My Doomsday Train

Chapter 88: "Train Radio Level 10 Supermodel Effect".

The bottom of the Doomsday Abyss, 2000 meters underground, inside a cave.

Biaozi was holding a gun, watching the group of working slaves, constantly patrolling back and forth, not daring to relax in the slightest. Now there were more slaves, unlike before. If anything went wrong, he would be derelict in his duty.

He wasn't worried about the slaves successfully rioting.

After all, Mang Ye existed.

But suppressing a riot always meant some slaves would die, and he, the head thug, would probably have to take the blame.

Just then—

"Brother Biao."

Hei Hao crept over stealthily and whispered, "Got any cigarettes left? I haven't smoked all day, and my mouth is a little greedy."

Biaozi frowned upon seeing this.

"Didn't I plan a patrol route for you? Who told you to run around? If something goes wrong, will you take responsibility?"

"I'm out of cigarettes too, hurry back."

"Hehe."

Hei Hao chuckled and lowered his voice, "Didn't we scavenge a lot of cigarettes in the Taiping City ruins a few days ago? I told you to keep a few packs, but you handed them all in, saying Mang Ye would definitely distribute them to us. But we haven't gotten any yet."

"Why don't you go talk to Mang Ye about it?"

"…"

Biaozi stared at Hei Hao expressionlessly, and after a long silence, he whispered, "Hei Hao, before the apocalypse came, I was your foreman. You always worked with me on the construction site. I brought you out of the village."

"After the apocalypse, I took you wherever I went, and I saved you several times."

"You haven't forgotten these two favors, right?"

"I haven't forgotten, what's wrong?"

"Ask me to ask Mang Ye for cigarettes?"

"Do you think I have the face, or do you have the face?"

"If I refuse you, might you resent me because of it, thinking that I'm doing well now and don't want to take care of your feelings as an old brother?"

"I'm telling you so much, not to lecture you, but to hope that you will try not to be so outspoken in the future. My position in the train isn't that high either. To put it nicely, I'm the head thug, but to put it bluntly, Mang Ye just needs such a position and doesn't care who is sitting in it."

"Understand?"

"Look at Erdan, he basically doesn't say a word usually, and he's still patrolling on the route I planned. Learn more from him, don't think about other things when you're working, go."

Erdan and Hei Hao.

Both of them had been with him since before the apocalypse, and they were from the same village.

Many guerrilla contracting teams are like this, the workers are all from their own village, and they are united when they are away from home.

"Brother Biao, but I remember you have a 'last cigarette' in your pocket, right? Why don't you give me that one first?"

"…"

Biaozi looked at Hei Hao, who suddenly seemed a little strange, and after a long silence, he took out a cigarette case from his coat pocket and took out the last cigarette, handing it to Hei Hao.

He watched Hei Hao's leaving figure for a long time without speaking, only a trace of haze gradually appeared in his eyes.

That was his last cigarette.

Although the development was good now, no one knew when they would die in the apocalypse, so he always kept a cigarette in his pocket, calling it the 'last cigarette', which he would smoke before he died, equivalent to drawing a not-so-perfect end to his life.

Hei Hao knew about this.

But he didn't expect Hei Hao to ask for his cigarette.

Hei Hao was already… a little inflated, especially when so many new slaves joined, and every slave looked at him respectfully, making Hei Hao really think that his position in the train was very high, but he didn't know who gave him his current position.

When Lao Zhu reprimanded Hei Hao today, he was actually reprimanding him. Although he was a little embarrassed at the time, he still took over the conversation for Hei Hao.

Now it seems that if he doesn't completely change Hei Hao's personality, Hei Hao may even bring him disaster in the future.

He knew that Hei Hao enjoyed this condescending feeling.

When he first joined Mang Ye and went out on external missions for the first time, Hei Hao suggested that he hide the 'Train Token' he had picked up and find an opportunity to start his own business in the future. He could actually understand this idea, but this kind of often untimely idea was extremely fatal in the Constant Star Train.

