My Doomsday Train

"Alright."

Old Zhu patted Biaozi's shoulder and said with emotion, "Let's get to work. I'm going to be busy. Mang Ye said we can only stay here for 48 hours, so let's hurry up."

"Go ahead."

Biaozi looked at Zhang Damei in the distance, who had already started using an axe to continuously chop at the ground, digging for anything that might exist underground. He sighed softly and secretly resolved in his heart that after these few days were over.

He had to eat 40 slices of bread every day after he went back!

He would stuff them down even if he had to!

Ten slices of bread only equaled one unit of iron ore, and a rou jia mo required one unit of iron ore.

Then, coupled with combat training in the virtual space, he would strive to improve his physical fitness to 13.5 as soon as possible. He also wanted to pilot a mech quickly.

But—

It had to be said that the comprehensive physical fitness increase from long-term consumption of bread slices was really small. It had been more than ten days since he obtained the iris chip, and he had been mining for ten days on the northernmost mountain in the Shahe Plain.

At this rate, how long would it take for him to improve his comprehensive physical fitness to 13.5? Moreover, there was only one decimal place, and the rest were hidden, which meant that he didn't even know if he had improved from 12.19 to 12.2, or from 12.10 to 12.2.

"I can only..."

Biaozi gritted his teeth slightly, looking at Zhang Damei controlling the mech in the distance, his eyes full of envy. He could only eat more bread slices, eat 100 slices of the damn things!!!

He didn't even know if eating so much of that stuff would be useful or not.

After all, in the apocalypse.

Individual strength is always insignificant. Even if comprehensive physical fitness reaches 20.0, a burst from a heavy machine gun would turn you into a cloud of blood. Didn't you see how tough Zhang Damei's body was, but he was still knocked down by his Gatling gun in the arena?

No matter how high your comprehensive physical fitness is, if you encounter a Level 2 monster with your bare hands, it's useless.

It's just that after your comprehensive physical fitness is high, you have the opportunity to use some heavy individual weapons that require physical fitness, such as... mechs.

...

Chen Mang called Old Zhu over and gave him a few instructions, then recorded the coordinates of this place on the control panel screen and slowly pushed the control lever, driving towards the depths of the black fog.

With the departure of the train.

The visibility here in the mining area instantly decreased, with only dozens of flashlights providing a much weaker light source. After seeing the train leave, a group of train residents put down their work, their faces full of panic, and couldn't help but ask aloud.

"Where did Mang Ye go?"

"Brother Biao, what did Mang Ye go to do? Will he be back?"

"Did something happen?"

The initial excitement on their faces disappeared completely, replaced by anxiety and unease.

Everyone was initially excited because of the free cola these past few days, and because there were so many mines to dig, which meant they could earn more Stellar Vouchers. There was also the sense of security that these Level 3 mines could make the train stronger, and the excitement of coming to an unknown location.

But with the departure of the Stellar Train, all these emotions turned into unease.

They didn't even know where this was.

A place without even a moon or sky, extremely dark. Looking up, they could only see a void-like darkness. When the Stellar Train was here, they still felt very safe, but as soon as the Stellar Train left, everyone panicked.

If some monster popped out, they could only wait for death, not even knowing where to escape.

"Quiet."

Biaozi, with a cold face, held a loudspeaker and looked at the crowd: "Pay attention to the notice issued by Ai Zong in the upper left corner. Mang Ye has gone deeper to continue exploring. There won't be any monsters in this space, and everyone's safety can be guaranteed."

"Even if there is danger, we will stand up to it, and Mang Ye will come too."

"Continue to mine with peace of mind, just like before."

"Is the highest only Level 3 mines..."

In the desolate and darkness-shrouded space, Chen Mang murmured, looking at the resource detection radar on the control panel. Although those two Level 3 iron ore mines were already perfect, and they weren't the Level 3 'Red Heart Rock' mine deep in the Iron Ridge Wasteland.

That Level 3 mine had an extremely small ore content. It only took a little over an hour to mine it all, obtaining 180,000 units of Red Heart Rock.

