My Doomsday Train

Wait——

A flash of inspiration suddenly struck Chen Mang's mind. If he activated the Car Blades while initiating the 'Train Stunt' Death Spin, wouldn't the power be significantly amplified?

The entire train would directly resemble a massive, high-speed rotating crossbow bolt, hurtling towards the monster!

Level 10 Car Blades, Level 10 Drill, Level 6 Armor.

Combined, the drill and car blades would achieve an effect greater than the sum of their parts. Indeed, spinning generates even greater power.

“The theory is sound.”

Chen Mang nodded, wondering how effective it would be in practice. He decided to find a large monster to test it on when the opportunity arose.

Just then, his peripheral vision caught sight of the group of residents on the open ground, all frozen in place, and he frowned slightly.

What's wrong with them all?

Poisoned?

“That…”

After an unknown amount of time, Old Zhu was jolted awake by the burning sensation of the cigarette on his finger. He hastily threw the cigarette on the ground, stuck his finger in his mouth to cool it down, and muttered in shock, “Biaozi… did you see that? Did the Stellar Train just… spin?”

“I saw it.”

Biaozi took a deep breath. His mouth had been open for too long, causing his throat to ache slightly. After swallowing several times, he rubbed his throat and said hoarsely, “It did spin. I… I'm a little dazed.”

“What do you mean?”

“I was also a train captain, but as far as I remember, trains shouldn't be able to spin. This… this is a bit beyond my comprehension.”

“Could it be a feature unique to Level 4 trains?”

Old Zhu looked blankly and dazedly at the Stellar Train, which was quietly parked on the wasteland as if it hadn't moved at all. If he didn't clearly remember the scene just now, he would have even suspected that he was hallucinating.

“I don't know.”

Biaozi shook his head. “My highest rank was only as a Level 2 train captain, and that was before the apocalypse. How would I know what Level 4 trains have? But I can be sure of one thing…”

“Even a Level 4 train shouldn't be able to do what Boss Mang did, right?”

“What makes you say that?”

“If every train could do what Boss Mang did, then this resource area wouldn't just be accessible to us. Others would have come long ago. That drone is probably from another train trying to see which train is mining here.”

“That makes sense.”

Then, Old Zhu took a deep breath and shouted at the group of residents behind him, who were all frozen in place and hadn't moved for a long time, “Stop watching, all of you! Get to work!”

“So what if it spun? What's the big deal!”

Especially those four hundred newly joined Stellar Train residents.

At this time, they were frantically swinging their pickaxes and quickly mining iron ore, afraid that if they mined too slowly, they would be sold by the Stellar Train. During this period, they had witnessed the treatment of slaves in the Stellar Train. Oh no, residents. In the Stellar Train, they were not slaves, but residents.

Only then did they realize what kind of hard life they had lived before!!!

So, even in the apocalypse, even as slaves, you guys usually live so well!

They could eat 20 slices of bread a day and be full, with fillings, and there was even a promotion mechanism. As long as they mined a lot of ore, they could not only have better treatment, but also have their own house, buy cigarettes, buy meat, and buy many things that they would never have dared to think about when they were slaves.

Where was this the apocalypse!

This was simply heaven!

At this time, these 400+ people had no intention of causing trouble at all. They just wanted to quickly mine and be promoted to Level 1 resident status, so that they could get extra "Stellar Coupons" every day.

If they were sold to other trains again, they would have to suffer again.

To be precise, it was 300+ people. Among these people, there were 40+ who chose to sell their bodies.

It's just that on the previous trains, it was forced, while on the Stellar Train, it was a free choice.

“The thinking of the masses should still be guided.”

Old Zhu looked at the group of residents not far away who were working hard to mine and smiled with satisfaction. When everyone was mining, no one would just bury their heads and work, after all, mining was boring, and they would still chat with each other from time to time to relieve boredom.

And he deliberately disrupted these 400 people and scattered them among the crowd.

While chatting, they would talk about how miserable these people used to be, and how good they realized you were living after coming to the Stellar Train.

Making the original group of people on the Stellar Train have a stronger sense of identity and pride in the Stellar Train.

