My Doomsday Train.

Chapter 297 "Is this reasonable?" (Seeking monthly votes)
in the universe.

Because there is no atmosphere to scatter and absorb light, the distance visible to the human eye is almost infinite.

Of course, some prerequisites are required.

For example, the object is bright enough, large enough, and unobstructed.

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Inside the Stellar train, Chen Mang sat in a chair, gazing intently at the twinkling stars against the dark backdrop outside the window. It would take about 13 hours to catch up with the convoy from the unknown civilization ahead.

If it were the past.

He will choose to rest during this period so that he can be in a better mental state to deal with any unexpected events that may occur.

But this was the first time they had traveled in space.

He looked around like a curious child.

The Stellar train, resembling a long, mechanical dragon, appears extremely small in the vastness of space and is filled with many unknowns, such as...
A distant interstellar dust nebula to the left.

It is formed by a large amount of dust.

It occupies a very large area.

It is pink in color.

It was an extremely stunning pink, a pink that even he, a man, couldn't help but look at twice.

"It's so beautiful!"

Chen Mang looked at the scene on his left with a somewhat dazed expression and murmured to himself. He wanted to use a poem to describe what he had seen, but he couldn't think of a suitable poem for the time being. He couldn't help but feel that he hadn't read enough books when he needed them.

If one day in the future...

It would be great if he could just put this pink nebula inside his train.

Maybachs can all have starry sky ceilings.

It makes sense that his Stellar train has a starry sky ceiling, right?
"What's wrong with the train conductor?"

Sitting on the floor in carriage number 2, the "Mecha Research Center," Xiao Ai was somewhat bewildered. Ever since leaving the Blue Planet, the train conductor had been in this strange and inexplicable state.

In his opinion.

Isn't it just about leaving the starting village, preparing to officially step onto the stage of civilization, competing with other civilizations, and striving to survive?

This is something that happened naturally and inevitably.

He didn't find it very aesthetically pleasing.

The Stellar train was broadcast live from residential areas from the moment it left the planet Blue.

All the residents sat on the grass, looking at the screen.

No one spoke.

Everyone's face showed shock and trepidation.

Even though "Water Blue Star" suffered the apocalypse and became riddled with holes and devastated, it was still their home. Now that Water Blue Star has suddenly disappeared, they feel a little empty.

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Ji Chuchu, sitting in carriage number 5, also sat by the window gazing at the scenery outside, her eyes filled with a daze.

The story of the blue planet has come to an end.

Without much competition, the Stellar Train became the most powerful train, replacing the Blue Star to begin a new journey in the universe.

Just as she thought.

Master Mang is trustworthy.

The Stellar is trustworthy.

just
The only thing that saddened her was that it seemed Master Mang had forgotten her and hadn't looked for her in a long time.

She has already started learning to make scallion oil noodles from Xiaofang.

She didn't know if it would work, but she had to do something.

soon--

After more than ten hours, Chen Mang took a break along the way. Even the best scenery can get boring after a while.

At this moment, the radar showed that the convoy ahead was very close.

He was so close that he could see the convoy with his naked eye.

"It's stopped?"

Chen Mang sat in his chair, looking out the window at the convoy. He slowly pulled the lever to slow down and gradually approached. The other party had obviously spotted him and stopped immediately.

And they gathered together.

The train engines all pointed at him, seemingly on high alert, but one could vaguely sense a hint of despair.

"Drip drip"

"Warning, warning"

A piercing alarm blared throughout the cabin of the Class 27 mechanical train, where a middle-aged man stared in despair at the strings of data displayed on the control panel screen.
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"The unknown mechanical train has been detected. Its strongest attack energy range is 4700-5000, and its defensive energy range is 3000-3500."

"Invincible."
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This mechanical train is far stronger than theirs!
In the depths of space, in this uncontrolled region, what would happen if a train ran over them? Need I say more?
"Master Qiu!"

In the train compartment, a hoarse, shrill voice rang out from another train conductor: "This guy is clearly heading straight for us. He's been following us all along. He's doomed. Let's fight him!"

"Let's give it our all! Let's give it our all!"

"At worst, we'll die. Since we brothers have followed you, Master Qiu, we never expected to go back alive!"

"Wealth and honor are determined by fate, and life and death are predestined!"

"Shut up, everyone."