These two Level 3 iron ore mines had extremely high ore content, with as many as several million units of iron ore, enough to mine for 48 hours.

He had been gone for ten minutes.

Along the way, the resource detection radar kept beeping, with Level 1 and Level 2 mines everywhere. Level 3 mines also appeared from time to time, but he had never encountered a Level 4 mine.

"Doba."

"You're familiar with this place. Are there any Level 4 mines here?"

He turned his head to look at Doba, who was the only person he brought. After all, Doba could be considered a guide here.

"Not familiar."

Doba shook his head and said seriously: "My memory is also a bit vague. I didn't witness the destruction of the Goblin civilization. I didn't live that long. I died before I had time to see that scene."

"Many of my memories have been lost, and only a small part of them are preserved."

"I only remember that I would appear in this space every time after I died, I don't know since when. There are many scattered items buried underground. I started building the Goblin Train after I dug up the Train Token and the pickaxe from the ground."

"I don't know how big this place is."

"I don't know if there are any Level 4 mines, and I've never encountered a Level 4 mine."

Chen Mang nodded and didn't say anything more, just frowned slightly and continued to drive towards the depths of the darkness. At this time, he was already very far away from Biaozi and the others, and had already lost contact. However, in the event of an accident, if someone died, it would be displayed on the train members' list, which would make it easier for him to rush back as soon as possible.

It seems that the highest-level mine in this space might be Level 3?

Just then—

"Hmm?"

He saw a train wreck in the distance, with a total of seven carriages. The carriages were dilapidated and severely abandoned. He immediately controlled the Stellar Train to slowly stop in front of it, and jumped out of the train with Doba and Xiao Ai to observe it closely.

There was nothing inside the carriages.

Including the train compartment, there was nothing, no wreckage, no scattered resources, no food, empty. A very strong smell of decay could be smelled after approaching.

It seemed that the level of this train should not be very high, about a Level 2 or Level 3 train.

The only special thing was—

The wheels of this train were not Wind-Fire Wheels or Spider Feet, but Goblin remains. There were four Goblin skeletons under each carriage. Although it was unknown how long had passed, those dozens of Goblin skeletons were still standing in place, carrying this train on their shoulders with their own shoulders.

It looked a bit like a ghost bride's sedan chair.

"This, this is?"

Doba looked at the scene before him, slightly stunned. Then, a memory deep in his mind suddenly awakened, and he roared with extreme and ferocious anger: "Those beasts! Those beasts really did it in the end!"

"What's going on?"

Chen Mang frowned slightly, looking at the somewhat strange, scrapped goblin train: "Do you recognize this special wheel? It can't be made from goblin merchants, right?"

This was the first time he had seen a "human-shaped" wheel. Although he knew there were many special wheels, such as "spider legs," using goblins as wheels was too strange. He had thought about using goblin merchants as wheels before, after all, goblin merchants had great load-bearing capacity and foot strength, and their endurance was very long.

But it was just a fleeting thought. After all, goblin merchants, when lightly loaded, were indeed fast on their feet, but could only reach a speed of 150km/hour, which was much slower than other wheels.

The only possible advantage was lower energy consumption: ten slices of bread and a bottle of cola per hundred kilometers.

"No."

Doba took a deep breath, his eyes slightly red, his body tense, and his voice trembling slightly: "These wheels are made from black market merchants."

"Before I died, I remember that the Goblin Think Tank proposed an idea to use black market merchants as wheels to build a train. This way, the train could have the random teleportation ability of black market merchants, and could completely penetrate the enemy's interior, becoming an invisible ghost train."

"But—"

"When black market merchants carry heavy objects on their bodies, they will not teleport the heavy objects away with them, they will only teleport themselves. The only way is to embed the black market merchants and the train together, which is an extremely cruel thing."

"Especially since each black market merchant teleports randomly, it is impossible to make all the black market merchants teleport to one point. In addition, there are many problems that need to be overcome, and almost all goblins oppose using this cruel plan on their own people."

"Especially the black market merchants, each black market merchant is a gift from the goblin race, this is against ancestral teachings!"

