My Doomsday Train

He said it was a three-day observation period, but in reality, he would choose 10 people to become thugs on this train before nightfall.

After all, he was only one task away from completing his newbie train mission.

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"Within three months, have three thugs and 10 slaves, reward unknown."

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After completing this task, his "Train Panel" would be officially unlocked, and its functions would be revealed.

What's more.

The shorter the time spent, the better the reward.

The reason his other two tasks had such good rewards was because he completed them quickly enough; logically speaking, he might have only received an "Ordinary Train Token."

“Old Zhu.”

“Ah.” Old Zhu, who was rolling up his trouser legs and preparing to scavenge the carriages, immediately stopped and trotted to Chen Mang's side when he heard Mang-ge calling him, whispering, “Mang-ye, what are your orders?”

“You don't need to scavenge anymore. I need a vice-captain, and I've chosen you.”

Chen Mang patted Old Zhu's shoulder and chuckled, “You've served as a vice-captain before, so you have experience. I'll go to the train office later to officially appoint you and give you the corresponding permissions.”

“When the time comes, you can also tell me about the things to pay attention to when becoming a train captain for the first time. This is also my first time as a train captain.”

“I'll need your help in the future.”

A look of disbelief and excitement flashed in Old Zhu's eyes, and he immediately knelt on the ground, his voice hoarse with tears in his eyes, “Mang-ge, don't worry, I won't fail!”

Actually,

When he saw Chen Mang suddenly take out a Train Token and become the train captain, he knew that he had met a benefactor, and his identity would soon transform from a slave to a vice-captain.

Besides him, there was no other candidate.

He was the only one here who had served as a vice-captain, and he was also the first to cozy up, so it could only be him.

A train cannot be run by one person alone; it requires multiple people to run it together. The train captain can't possibly handle all the tedious tasks, but he still had to show an expression of disbelief and excitement.

As a subordinate, try not to refuse the kindness of superiors, and when receiving goodwill from superiors, give feedback that is as clear as possible, without being too emotionally reserved.

He didn't know how to be a superior.

But he had been a subordinate his whole life, and he knew exactly how to be a qualified subordinate.

Moreover, this superior seemed much better than his previous train captain. Not only did he not have any strange fetishes, but he also had a strong sense of conviction, giving off a natural feeling of being a superior, with an innate superior's aura, completely without the feeling of a petty person succeeding.

“That…”

Old Zhu hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked, “Mang-ge, there are seven or eight women among these slaves. They are currently covered in dirt and rags, so you can't see their figures and appearances. Should I have them take a bath later and bring them over for Mang-ge to take a look?”

“No need.”

Chen Mang shook his head, “Our current situation is still relatively dangerous, and we don't even have basic security guarantees. We don't have the mind to worry about these things. Did your previous train captain like this kind of thing?”

“Sort of.”

Old Zhu scratched the back of his head and whispered somewhat helplessly, “The previous train captain had a fetish for 'raising athlete's foot.' He specifically found a few slaves with severe athlete's foot to ensure that his athlete's foot could be maintained.”

“Then, he would pick out a few girls from the slaves and use boiling water to soak his feet every day, while twisting a towel into a ball and constantly pulling it between his toes.”

“He said this was the most enjoyable thing in the world, a million times more enjoyable than a wedding night, but he didn't touch those women.”

And at this moment—

All the slaves had also collected the resources and placed them neatly on the side. Chen Mang waved his hand, signaling the slaves to move the resources next to the train office, and then had Old Zhu count all the resources.

Standing on the wasteland, Chen Mang looked at the group of slaves standing in place not far away, looking somewhat uneasy. The level 1 train's manufacturable "Vehicle Accessories" only had a moldy bread slice production line, and no sand-mixed purified water production line.

That is to say.

Originally, the train could have given them purified water to drink, but it had to go the extra mile to add some sand to it.

However, he quickly understood the situation.

A means of artificially creating a class difference.

He planned to return to the mine later to continue mining.

After becoming the train captain, he realized that it seemed like whatever he did, he needed "iron ore," and he had to have enough iron ore.

He also vaguely had a list of candidates for thugs in his mind, with a dozen or so people who were clearly stronger than the others.

Soon—

Old Zhu trotted over, “Mang-ge, all the resources have been counted.”

“Here's the list, please take a look.”

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Chen Mang took a small piece of paper filled with words from Old Zhu's hand, not knowing where he got it.

「12.7mm heavy machine gun level 1 bullets, over 400 rounds.」

「9mm pistol level 1 bullets, over 200 rounds.」

「12 pistols.」

「One heavy machine gun.」

「A total of 1500 units of iron ore, 120 units of copper ore, 100 units of wood.」

「Over 600 slices of bread, 300 bottles of mineral water, 100 steamed buns, 80 packets of pickled mustard tuber.」

「.」

“Hmm.”

Chen Mang nodded slightly in satisfaction. This looked much more intuitive. Most importantly, he had actually already counted the number of pistols in advance. If the number counted by Old Zhu was inconsistent with his, Old Zhu should be lying in a pool of blood at this time.

He clearly remembered that these pistols were not made by him, but could cause harm to the train captain.

As long as the gun is manufactured by the train, even if the bullets are not manufactured by the train, this gun cannot cause harm to the train captain. This is the train rule.

“Mang-ge.”

Old Zhu standing on the side whispered a reminder, “These pistols cannot be given to these thugs. All trains only give the thugs weapons manufactured by the train's production line, so that the train captain's absolute safety can be guaranteed.”

“Usually, when going out to collect supplies, if a thug or slave picks up a gun and doesn't hand it over, they will be executed immediately once discovered.”

“Hmm.”

Chen Mang put the piece of paper in his arms before turning to look at the train behind him that belonged to him. He hadn't named this train yet.

Currently speaking.

For a level 1 train, the train itself basically doesn't have much lethality. The main combat tasks still need to be completed by thugs wielding guns. When the train is continuously upgraded and higher-grade "Vehicle Accessories" are unlocked.

The train can be truly considered a mobile base with terrifying firepower.

Now it's just a vehicle.

There is still a long way to go.