The middle-aged man standing inside the train carriage, his eyes filled with despair, slowly closed them. This was a gamble he had taken, risking everyone's resources. He knew the risks were high, but he had no choice.

If we don't pull off a big heist.

His child is doomed to die.

just
"Brothers, I'm sorry."

"I dragged everyone here for my personal matters."

"They're probably space pirates. I'll try my best to explain to them that we're not delivering goods and there's nothing valuable on the train. Maybe we can survive."

A cacophony of voices erupted inside the train.

“Master Qiu, your child is our child too, he’s our nephew, he calls us uncle, how could we watch him die? I, Zhang Dabiao, have never regretted following you, Master Qiu!”

"Yes, yes."

"etc."

The middle-aged man standing inside the train cabin was slightly taken aback as he looked ahead. The train was slowly approaching, and it was approaching without activating its energy shield. This did not seem like the style of space pirates!
It's more like a gesture of goodwill.

But if it was a gesture of goodwill, why didn't he receive the other party's message?

Silence, only approach.

perhaps
Perhaps there's a chance to survive, and the other party seems to have good intentions?
in the universe.

A train slowly approaches without activating its energy shield; this is the highest level of goodwill, bar none.

The opponent clearly had extremely high defensive and offensive energy ranges, but neither launched a sneak attack nor activated an energy shield, indicating that they wanted to have a friendly exchange.

He hesitated for a moment before speaking in a deep voice.

"All trains, deactivate your energy shields!"

The other train conductors didn't ask why; they simply shut down their energy shields without saying a word.

"Ok?"

Chen Mang sat in his chair and looked at the convoy ahead, which suddenly shut down all its energy shields. He couldn't help but laugh: "It seems that people in the universe still value peace above all else."

"Fighting and killing are no good; peace is better."

He realized almost instantly that the other party had misunderstood.

But that suited him perfectly.

His intention was simply to communicate with other civilizations, and this was the first time the Stellar had communicated with other civilizations, a momentous occasion worthy of being recorded in history.

at this time--

The Stellar train was very close to the convoy, less than a kilometer away.

He slowly came to a stop and saw a man wearing something like a spacesuit step out of the train, float in space, and fly towards him with the help of thrusters.

It flew to the Stellar train cabin in no time.

Gently tapping on the glass.

He waved his hand, and soon the door to the first floor of the train carriage opened, and the man flew in.

Biaozi and the others immediately surrounded the man with serious expressions. After confirming that the man was not carrying any weapons, they took him to the second floor of the train carriage.

“Wa ga wa ga, ga ga, qi ga qi ga.”

The middle-aged man stood upright inside the Hengxing train, looked at Chen Mang with his hands clasped in front of him, and spoke each word clearly and forcefully, neither humble nor arrogant.

but.
He couldn't understand.

What kind of babbling is this?

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Chen Mang leaned back in his chair, staring blankly at the middle-aged man standing in front of him. He tentatively glanced at Xiao Ai standing to the side, and only after seeing her shake her head did he sigh softly.

What kind of gibberish is this?

Don't you speak Mandarin?

It seems that promoting Mandarin is a long and arduous task.

"Can't understand."

"Chicken cackling."

"I don't understand. Forget it, just drag them away and execute them. Extract their train's AI database and see if there's any useful information."

The words fell.

The middle-aged man, who had been neither humble nor arrogant, suddenly pointed anxiously at a small mechanical device on his collar, gesturing wildly and shouting, "Clam galoo, lulu galoo!"

"Ok?"

Chen Mang raised an eyebrow, his expression gradually becoming strange. Although he couldn't understand the man's speech, it seemed that the man could understand him. Was the small mechanical device on his collar a translator?
“I don’t have this. Bring me a few from your train.”

The middle-aged man nodded hurriedly, then turned to look at Biaozi beside him, indicating that he needed to go back to the train to get a few translators.

ten minutes later.

The middle-aged man stood in the train room again, his face serious, and looked at Chen Mang with a fist and palm salute.

"Mysterious and esteemed powerful figure, greetings. I am the president of a small merchant guild from the 'Kasha Civilization Federation.' May I ask what brings you here?"

"Such a long sentence, and you express the whole meaning in just a few 'ba ba's'? Your civilized language is quite concise."

Chen Mang fiddled with the small mechanical toy in his hand, paused for a moment, and then looked up at the middle-aged man and said softly.