The cohesion of the masses can also be stronger.

In this way, the enthusiasm for work can be better.

The treatment is all compared. With the treatment currently given by the Stellar Train, not to mention being ranked first, but even looking at the entire world, it should be in the top 30%.

After the train level is raised, iron ore is not so scarce. Basically, every train will do to feed the slaves, but

They definitely don’t eat as well as them.

Their bread is still filled, and the bread on other trains is at most not moldy, and the taste alone is not at the same level.

Not to mention that they have a clear promotion mechanism here, and various things that can be exchanged.

Although this group of people already has a high sense of identity with the train, looking at the outside world, the sense of identity will be even higher.

“.Ah?”

On the Shahe Plain, a middle-aged man sitting in front of a console in a train looked at the screen and his suddenly interrupted picture with a blank face, and subconsciously looked up at the empty plain in front of him.

He was driving the train on the plain looking for mines.

As a result, the target-seeking radar suddenly told him that there was a train in front of him.

Looking at the screen.

The train was actually mining in that swamp. There was a large area of high-level resource mines in the center of that swamp. This was something that almost everyone on the Shahe Plain knew, after all, that area of high-level resource mines was too dense.

But.

He suddenly discovered that there was a train mining inside!!!

At first, he thought it was the "Flesh Train" going to play. There were several Flesh Trains in Shahe Plain that had wandered in, and the Flesh Train had a high resistance to corrosion, but the Flesh Train didn't need things like iron ore.

Before, a train had reached cooperation with the Flesh Train.

The mechanical train sent all its slaves to the Flesh Train, letting the Flesh Train take his slaves in to mine, and then bring the ore back. As a reward, the mechanical train was willing to take out a Murphy Stone.

Well, this reward is still generous.

After all, the Flesh Train didn't need to pay anything; it just needed to take the Mechanical Train's slaves inside, stay there for a few days, and then come out. The Flesh Train agreed very readily.

But—

Shortly after that batch of slaves entered the Flesh Train, the Mechanical Train's conductor received the news that all the slaves he had sent had died. He immediately contacted the Flesh Train in anger, and the other party replied that some components had malfunctioned and eaten his slaves.

The Mechanical Train's conductor naturally couldn't accept this and angrily questioned on the spot, 'What component could be out of control like that!'

But the Flesh Train's conductor replied with a serious face, 'The Flesh Train's components are prone to going out of control from time to time. Even I myself lose control occasionally. If you keep nagging, do you believe I'll lose control and come after you?'

Then, several other Flesh Train conductors came out to testify that the Flesh Train's components could indeed malfunction after being stimulated. The matter was then dropped, and the Mechanical Train gradually disappeared afterward.

It was probably because the conductor exhausted himself to death mining.

No one could enter this area anymore, until today when he encountered another train mining here, and it wasn't a Flesh Train, because the number of red dots on the target acquisition radar was simply too high.

There couldn't be so many people on a Flesh Train.

So, he sent out a drone to investigate and confirmed that there was indeed a Mechanical Train mining there, and the number of slaves was extremely high, at least over a thousand. It was the Mechanical Train with the most slaves he had ever seen.

Following that—

“. ”

The man fell silent, his expression complex. Then, he saw the train turn around and destroy his drone with unstoppable force. Using drones to spy on information was an offensive act, and he didn't expect his drone to return anyway.

But—

Was it necessary to use a Train Special Ability?

It was just a small drone; didn't you have a heavy machine gun? A few bullets would have wrecked his drone.

It was like he didn't even use a basic attack, just took a look from afar, and the opponent sprinted and flashed in front of him and unleashed their ultimate move.

Crazy!

Are Train Special Abilities supposed to be used so casually!

Although he didn't know what the Train Special Ability that made the train spin was called, he was sure it was a Train Special Ability. Only a 'Train Special Ability' could do such an unbelievable thing, and on the Sand River Plain, those who currently possessed Train Special Abilities were basically the people from the Flesh Trains.

