and questions were exactly what Jiang Ran had expected.

After all, she never intended to give these people any supplies.

Yes, the claim that "the safe will open automatically" is false.

Apart from the two knives, the other supplies were immediately put back into Jiang Ran's spatial storage the moment they were thrown into the safe.

From beginning to end, her only intention was to use these people to kill Scarface and his gang.

In her previous life, the torment she suffered in the last-class carriage was no less than that in the dungeon. Regardless of whether those people were from the same batch or not, it was already good enough that she didn't take her anger out on them and kill them. Why would she want supplies?

Those "righteously indignant" remarks did not cause any emotional fluctuation in Jiang Ran. She was only curious about how the matter had directly involved the young lady in black stockings, so she scrolled up the record.

Then they discovered that, initially, only the people in the last-class carriages noticed that even though the scarred man and his companions had stopped breathing, the safe hadn't been opened as Jiang Ran had said.

So someone posted a screenshot of the scarred man and his companions' deaths in the group chat and tried to find the woman who had just "forced" them to kill each other.

The bloody photos naturally aroused everyone's dissatisfaction, and the person who posted the photos was tagged in various ways, saying that he was inhumane, that the players' situation was already so difficult, and that they still had to kill each other, and so on.

The players in the last-class carriages naturally didn't want to take the blame, so they shifted all the blame onto Jiang Ran.

The story goes that a woman wearing sun-protective clothing and with her face completely covered forced them to kill each other at gunpoint.

Adding a picture of Jiang Ran's back view, players kept being drawn to the "Black Silk Lady," and the focus of the discussion shifted to finding her.

Jiang Ran calmly sent a "?" in the group chat.

The heated discussion paused for a moment, but some people quickly reacted, criticizing the young lady in black stockings for doing such a cruel thing in a righteous tone, and some even demanded that she fulfill her promise to provide the supplies to others.

Some of their tones were clearly meant to stir up trouble, urging everyone to uncover the true identity of the "black-stockinged young lady," on the grounds that "we can't let this kind of person corrupt the atmosphere of the train."

Putting aside how ridiculous the "atmosphere" on this train was, Jiang Ran could roughly guess what they wanted to do just by looking at those words.

Perhaps in their eyes, a "brainless" woman who only accumulated resources through beta testing could be easily brought under their control by simply intimidating her and having someone else play the good cop. The black-stockinged young lady: "Explain? Do you deserve it? Don't worry, everyone who's tried to label me has been blacklisted. Just pray you don't come begging to me one day."

After saying that, she folded up the bullet manufacturing blueprints, leaving only her name visible, and sent them to the group chat.

Upon seeing the words "universal bullets," the entire group chat instantly erupted in excitement!
Rows of exclamation marks and question marks conveyed the shock and awe in everyone's hearts.

Back when everyone was still living in the age of cold weapons, and even if they had guns, they could only count the bullets they used, how could the young lady in black stockings have quietly produced bullet blueprints?!
With such strategic resources, her status will likely rise significantly!

The entire group chat's tone shifted from that point on.

Some unfamiliar IDs jumped out to support Jiang Ran, while condemning those who had previously "slandered," "smeared," and "despicable," and at the same time hurriedly adding Jiang Ran as a friend, trying to get closer to her.

Jiang Ran smiled without saying a word.

These IDs rarely appear in group chats, but that doesn't stop them from quietly building their own factions.

They learned early on to band together and hide themselves behind the scenes, so that whatever they wanted to achieve, they could just have their subordinates fan the flames.

For example, this time they're trying to find out the true identity of the "Black Stockings Lady".

Jiang Ran accepted all the friend requests from these people, and soon some people were openly or secretly inquiring about what Jiang Ran needed and whether she had already set up the manufacturing platform.

She ignored it and instead sent a photo directly to the group chat.

The neatly arranged bullets of different models on the pristine white tablecloth speak volumes more than any words.

The young lady in black stockings: "Don't try to get close to me. I just want to be a businesswoman. And my only principle in trading is to do whatever I feel like."

After sending this message, Jiang Ran closed the chat room.

Some were happy, some were sad. The players who had just denounced Jiang Ran were now filled with regret, especially when they saw that their channels for adding friends were blocked. They couldn't afford to offend the black-stockinged young lady, so they could only direct their anger at the players in the last-class carriage.

The players in the last-class carriages huddled like quails, not daring to utter another word.

Jiang Ran's ostentatious display of her supplies was certainly not simply for showing off.

The idea that "the black-stockinged young lady has no shortage of supplies" has become deeply ingrained in people's minds. Jiang Ran had long planned to use this alt account to handle all transactions in the game. She wanted to make her the first trading partner that all players would think of when they wanted to buy or sell something.

The display of bullets was also meant to emphasize that she not only had basic supplies, but also had no shortage of strategic consumables most needed to build a faction—although these bullets were actually the batch she had stockpiled during the closed beta.

However, the surge in friend requests from the woman in black stockings shows that this display has achieved the result she wanted.

Once she gets her hands on the manufacturing station, that's when the real career of the Black Silk Lady begins.

As for whether they could gather all the fragments of the manufacturing platform... Jiang Ran had no doubts whatsoever; it was just a matter of time.

More than any of these things, she was more concerned about an item she desperately wanted in the upcoming Snow Country instance.

(End of this chapter)