"I accidentally entered a random wormhole and arrived here. I don't know anything about this area, so I'm asking you for some information."

He didn't fabricate anything too powerful for himself, or mention any god-like civilization as his background.

After all, the information he's about to ask will be very basic.

Pointless.

The middle-aged man visibly breathed a sigh of relief: "Please ask me anything, sir. I will not hide anything I know."

The other party is clearly not a space pirate, so his chances of survival are very high, and he seems to come from a peace-loving civilization.

"Please take a seat."

The tea party officially began.

Xiao Fang brought over a table.

Chen Mang sat at the tea table, picked up his warm teacup, took a sip, and then looked at the middle-aged man sitting opposite him: "Does he have a name?"

"Qiu Yisao".

"Where did your surname come from?"

"Our ancestors."

Why is it called "One Sweep"?

My father meant that if you can't sweep your own house, how can you sweep the world? Sweep your own house first, then sweep the world.

How old is your father?

“He died. The house and everything else turned to dust. I went to clean up the scene.”

Do you know about the Zerg civilization?

"I know, they're very strong."

"Tell me how strong the people you know are."

"Although the Zerg civilization is only a Level 2 civilization on the surface, its combat power is even stronger than many Level 3 civilizations. However, due to some unknown problem within the Zerg civilization, it has been unable to complete its civilization advancement. Over the years, the Zerg civilization has destroyed hundreds of surrounding civilizations, including the Level 3 civilization 'Mechanical Civilization.'"

When the middle-aged man mentioned the Zerg civilization, his body trembled slightly, and a hint of barely suppressed fear flashed in his eyes.

"The Zerg civilization is almost invincible. Any army that has faced the Zerg civilization will truly realize what despair is. They sweep across this area like locusts, with no one able to stand against them."

"So what level of civilization is your so-called 'Kasa Civilization Federation'?"

There are no ranks.

"The Kasa Civilization Federation is a federation of civilizations led by a Level 3 civilization, consisting of 9398 Level 1 civilizations and 239 Level 2 civilizations."

"That level 3 civilization is called the 'Kasha Civilization.' Although this civilization has an extremely high level of civilization and extremely strong combat power, its population is extremely small, making it completely unable to cope with the overwhelming, multi-faceted, and all-out attack of the Zerg civilization. Therefore, it established a civilization federation."

"To repel the attack of the 'Zerg Civilization' in the east."

"This is why the Zerg civilization has been expanding westward, rather than eastward."

"The Kasa civilization?"

Chen Mang frowned slightly, leaned back in his chair, lit a cigarette, and stared at the star map behind the man for a long time before whispering, "Where is the Kasa civilization? I don't see it on the map."

The man was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously turned around to look behind him. When he saw the galaxy map on the huge screen, he froze on the spot, his mouth slowly opening wide, his eyes filled with shock.

Is this a galaxy map?

Damn!

He had only caught a glimpse of this thing once before, in the command center of the last civilization war. It was a strategic material, priceless, and not something a private individual could possess!
He had initially thought this powerful figure was merely an explorer of some civilization.

It now seems that this powerful figure likely held a very high position within that civilization; otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to bring a galaxy map onto his train.

This galaxy map is different from the galaxy map in their train.

This can be updated in real time; it is the essence left behind by mechanical civilization, cannot be manufactured, belongs to non-renewable resources, and is extremely scarce.

The man's throat tightened slightly, but he still rose and walked to the screen, pointing to the eastern edge of the map: "The level 1 civilizations in this area all belong to the 'Kasa Civilization Federation,' which is also the first line of defense."

"The level 3 'Kasha Civilization' is located a bit further off the map."

"About 300 light-years."

"If you have the opportunity to visit this area in the future, you will find it to be very prosperous, with many permanent two-way wormholes and close interactions between different civilizations."

"Which civilization are you in?" Chen Mang asked.

"here."

The man zoomed in on the star system map, pointing to a pale blue planet on the screen: "Level 1 'Peace-Seeking Civilization'."

"Let me see."

Chen Mang stepped forward, first marking the location, then zooming out on the map to find his position. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly, "The straight-line distance between these two places is a full 4.4 light-years."

"Can you afford the cost of creating such a long-distance, one-way, one-time wormhole?"