"This plan has been shelved."

"I didn't expect that after I died, they still overcame all the difficulties and built this train with black market merchants as wheels. Black market merchants are not like us, they are born without much strength. Imagine the pain of carrying such a heavy train on their shoulders, they would be crushed to the point of being half-dead, and then rely on other means to prolong their lives, which is even more cruel than the enemy!"

“. . ."

A trace of shock flashed in Chen Mang's eyes as he looked at the scrapped goblin train in front of him. Although it was somewhat inhumane, he had to admit that this concept was perfect. A train that could teleport randomly could indeed become a ghost train, bringing extremely terrifying shadows to the enemy.

It's just—

How to replenish ammunition during that level of war, and what if it teleports into the middle of the enemy's army, etc., a series of problems are very obvious, including how to control all the goblin merchants to teleport to one point, he can't think of how to solve this problem.

Sure enough, as soon as the war starts, idea kings will emerge.

He sighed softly, and had to admit that humans were the same. As soon as the war started, all kinds of idea kings began to emerge frantically, and various black technologies were constantly being thrown out.

"Train Captain."

Doba looked at Chen Mang with red eyes: "I want to bury these clansmen here, they have paid too much."

"Yeah, bury them."

Chen Mang looked at Doba, who had already started digging a pit, and then looked at the goblin train. He didn't plan to use the Earth Core Furnace to swallow this abandoned train. An abandoned second or third-level goblin train wouldn't yield much iron ore even if it was swallowed.

What's more, Doba was still crying there.

If he directly went up and swallowed the train, it would be equivalent to digging up the grave of the deceased in front of the deceased's family, and then grinding the corpse to ashes.

This team would be difficult to lead in the future.

These goblin remains had been placed for an unknown amount of time. Doba gently tapped a few times with a pickaxe, and the goblin skeletons scattered all over the ground, while the skeletons on the arms were completely integrated with the train. It was very difficult to take this out, so he could only pry it out with force.

“. . ."

Chen Mang leaned on his cane, unconsciously stroking the round ruby at the top of the cane, looking into the dark depths in the distance, and silently said nothing in a trance.

Soon.

Doba had already thrown all the goblin remains into the pit, and after building a small mound, he walked up to Chen Mang with red eyes and lowered his head, hoarsely saying: "It's a pity, if they could have met you, sir, they might not have ended up so miserably."

"Yeah."

Chen Mang nodded without saying much, just took Doba and Xiao Ai back to the train compartment and continued to explore into the dark distance.

Thirty minutes later.

"Bang!"

The Hengxing train crashed heavily into a wall. The high-speed rotating drill pressed against the wall and began to destroy it. However, after a full five minutes, the wall in front of him still had no reaction.

Chen Mang, sitting in the train compartment, looked at the wall made of mud in front of him. He had reached the edge of this space. In front of him was an extremely tall wall. He flew to a height of 5500 meters, but still couldn't cross this wall.

The same was true underground.

His drill had been upgraded to level 50. Even the wall of that flesh and blood map could be forcibly drilled into.

But in front of this wall, it seemed to have no effect.

This was the end.

He slowly retracted the drill without choosing to continue trying. At this rate, even if he upgraded the drill to level 100, he probably wouldn't be able to break the wall in front of him. He found that he seemed to have developed a bad habit.

In the past, when he encountered these walls, such as regional barriers, he basically detoured or gave up directly.

But with a level 50 drill, he wanted to drill anything he saw to try.

What if he drilled it open?

"Let's go back."

Chen Mang shook his head and withdrew his mind from the wall in front of him. This was obviously the boundary of this map. To break it from the inside, let alone the difficulty, even if it was broken, it was estimated that there would be no good results.

On the way back, he did not return the same way, but drove horizontally along the edge of the wall.

An hour later.

The Hengxing train returned to Biaozi and others again. With the headlights of the train shining, the field of vision finally became bright again.

And the train residents who had been worried finally felt relieved again.

Along the way, apart from the scrapped goblin train, they didn't see any other goblin trains, but they did see many goblin remains scattered on the ground.