"…"

Biaozi sighed softly and looked down at the Tenglong assault rifle in his hand. After all, he and Hei Hao had been together for so long, and he would definitely not kill Hei Hao for such a small matter. He admitted that he was not a good person, but he still couldn't do the thing of attacking his own brother.

He would find a chance to talk to Hei Hao tonight.

Things would definitely go wrong if things continued like this.

Hei Hao's mentality was already on a very dangerous edge.

Constant Star Train, inside the train room.

Chen Mang was putting his feet on the table, holding a bag of potato chips in his arms, and enjoying the doomsday movie of this world on the screen with relish. Although the plot was a bit bloody, the overall was still very good.

From the movie, you can actually see the culture of this world.

This feeling of in-depth understanding of a world is pretty good.

He hadn't relaxed like this for a long time.

In the apocalypse, there are not many moments when you can relax like this.

He looked at the train radio again. He had asked in the train station a few minutes ago who had accessories and headlights for the train that could make oxygen. As soon as he sent the message, the train radio instantly exploded.

Many people were very excited, some said they worshiped the boss, some asked him for experience, and so on.

But.

Until now, no one has privately chatted with him, saying that they have related accessories in their hands.

"Um"

Chen Mang suddenly thought of something, put the potato chips aside, took out a bottle of iced Coke and drank half of it, then sat upright on the console and looked at the green-grade accessory "Train Radio" in front of him.

This accessory is level 1.

Of course, he had never thought about upgrading this accessory before. After all, according to the information he had obtained, this accessory had no effect bonus after being upgraded. There was no effect whether it was upgraded or not.

But he suddenly wanted to see what kind of supermodel effect this accessory would have if it was upgraded to level 10.

No sooner said than done.

After consuming 9,000 units of iron ore, the most commonly used and easily overlooked accessory, "Train Radio", was successfully upgraded to level 10 by him, and he obtained two corresponding supermodel effects.

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"Train Radio Level 5 Supermodel Effect": You can pin your speech to the top of the screen, which requires consuming 10 units of iron ore each time.

"Train Radio Level 10 Supermodel Effect": You can trade with other train captains remotely through the train radio.

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"Ah?"

Chen Mang was slightly stunned, a hint of shock flashing in his eyes. He had only upgraded the "Train Radio" to level 10 as a playful whim, because he possessed two level 2 iron mines and wouldn't have to worry about iron ore for a short time.

He didn't expect the supermodel effect to be so perverted.

The level 5 supermodel effect was equivalent to a controllable advertising space.

The level 10 supermodel effect, needless to say, greatly saved him time. In the future, he wouldn't need to go to the market to trade with others; he could directly trade remotely.

This far exceeded his expectations.

He originally thought the supermodel effect might allow him to join chat rooms in other areas.

Yesterday, when he went to "Kunlun Mountain," he still glanced at the Train Radio in the midst of his busy schedule, and found that the Train Radio was blank at the time and hadn't joined the Kunlun Mountain area's chat room. This was probably because he was just a passerby and hadn't officially entered the green area, so he didn't have enough permissions.

"Good stuff."

Chen Mang looked at the other inconspicuous white accessories in the train car, such as the "Telescope." He decided that after this batch of iron ore was mined, he would upgrade all the accessories that could be upgraded to see the supermodel effects.

Perhaps some inconspicuous accessory would have a perverted supermodel effect.

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Before upgrading the "Train Radio," he didn't know that this accessory's effect would be so perverted.

He immediately didn't stop at all.

He directly sent a message and pinned it to the very top of the Train Radio.

「Stellar Train」: Seeking accessories that can produce oxygen, headlight blueprints, and other accessory blueprints. I am willing to discuss prices for blueprints of any grade, please message me privately.

This sentence was surrounded by a gold frame, occupying one-seventh of the screen, and constantly floating at the top of the Train Radio chat room, looking extremely eye-catching.

The group of people in the Train Radio who happened to be paying attention to the Train Radio all typed out question marks.

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「Iron Tree Train」: "?"

「Please Let Me Live Train」: "?"

「Feces Sea Mad Maggot Train」: "?"

「Tonsil Never Speaks Train」: "Bro, how did you get that gold-framed pinned message?"