The distance from the blue planet to the mineral planet is 0.3 light-years.

For such a short distance, the one-way, one-time wormhole he created cost him a full 5000 million units of iron ore.

4.4 light-years.

If the other side doesn't have a cheap way to create wormholes, then by comparison, it would take a whopping 7.33 trillion units of iron ore to create a wormhole that could reach such a distance!

7.33 trillion!

That's a trillion!
If you had that much iron ore, would your train be level 27? It would easily go straight to level 100!
Is it still necessary to go to that mining planet?
Even if that mining planet were completely mined, it would be difficult to extract even a fraction of the iron ore!

"You seem to be lying."

Chen Mang turned to the middle-aged man and chuckled, "I invited you here for tea with such goodwill, but you have deceived me."

Do you know what happens when good intentions are met with deception?

"I"

The middle-aged man's expression shifted constantly, and after a few seconds he said hoarsely, "I'm not lying. Our goal this time is that mineral planet 200 million kilometers away. If we could create this wormhole, we wouldn't have come to this mineral planet."

"Although the Zerg civilization and the 'Kasa Civilization Federation' have not yet officially gone to war."

"But there are constant minor conflicts between them."

"The 'Kasha Civilization Federation' has always regarded the 'Zerg Civilization' as a major enemy and has taken many countermeasures, such as deploying numerous 'hidden wormholes' in locations extremely close to the Zerg Civilization's main base."

“These wormholes are usually hidden and cannot be detected by radar.”

"So that we can pose a highly lethal threat to the Zerg civilization's base from the very first moment of the war."

"It belongs to strategic weapons."

"It is also a top secret of the Kasa Civilization Federation."

"I accidentally obtained information about this wormhole, so I took the risk of activating it and came to this area from my civilization, intending to mine this iron ore, hoping to make a fortune by taking a big risk."

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Chen Mang nodded, counting on his fingers as he murmured, "Let me do the math. You're the captain of a small merchant guild in the Level 1 civilization 'Peace-Seeking Civilization.' There are a total of 9398 Level 1 civilizations in the 'Kasha Civilization Federation.'"

"Even in the Level 3 civilization 'Kasa Civilization,' this information is probably only known to the decision-making level."

And you

"You have access to this level of information?"

What does this mean?

It's like he was in the last world, an old man who got drunk and was bragging in the village at night, spouting nonsense about the speeches his brother on the other side of the ocean would give the next day, things like tariff increases and making China great again.
This is simply impossible.

Rather than an intelligence leak, it's more accurate to say it was precognition.

"I'd really like to know how you got in touch with them. Give me a reasonable explanation."

"That's hard to justify."

The middle-aged man, with a mournful face, said, "It's illogical that I was able to access this kind of intelligence. How could the path be logical? I accidentally joined a group chat, and the name of that group chat just happened to be 'Daily Summary of Strategic Intelligence for the 239th War Zone of the Kasa Civilization.'"

"Then."

"Someone posted the coordinates of this hidden wormhole." "Although I was quickly kicked out of the group chat, I secretly memorized the coordinates. My child is seriously ill and needs a lot of iron ore, so I had no choice but to take the risk and do this job."

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After a long, expressionless silence, Chen Mang finally said softly, "Is this reasonable?"

"It doesn't make much sense, but it did happen."

"So you activated this strategically hidden wormhole set up by the 'Kasa Civilization' to travel here and prepare to mine this mineral planet?"

"Yes."

"Creating such a wormhole would require 7.33 trillion units of iron ore. Even if the 'Kasha Civilization' had a way to reduce the cost of wormhole construction, building such a long wormhole would certainly not cost less than a trillion units of iron ore."

"You used trillions of units of iron ore to create a strategic wormhole just to mine such a small mineral planet?"

Have you calculated how much money you'll lose here?

The middle-aged man, somewhat hesitant to look up, whispered, "The losses are the public funds; I'm the one who made a profit."

Does the "Kasha Civilization Federation" have any laws?

"Have."

Are you familiar with this place?

"Being familiar with the law is essential for our line of work."

"According to the law, what is the sentence for illegally obtaining strategic information about the Kasha civilization and activating a hidden wormhole?"

"Exterminate the entire clan."

"That's good. You abandoned your entire civilization to save your child?"

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, looked up at Chen Mang, and said sincerely, "Before coming here, I assessed the risks of this trip."