Currently, he hadn't heard of anyone obtaining a 'Train Special Ability' through serendipitous encounters or by killing bosses. It could only be obtained through Train Potential, and it had to be B-grade potential or higher.

There are currently only two trains on the Sand River Plain that are B-grade or higher.

One is the A-grade potential 'World-Weary'.

He had seen that one. The train in the middle of the swamp wasn't World-Weary, so it could only be the recent rising star, the S-grade potential 'Stellar'.

"The temperaments of the strong are always so volatile."

The man sighed helplessly. Now that he had determined that the other party was Stellar, he could understand this behavior. After all, the other party had S-grade potential, so being a bit temperamental was understandable, but—

It was so frustrating.

He was just a C-grade potential Mechanical Train, which meant he couldn't get many benefits.

The 'Flesh Train' job-change quest and the 'Mechanical Train' job-change quest were completely incomparable; they weren't even on the same level. Even a B-grade 'Mechanical Train' job-change quest required enough Murphystones to complete. Back then, as a Level 3 train, where was he supposed to get Murphystones?

Fortunately.

He had won the gamble and successfully completed the C-grade job-change quest.

The C-grade difficulty Mechanical Train job-change quest was—

You need to transfer the conductor authority to any member of the train. If the other party transfers the conductor authority back to you within 24 hours, the quest is completed.

Just then—

A ferocious, angry curse suddenly rang out in the train. A battered man, bound by chains in the corner of the train car, glared at the middle-aged man sitting in front of the control panel, his voice trembling with resentment as he cursed.

"You'll die a horrible death! May your children be born without anuses! You're going to die! You won't live to see tomorrow!"

"I trusted you so much, transferring the train conductor position to you, and this is how you repay me!"

"Do you have any conscience?"

"Huh?"

"Do you have any conscience?"

"Sorry, so what?" The middle-aged man sitting at the control panel indifferently picked at his ear. "Back in the White Zone, I used to be the conductor of a Level 3 train, but I became a slave due to an accident."

"Well, I just happened to meet you at this time."

"I acted very loyal, and you trusted me a lot."

"I hid the fact that I used to be a train conductor and remained your loyal second-in-command, wanting to develop the train even better. Then, when you chose a job-change quest, you chose the C-grade difficulty quest without hesitation and chose me."

"Now the train is still developing very well in my hands."

"And I didn't kill you."

"Anyway, wasn't your wish to always develop the train well enough? So, what difference does it make who the conductor is?"

"What do you say, Little Flower?"

Inside the train, the cold, emotionless mechanical voice of the AI quickly rang out.

"What you say is absolutely correct, my conductor."

"I will unconditionally execute any of your orders."

"Look."

The middle-aged man sitting at the control panel nodded in satisfaction. Then, he crossed his legs and looked at the man bound by iron chains in the corner, his expression serious as he said, "I really think you shouldn't resent me. After all, I didn't kill you. You know, in the apocalypse, that's already a great kindness."

"I just want you to watch me, watch the train develop even better in my hands."

"So?" The man in the corner suddenly sneered. "So, you plan to lick that Stellar, hoping he'll leak some good stuff to you?"

"Lick?"

The middle-aged man took a full minute to light the cigar in his hand before shaking his head seriously. "No, no, no, I'm too proud to kneel."

"I'll wait for him here. The moment he leaves the swamp will be his death."

"His mines, his slaves, his resources, including his woman."

"Will all be mine."

"I will inherit everything from him and make the train even greater!"

"Heh."

The battered man sitting in the corner sneered, his eyes filled with resentment as he stared straight at the middle-aged man, saying each word clearly, "Then I curse you to die by his hand! I curse this train and you and me to be reduced to fragments in an explosion!"

"I curse that the day he leaves the ruins will be your death!"

"I curse you to be incontinent with extreme fear in your dying moments!"

"Tsk."

The man sitting at the control panel crossed his legs, unconcerned, playing with the cigar in his hand, his eyes closed as he savored the aroma of the cigar in the air. Then, he opened his eyes, his eyes full of playful laughter.

"You, you're still so naive."

"If curses could kill people, then you should have been invincible long ago."