「Protagonist Train」: "Wait, bro, I've seen this plot in a novel. Did you know the apocalypse was coming in advance, and then you just happened to be able to pay-to-win, so you spent tens of millions before the apocalypse?"

「Hong Qigong Train」: "I've cursed my AI until it's bleeding, but it still won't tell me how to achieve gold-framed pinning."

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Chen Mang glanced at the Train Radio, quickly filtering out the useless nonsense, and didn't find the message he wanted to see. Just then, his Train Radio suddenly rang with a private message sound.

The sender was the Protagonist Train.

Honestly, he didn't know what kind of person would give their train this kind of name.

But after thinking about it carefully, it wasn't a problem. Everyone is the protagonist in their own story, and he is also the protagonist in his own life.

And the message sent by the other party was also very brief.

「I have an accessory that can produce oxygen.」

「What do you want, name your price.」

「No price, bro, I'll give it to you.」

"."

When he saw this line of words, Chen Mang even suspected that he had seen it wrong. Big brother, this is the apocalypse, you're giving away an accessory blueprint for free? Are you doing charity?

This is taking your life to do charity!

Give you some iron ore, take it to upgrade your own train, isn't it good to save your own life in the apocalypse?

「?」

「Bro, I noticed you as soon as you appeared on the Iron Ridge Wasteland area ranking list. Then you quickly rose and dominated the top spot. I think you have the look of a protagonist. According to my experience, showing goodwill to the protagonist before he truly rises will definitely bring great blessings in the future.」

「I don't need this oxygen-producing accessory anyway, so even if I give it to you, bro, I won't lose anything.」

「I only ask that when you truly rise in the future, you can give your little brother some scraps so that your little brother can live a few more days.」

「Bro, send me your coordinates, and I'll send it to you.」

"."

Chen Mang expressionlessly looked at these lines in the private chat box. It could be seen that this guy had read a lot of novels and was extremely firm in his "Protagonist Theory." Once this kind of person chooses the protagonist they believe in, they will work hard to hug the protagonist's thigh.

It can't be said to be good, nor can it be said to be bad.

It just felt weird, because he has always believed more in the theory of interests. He himself might die someday, what protagonist theory, he never believed in that.

「No need, send me your coordinates, and I'll trade remotely.」

「Ah? I'll try.」

On the other side of the Iron Ridge Wasteland, inside a level 2 train, a young man sitting in front of the control panel tentatively entered his coordinates into the chat box. Before he could react, he saw the top of the Train Radio next to him.

A golden "Balance Scale" slowly emerged.

The left side of the balance scale was illusory, and the right side was real. He tentatively placed the green-grade accessory blueprint in his hand on the right side.

The next moment—

Along with a flash of white light.

The accessory blueprint disappeared unexpectedly.

"F*ck!"

The young man couldn't help but jump up from the control panel, looking at this scene in disbelief. This is so high-tech?

As far as he knew, even a level 3 train didn't have the function of remote trading.

How did this Stellar Train do it?

The reason why he noticed the Stellar Train was because when the "Area Ranking List" first came out, his ranking was just one place lower than the Stellar Train, so he subconsciously wanted to catch up with the Stellar Train.

As a result—

Chasing and chasing, the Stellar Train went to the top of the list.

He witnessed the exponential perverted development of the Stellar Train, forcibly reaching the top of the list with a level 2 train, suppressing a group of level 3 trains.

Then, before he could react.

The originally illusory left side of the balance scale also sent over a large pile of things, all falling onto the control panel with a crash.

There were two packs of cigarettes, a thousand units of iron ore, ten hot rou jia mo, and even a pornographic magazine.

"This bro..."

The young man looked at this pile of things, and finally picked up the pornographic magazine and muttered with a dazed expression: "He's quite considerate, but... did this bro forget that I'm also a train captain, and I don't lack women."

However, he quickly looked a little disappointed. Bro, this is rejecting his goodwill.

Just then—

His Train Radio rang again.

「I appreciate your kindness, but don't easily give away your foundations to show favor in times of weakness, these are all life-saving things.」

「A little gift, accept it.」