"The main mistake in this intelligence leak came from the leadership of the 239th war zone of the Kasa civilization."

"If the incident is exposed."

"My civilization is definitely going to be destroyed, but everyone in that group will definitely die too!"

"So I'm betting that those guys will clean up my mess. Even if I activate a hidden wormhole, they'll patch it up and make it seem like nothing happened. As long as I don't go around talking about it, this won't be exposed."

"After all, hidden wormholes have a chance of naturally dissipating, and their weekly checks mainly focus on that."

"One less wormhole."

"It won't attract the attention of those above, and it's completely within a reasonable range of losses."

“I cannot stand by and watch my child die, and I am willing to risk everything for it.”

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Chen Mang walked back to the tea table, sat down, lit a cigarette, leaned back in his chair, tapped his knuckles rhythmically on the armrest, and remained silent.

The overall process is fairly reasonable.

This also explains why a mineral planet that is extremely insignificant in the universe would be the subject of a wormhole-building expedition to mine it.

Creating a wormhole is not cheap.

This is a completely unprofitable deal.

They're using public funds to make their own money.

This makes sense.

The middle-aged man's logic is actually sound. The 239th war zone of the "Kasa Civilization" will most likely clean up the man's mess to avoid jeopardizing his own future.

They probably won't die, since the Kasha civilization has a small population to begin with, and it's unlikely that they would be executed for this mistake.

But the chances of advancement are certainly slim.

The accounts for this group are easy to calculate.

The government doesn't need another wormhole, but they really need promotion opportunities.

but.

If this matter is to remain completely unknown, the man's mouth needs to be completely shut. Fortunately, he ran fast; otherwise, he would already be being hunted down.

It just hurts.

If only we could give him the iron ore used to create this hidden wormhole.

What strategic wormhole?

Why not just use all the resources to develop him, and let him single-handedly storm into the Zerg civilization and wreak havoc on them!

"Quite bold."

Chen Mang leaned back in his chair, looked at the middle-aged man sitting opposite him with a smile on his lips, and said softly, "But that strategic concealment wormhole is one-way. How do you plan to get back?"

"The minerals mined on this mining planet are definitely not enough for you to return home."

"I"

The middle-aged man looked up at Chen Mang and whispered, "The coordinates of the strategic concealment wormholes that were posted in that group back then weren't just one, but a series."

There are 13 in total.

“I’ve written it all down. Next to the coordinates of the wormhole we came from, there’s another one-way, one-time-use wormhole that leads to the ‘Kasa Civilization Federation.’ I plan to activate this strategic concealment wormhole to go home later.”

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After a long silence with a blank expression, Chen Mang said softly, "That's good."

Back and forth.

Trillions of units of iron ore were thus exhausted.

He upgraded a rainbow-grade accessory to level 50, which only required 45 billion units of iron ore.

With trillions of units of iron ore, he could upgrade all his components to level 200.

Two strategically hidden wormholes created with such a large amount of resources were just casually thrown out by this guy. What's the difference between this and using a golden spoon to scoop iron particles out of aqua regia?
He must be the leader of the Kasha civilization.

I was so angry I wanted to kill him.

If they are not killed, their anger will not be appeased.

"This is what I think."

The middle-aged man explained cautiously, "From the moment we activated the first strategic concealment wormhole, if the leaders of the 239th Theater reported it to their superiors, going back would mean certain death. But even if we didn't go back, running out of energy here, with no ground in sight, would also mean certain death."

"If I die once, I might as well use another wormhole; at least my death will be more worthwhile."

"It will take us about 300 days to mine and travel back and forth."

"However, if the leader of the 239th War Zone fails to report this during this period, his charge will change from 'dereliction of duty' to 'concealing a major error' or even 'colluding with outsiders to steal civilized resources.'"

"If the former might not be fatal, but only temporarily dismissed or have no hope of promotion."

"Then the latter two are doomed to die."

“If he doesn’t report it within a year, he’ll have to clean up this second mess. He’ll have to bite the bullet and clean it up. If he doesn’t, he’ll be doomed.”

"And I will never use any other wormhole coordinates again; I will hide away and live a peaceful life."

"Everyone is safe and sound."

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Chen Mang didn't reply, but silently poured himself another cup of tea. For some reason, he felt a strong empathy for the leaders of the 239th War Zone; it was as disgusting as swallowing a cockroach alive.

