Chapter 305: Chapter 192: "Wrap it up, wrap it up!!"_2
Before entering this Adventure Map.
He parked the train next to a level 3 iron mine and a level 4 Red Heart Rock ore. That level 4 Red Heart Rock ore was created using a "Refresh Coupon," and now both mines were almost depleted.
It was estimated that in another two or three days, everything would be completely extracted.
He glanced at the resource numbers on the Train Panel.
"1.45 million units of iron ore, 1.295 million units of copper ore, 1.5 million units of timber, 1.48 million units of Red Heart Rock."
After upgrading the Train Armor to level 8 and the train itself to level 7, iron ore resources were virtually exhausted. These over one million units of iron ore were extracted and traded recently; some copper ore was consumed in the past days; timber remained unchanged.
The Red Heart Rock increased quite a bit.
This "Red Heart Rock" mine, once fully extracted, is expected to yield 5 million units of Red Heart Rock ore, so he wouldn’t have to worry about Red Heart Rock for a long time.
After finishing all this.
He looked toward the "walkie-talkie" placed on the table, which was actually a Consciousness Input Device he obtained in the Undersea Maze, used for teleportation to other Mechanical Train mazes. It seemed this gadget hadn’t lit up.
Otherwise, if an hour went by with no response, this tool would destroy itself.
His biggest concern these past two days was indeed just one.
That is, if the walkie-talkie lit up while he was in the Neon City Adventure Map, he would have no choice but to miss the opportunity for this S-level quest in the Undersea Maze. Fortunately, that didn’t happen.
It appears Lady Luck was still on his side.
The officially named Adventure Map that just ended was Neon City, with Eden being its literary name, and after infinitely magnifying the deeds of Adam and Eve, it became the main theme of this city.
Chen Mang looked around the train room and then toward the Train Radio but saw no private messages. Recently, Ai was still making trades, with over 200,000 units of the iron ore in the Train Panel’s resources being traded by Ai.
It’s just...
He browsed through the chat logs; although Ai possessed humanlike thinking intelligence, it was evidently not very skilled in trading. Trading is about buyers trying to acquire goods at the lowest price, while sellers try to sell goods at the highest price.
Many factors need to be considered in this.
The value of the goods is just a part.
There are also the strength of both trains, the convenience of remote transactions, the urgency of the opponent’s needs, the rarity of the goods, and several other factors.
Looks like he needs to really teach Ai well in the future.
At that moment—
It had already become dark; only tonight, no stars could be seen, with clouds covering the sky and a drizzle sounding pitter-patter as it fell on the train.
The residents were preparing to clock out and go to sleep.
The noise of conversations mixed with the rain, sounding like white noise.
...
Chen Mang opened the door of the train room, sat in the chair wrapped in a blanket, holding a cup of hot tea in his arms, gazing at the raindrops outside the train.
Winter had come.
The fragrance released by raindrops falling on the soil was quite delightful.
He liked this smell.
For some reason, although the Neon City Adventure Map was indeed quite relaxing, he didn’t really dislike such an environment. However, staying for a day or two was enough; staying too long made him feel a bit bored.
Rather, sitting here.
With everything around quiet, only himself in the train room, Ai had gone to the Armor Research and Development Center to ponder over the gift he gave, just like this holding a cup of hot tea, watching the raindrops outside the train.
In such an atmosphere, even staying for a hundred days wouldn’t tire him.
It’s just...
It always felt like something was missing.
He picked up the walkie-talkie and gave a few brief instructions.
Soon—
A dozen ferocious zombies appeared outside the train, roaring ferociously in the rain and charging towards the head of the train. But they were held back by thick chains, unable to escape more than tens of meters away from the train head, rendered helpless and furious.
"Now it feels like nothing’s missing."
Chen Mang smiled, lit a cigarette, leaned back in the camping chair, gazing at the zombies not very visible in the night, enjoying the ambiance of the moment.
Drinking tea before bed can lead to insomnia.
But he hadn’t slept for 48 hours. Even keeping awake with cola until now, he felt extremely fatigued. The reason he didn’t fall asleep immediately was solely to savor the train’s atmosphere longer, swapping the map’s atmosphere.
He touched the control panel, his mind gradually blurred. When he sat inside the train room, he always felt extremely peaceful, as if no matter what hardships lay ahead, he had the heart to face them.
The items bought from the map were still in the drawer, untouched.
Let’s talk about it tomorrow after waking up.
He didn’t want to think about these things now.
A moment later.
Chen Mang stood up, waved his hand into the rainy night, then closed the train door and after washing up, climbed into bed to sleep.
Time to sleep.
Feeling a bit tired now.
It’s always good inside the train; only the train made him feel this sense of security.
In a daze.
A faint snore echoed in the train room.
Chen Mang, with his legs clamped around the quilt, lay sideways on the bed, gradually falling into a deep sleep, sleeping deeply without dreams, only feeling like he was lying in a warm embrace.
...
"Knock off, knock off!!"
Outside the train, in the rainy night.
Biaozi looked at Zhang Yi and Zhang Er, who were holding chains: "Bring the zombies to the 15th Breeding Carriage, and be careful when handing them over to Mr. Li."
"These zombies can’t beat me." Zhang Yi grinned carelessly, "It’s safe."
"..."
Biaozi glared at Zhang Yi without a good temper: "I meant to be cautious about the zombies’ safety; they’re all level 1 zombies, as tender as damn saplings. Don’t mention you guys; individually taken out, the women who’ve mined for so long in this train could all take out this zombie."
"The train’s level is getting higher, and the areas it goes to are becoming more dangerous."
"Finding a level 1 zombie in the future will be tough; not to mention, it’s not easy to find a level 1 zombie in the Zombie Basin now. Generally speaking, as long as there’s a Corpse Tide, the starting point is level 2."
"Alright, just go!"
He then looked up at the cloudy night sky above and couldn’t help but shiver, hugged himself, and jogged all the way to the 7th Guard Carriage.
It’s freezing...
The clothes he’s wearing now don’t have any Lock Temperature effects; they’re top luxury outfits brought out from Neon City, very valuable...but useless here.
"Hoo...hoo..."
In the rainy night, Biaozi, jogging back to the 7th Guard Carriage, immediately stripped his clothes and rushed to a nearby bathroom, turned on the hot water, and began showering.
While outside the bathroom, Zhang Damei’s angry voice came through.
"Can you damn well watch it? There’s a girl in the carriage!"
The 7th Guard Carriage had its dedicated bathroom.
Molded by the "Refrigerator" and "Spray Head," the public bathroom was divided in the middle, meant for both males and females; the guard’s restroom was also in the bathroom’s corner, yet the space for females was very small, taking up just about one-tenth of the entire space.
After all, there was only one female guard.
This space was sufficient.
There probably wouldn’t be any more female guards in the future either, since, in terms of physical labor, almost ninety-nine percent of women can’t outperform men; as for Zhang Damei, she was an exception.
Once her undershirt came off.
You couldn’t see any bust.
It was pure chest muscle, exuding a beauty of violence.
"Got it!"
Biaozi laughed loudly while showering as he shouted to the outside of the bathroom, "In the future, if I find you a husband who loves domestic violence, you could definitely fix his problem with domestic abuse."
After finishing his wash.
Feeling refreshed, Biaozi wrapped himself in a towel, walked to the carriage corridor, sat on the bed, lit a cigarette, exhaled a long puff of smoke before looking at those gathered together chatting, laughing as he said: "What are you all chatting about?"
"What’s so fun?"
"Tell me so I can listen, let’s all have a laugh together."