My Doomsday Train

Chen Mang came back to his senses and continued to look at the series of vehicle component information on the screen next to the control panel. He still had 831 units of iron ore.

First, upgrade the "Moldy Bread Slice Production Line" to level 2.

Let's see what changes there will be.

After consuming 100 units of iron ore, the panel quickly changed accordingly.

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"Component Name": Moldy Bread Slice Production Line.

"Component Grade": White.

"Component Level": Level 2.

"Component Effect": For every 1 unit of iron ore consumed, 10 slices of bread can be produced.

"Upgrade Condition": Already at max level.

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"Not bad."

Chen Mang nodded slightly. After the upgrade, the quality of the bread slices improved while the consumption remained unchanged. The upper limit of white-grade vehicle components is basically level 2. Of course, this upper limit is meaningless to him, but he also has no plans to continue upgrading for the time being.

That's enough.

From moldy bread slices to normal bread slices.

Theoretically speaking, moldy food should not be eaten too much, otherwise it may be life-threatening, but he ate moldy steamed buns for a month after his first failed business venture in his previous life and didn't die. As long as the mold spots are removed, it's fine. In this environment, no one cares about mold or not, but it really can't be consumed for a long time.

Upgrading can reduce the chances of slaves getting sick.

That Lord Kun, who was once a level 2 train captain, was reluctant to spend 100 units of iron ore to upgrade this component to level 2. No, that guy didn't even bother to build a universal wheel. I wonder where that guy spent all the resources.

The "Universal Wheel" is a special component. Having this component will greatly improve the train's maneuverability, making the turning arc smaller. When the level is high enough, it can even move sideways into the depot.

It is not among the twelve buildable components.

And cannot be upgraded.

The level will automatically align with the current level of the train.

Afterwards, he upgraded the purified water filter to level 2, and the panel also changed accordingly.

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"Component Name": Purified Water Filter.

"Component Grade": White.

"Component Level": Level 2.

"Component Effect": For every 1 slice of moldy bread consumed, 1 bottle of mineral water can be produced.

"Upgrade Condition": Already at max level.

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Although it requires a slice of moldy bread, non-moldy bread can also be used.

Equivalent to 1 unit of iron ore can produce 10 bottles of mineral water.

At this point—

The basic living facilities of the entire train are almost complete. Although not too good, at least there is no shortage of food and water. In the apocalypse, being able to survive with these conditions is enough.

In the mine.

"Hiss."

A middle-aged man covered in dust stopped working because his body was a little sore. He put the pickaxe on the ground and sat down on the pickaxe handle before carefully taking out a wrinkled cigarette from his upper pocket.

He held it horizontally to his nose and took a deep sniff, exhaling a long breath with a satisfied and intoxicated expression, then put the cigarette back in his pocket again.

He murmured with some emotion.

"Before the apocalypse, I really didn't bother to smoke this kind of cheap cigarette. Now I really can't bear to smoke it."

"Yo."

A young man next to him also stopped working, shook his sore arm, and teased: "Looks like uncle used to be a big shot. Can you accept this kind of drop in status now that you've become a slave?"

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The middle-aged man was silent for a while before whispering: "I wasn't really a big shot before, just barely middle class."

"My income wasn't low. I earned enough in a year to match what an ordinary person earns in ten years."

"But to be honest, I was several times more anxious than many people, constantly worrying about my income declining. I didn't want to go back to the life of an ordinary person. In order to maintain a seemingly glamorous life, my mental state had deteriorated to the point where I often had a strong sense of impending death."

"Now that I've become a slave, I feel much more at ease."

"Besides worrying about whether I can see the sun tomorrow, I don't need to worry about anything else."

"Oh?"

The young man became interested and curiously moved closer: "Then haven't you thought about climbing up, like becoming a vice train captain or something?"

The middle-aged man shook his head.

"It's not that easy to climb up. Although everyone wants to be a vice train captain, someone has to be a slave for the train to operate and develop stably. The power structure of the train is basically stable now. Trying to climb up at this time is likely to be used as an example to warn others."

"Moreover—"

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"This train captain is pretty good to the slaves. Not only does he provide enough food every day, but he also gave out two cigarettes. This stuff is absolutely scarce in the apocalypse."

"That's true."

The young man patted the two cigarettes in his pocket and grinned. He was actually quite accepting of the apocalypse. Before the apocalypse, he was an orphan who couldn't afford a house, had no savings, and had no parents. His monthly salary was only 2,800. Everyone looked down on him and said he was a waste.

After the apocalypse, everyone is a waste, and no one looks down on him anymore.

How great.

He thinks it's pretty good to be a waste. He has never had the idea of making a name for himself in this life. If the sky falls, it has to crush the tall ones first.

Soon—

As the sun rose and fell, a day passed.

When the group of slaves returned carrying their pickaxes one by one and lined up in front of the train to receive today's food, a large amount of iron ore was also brought back.

"Huh?"

A man received a slice of bread from Old Zhu and subconsciously wanted to remove the mold spots on the bread, but found that today's bread was intact. Not only were there no mold spots, but it also emitted a malt aroma. After being stunned for a moment, he looked up at Old Zhu in front of him with some confusion.

"Here."

Old Zhu waved his hand with a smile, signaling the people behind to come forward: "Lord Mang appreciates your hard work in mining. From now on, all slaves will have bread of this quality. Work hard, and you will have everything in the future."

The man quickly reacted and hurriedly thanked him with gratitude and excitement before impatiently running to the side to find a corner and start tasting today's intact bread.

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Inside the train car, Chen Mang leaned on his cane with one hand and retracted his gaze from the group of slaves outside the window. It was already around nine o'clock in the evening, and many slaves had worked for sixteen or seventeen hours today.

They started working at dawn yesterday.

He also sent Biaozi down to deliver food and water in the middle.

He was really afraid that his group of slaves would die of exhaustion in the mine. They are really ruthless and really work hard!

Of course, the harvest was also full. Today, a total of 1620 units of ore were mined, which is the highest day in recent times.

Adding the iron ore he still had left, there are now 2251 units of iron ore in the train.

This is enough for him to build many things.

"Start squandering!"

Chen Mang quickly glanced at the component names on the screen and began to consider the priority of different components.