This is not even more disgusting.

What's even more disgusting is what's happening now.

I can't get it out, and I can't swallow it.

All he could feel was the footsteps constantly teasing his throat.

Could you please provide the remaining coordinates of the 12 "Kasa Civilization" wormholes used for strategic concealment?

"no problem."

The middle-aged man took the pen and paper from Xiaofang almost without hesitation and quickly began to write.

After the man finished writing.

Chen Mang waved his hand, signaling Xiao Fang to remove the paper, and asked casually.

"What illness does your child have? How many units of iron ore are needed for treatment?"

"Entering a time rift requires 39.9 billion units of iron ore."

"So expensive?"

Chen Mang frowned slightly. He had also had someone accidentally enter a time rift before, but the cure only required 3920 million units of iron ore. How come this man's child accidentally entered a time rift and it would cost nearly 40 billion?

Or, to put it another way, the harm caused by cracks that form at different times may be different?
That's certainly a possibility.

“It is very expensive.” The middle-aged man said bitterly, “Our chamber of commerce can only earn a meager living. We can’t get any big orders. It’s impossible for us to provide so many resources. I had no other choice but to take the risk and do this.”

"That's true."

"My brothers have suffered."

"They were completely risking their lives to do this job with me."

“Tell me more about your stories, I’m very interested.”

that's it.

They talked for more than three hours.

In those three hours, Chen Mang learned a lot about the "Kasa Civilization Federation" and gained a general understanding of other civilizations. His first contact and exchange with other civilizations was quite pleasant.

"I've been eyeing this mineral planet for a long time."

Chen Mang patted the armrest, stood up, looked down at the middle-aged man sitting in the chair and said with a smile, "It's definitely impossible for me to give it to you, but I can let you mine 100 billion units of iron ore."

"It's for your child's medical treatment, as well as some travel expenses."

"I am very interested in your chamber of commerce."

“We should have a lot of opportunities to cooperate. I will land on the mining planet first, and you can follow behind slowly.”

"but--"

"Before that, I need to trouble you one more time. My assistant is a bit clumsy and lost that piece of paper. I'd like to trouble you to write down the coordinates of those 12 strategic hidden wormholes again so I can see them."

The middle-aged man sitting in the chair paused slightly, looked at the paper and pen that Xiao Fang handed him, and took them.

"no problem."

Three minutes later.

In front of the man, Chen Mang took two sheets of paper filled with coordinate data from Xiao Fang and compared them one by one. After confirming that there were no errors, he looked at the middle-aged man and smiled, saying, "It seems that our cooperation should be very pleasant."

"It is an honor for our 'One Sweep Merchant Guild' to cooperate with such a powerful figure as you."

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the sweat from his forehead. In any case, he had survived this time, and if everything went smoothly, his daughter would also survive.

He never even considered writing something fake.

Although if this person rashly activates those strategic wormholes and angers the leader of District 239, he will certainly die.

but--

As the saying goes, even those who are close at hand are enemies.

Dying later is a matter for later.

If he were to lie now, he would be dead.

The coordinates of a wormhole are extremely complex. It is impossible for him to make up 12 coordinates in a short period of time, remember them, and rewrite them several hours later.

He had guessed from the beginning that this person would definitely make him copy it.

He had a life motto: he must be able to distinguish between dying in the future and dying now, and he would listen to whoever was closest to him.

After the man left.

The Stellar accelerated instantly and, under the watchful eyes of the "One Sweep Merchant Guild" convoy, shot off into the depths of space at an extremely high speed.

the goal--

Until, a small mineral planet a million kilometers away.

"Let's add these 12 coordinates to the database first; we might need them in the future."

"Although its authenticity is questionable, it's better to have something than nothing."

Chen Mang sat in the train cabin, tossing two sheets of paper onto the control panel beside him. The mechanical eye inside the cabin began to slowly rotate and align itself with the strings of data on the two sheets of paper.

"Train conductor, do you think these coordinates might be fake?"

"Hard to say."

He sighed softly and leaned back in his chair: "I took a look. These coordinates have no pattern or memorable points, and the numbers are so long that it's hard for the human brain to memorize them. I certainly couldn't. How come he was able to memorize so many long strings of coordinates?"

