Chapter 307: Chapter 193: "Mr. Li’s Monster Cage! _2
"Before the action, President Ai said this mission was an exploration, and if you encounter danger, immediately crush the ticket to go back."
"See, that’s the difference between you and me. Opportunities are fought for, not waited for."
Biaozi, wrapped in a towel, leaned comfortably on a chair, inserted the burnt-out cigarette in his hand into a nearby cola can, and put his legs on the bed with a smile: "Master Mang personally said I am his trusted man in the Adventure Map this time."
"If I remember correctly, even Pig Train Captain hasn’t been called that, right?"
"And I even threw a party with Master Mang."
"That’s even closer."
"Didn’t Master Mang get four new Map Chips this time? After I secure the first clear of these maps in the near future, do we even need to talk about our team’s status on the train?"
"Whatever good mecha or weapons, don’t they have to prioritize our team?"
The captain of the third team looked a bit envious at Biaozi: "It’s really good to have followed Master Mang from the start."
"Hey, no, no, no."
Biaozi looked seriously at the captain of the third team: "You got it wrong. Although I followed Master Mang from the start, my current status is not just based on my seniority but also my skills. I secured the first clears of the maximum difficulty for two maps on the train."
"Now there are four maps, can you secure even one?"
"My main strength is higher spiritual power; physically, I’m not as good as you."
"Hey, you’re wrong again. My physical comprehensive quality was only slightly better than Old Pig at the start. The reason it’s this high now is because I risked my life for it."
"When I secured the first clear of the maximum difficulty ’Resident Evil’, my physical comprehensive quality wasn’t even as high as yours now."
"That’s no excuse."
"As long as you have my spirit, a drive that won’t die without making a mark, you won’t remain unknown. Master Mang wouldn’t even know your name."
"Ask Mountain Cat, he knows. I’ve died so many times in the Resident Evil map, I can’t remember, and I have a psychological shadow from elevators, always feeling a monster will jump down the elevator shaft and land on the top of the elevator."
"When I went to the maximum difficulty ’Dragon Castle’ map, I hadn’t even passed the normal difficulty. I had the resolve to die if I couldn’t clear it."
"This——"
"That’s spirit!"
"I ask you, do you dare to go to the maximum difficulty without clearing the normal difficulty?"
"..."
The captain of the third team fell silent for a long time, then looked at Biaozi with a complicated expression: "Biao, in this regard, I really admire you."
"I truly lack that courage."
"But I’ve realized something. Starting tomorrow, I’ll try my best to learn from you, first clearing all maps in normal difficulty, striving to reach your position on the train as soon as possible."
"Hey, you’re wrong again. Your goal is too high now. Your primary task is to let Master Mang know your name. You’re not even doing as well as Mr. Li; at least Master Mang knows the pig farmer is called Mr. Li. You’re a third team captain but like a nobody."
"Alright."
Biaozi got up satisfied, patting the third team captain’s shoulder: "Worn out from the maps, I’m going to rest first. Tomorrow, we’ll go down the maps together."
He finally found that feeling of acting cool like Master Mang did with that dwarf in the map.
It’s fun, huh.
"Off to bed, off to bed."
The first team members all laughed, chatted, and walked arms around each other’s shoulders towards the bathroom.
"..."
"..."
The remaining third team members exchanged glances, seeing envy in each other’s eyes. The first team members, both in status and treatment, were above them, largely because Biao was stronger.
If their captain could be a bit stronger, they could be like that too.
"What the hell are you all looking at me for!"
The third team captain, with a grim face, said: "The first team members all passed the maximum difficulty Resident Evil map, look at yourselves, no sleep tonight, follow me to the ’Combat Training Virtual Space’ for special training."
...
"Achoo!"
Inside the No. 15 Breeding Carriage, Mr. Li, who was busy working, suddenly sneezed, instinctively wanting to wipe it with his hand but, seeing the gloves covered in sticky liquid, raised his arm to wipe it with his sleeve, mumbling afterward.
"Caught a cold? Or is someone talking about me behind my back?"
Inside the carriage.
Seven or eight refrigerators were placed.
Some refrigerators were filled with soil for planting, with an automated watering system built with a "Spray Head," while others were breeding various livestock. At this moment, he was responsible for chaining up the zombies handed over by Zhang Yi against a pillar inside a refrigerator.
These zombies were quite easy to sustain.
Except for not eating corpse flesh, they ate anything, purely omnivorous.
At this moment, he was using tongs to stuff Red Heart Nuts into a zombie’s mouth. Originally, a few days ago, he fed a Red Heart Nut to a zombie by accident and found that the zombie, which was almost rotten, suddenly showed signs of standing up.
A possibility instantly erupted in his mind!
Perhaps...
With the combination of Red Heart Nuts and a Breeding Carriage, zombies can also breed?
This became his recent research project.
Though there seems to be no need for such a project, as the manager of the Breeding Carriage, he needed to find valuable work to realize his life’s value. Just breeding livestock would make him feel like he was wasting time.
"Mr. Li..."
A young man assisting beside him spoke with a complex expression: "All the Fixed Star Coupons you earn daily are spent on cigarettes and Red Heart Nuts. Are you truly not planning to save them for other things?"
"Buy what? Fridges?"
"There are so many fridges in the Breeding Carriage. Haven’t you been sleeping in them these days? Just squeeze in?"
"You’re clueless. If my research succeeds...if it succeeds..."
"What happens if it succeeds?"
"After it succeeds, we...we..." Mr. Li’s eyes suddenly lit up: "We can create a ’Zombie Breeding Machine’, obtaining large amounts of zombie flesh using this way."
"It’s equivalent to creating a spawn cage on the train!"
"Sure, the drop rate of good things from killing zombies is low."
"But as long as the quantity is enough, probability isn’t a problem."
"We can also sell the flesh to the Flesh and Blood Train."
"Isn’t this a significant research project?"
"Eh..."
The young man was slightly stunned, propping his chin with one hand, eyes shimmering: "Train spawn cage? Wait, Mr. Li, your idea is pretty ingenious. If it really works out well..."
"Level 1 zombies are indeed ordinary."
"But what about higher-level zombies? Large high-level zombie spawn cages?"
"If we actually make this, Mr. Li, you’ll find it hard not to get promoted!"
But quickly, the sticky feeling on his chin made him react sharply, hurriedly removing his gloves, running to a nearby shower head, and starting to rinse his entire body.
"Hmph."
Mr. Li snorted proudly, taking his gaze off the young man and continuing his work: "Exactly, that is my thought. Starting experiments with Level 1 Zombies, and once successful, advancing to higher-level zombies."
"I’ve even named it."
"It’s called ’Mr. Li’s Spawn Cage’!"
This spawn cage idea just struck him.
A flash of inspiration.
But it fit perfectly with what he was doing!
His life philosophy is that when you feel lost and directionless, just pick something to do without worrying about how it will develop or if it will have a result in the future.
Just do it.
Just bury yourself in the work.
As you keep doing, the answer will naturally reveal itself.