"It's not that difficult to modify a few numbers and make the same thing twice."

"However, I do need a merchant guild within the 'Kasha Civilization Federation' to work for me. Let's try cooperating a few times."

"I'm thinking"

"It's good to have a powerful backer. Since the 'Kasa Civilization' has so many resources to build wormholes, let's look for opportunities within the 'Kasa Civilization Federation.' Maybe we can earn a lot of iron ore."

after all--

There's only one mining planet near him. After he finishes mining this planet, the nearest mining planet will be another one 378 light-years away.

Building a wormhole 378 light-years away is too expensive.

Even if he could afford to build it, he wouldn't make much money.

We still need to go to the "Kasha Civilization Federation".

However, how to get there remains to be discussed.

He couldn't possibly go back with the middle-aged man. What if there was someone guarding the end of the wormhole? If he went there and claimed he didn't know Qiu Yisao and was just passing by, that excuse would be hard to use to survive.

but
Chen Mang leaned back in his chair and suddenly laughed. With a hint of helplessness, he picked up a strawberry and popped it into his mouth. This guy was really bold. He could be considered both brave and resourceful, but the bravery outweighed the bravery.

Indeed, he was brave.

"At least a Level 3 civilization!"

Inside the Class 27 mechanical train, Qiu Yisao summoned all the train captains from the Chamber of Commerce to his own train. Pointing out the window at the Stellar train speeding towards the depths of space, he looked at everyone with a serious expression and said in a deep voice.

"I talked to this person for more than three hours, and we talked about a lot of things."

"What is certain is that he is definitely not a space pirate."

"Based on my guess, he's at least a high-ranking member of a Type III civilization. Firstly, there's the sheer strength of his train, and then there's the 'galaxy map' that can be updated in real time."

Logically speaking—

"The 'galaxy map' is a remnant of the mechanical civilization's demise, but it's definitely not from the civilization of this region. After all, it knows almost nothing about this area, and it doesn't even have a 'translator'."

"Do you know what this means?"

A bearded man standing nearby hesitated and asked, "Does this mean that the civilization this person comes from is very backward?"

"wrong."

Qiu Yisao shook his head seriously: "This means that this person's civilization has achieved unification, but it's not a 'civilization federation,' so there's no need for a 'translator.'"

"My only question now is, if he's not from this region, how did he obtain something like a 'galaxy map'?"

"Or perhaps similar methods have been developed in other regions."

"The level 10 super-powerful effect of 'Time-Space Leap' is to create a random wormhole to any corner of the universe. I suspect that's how he got here, but this effect requires a lot of resources."

"I have an idea."

"Since he comes from an advanced civilization, his vision is definitely broader and more far-reaching than ours. What he's implying is that he wants to find a representative within the 'Kasha Civilization Federation.'"

"If we can achieve a deep cooperation with him, perhaps we will never have to live this life of licking blood off the knife again."

"He's new here and doesn't know anything about the place, which is exactly when he needs people."

"What do you think?"

Everyone looked at each other.

"Brother Qiu, whatever you say goes. The brothers will all listen to you. You have the best brain. We'll do whatever you say."

"Row!"

Qiu Yisao took a deep breath: "Your words are enough."

A three-hour conversation is not short, but it's not long either.

The things that can be communicated are not entirely detailed.

Before parting ways with Qiu Yisao, he asked Qiu Yisao to go back and make a copy of the general information about this area, which Chen Mang was now slowly reviewing inside the train.

It will take another thirty to forty hours to reach the mining planet.

"Attack energy range?"

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Chen Mang looked thoughtfully at the information scrolling across the screen.

The so-called energy range is actually the same as the level.

An energy range of 5000 corresponds to an attack strength of level 50.

It makes no difference.

They changed their story.

The information in the database is incomplete; it only mentions that something happened that caused the designations of "levels" to become "energy ranges," and that the hierarchy between levels is no longer absolutely overwhelming. It's very vague and just mentioned casually.

What interested him even more was—

There is actually a "cultivation civilization".

He usually cultivates using iron ore, breaks through barriers and forges spiritual treasures using Murphy stone, and makes talismans using copper ore.
However, in this kind of civilization...

There is no such thing as iron ore.

They prefer to call it a spirit stone.

"What a fine spirit stone."

Chen Mang looked at the various pieces of information on the screen with a slightly strange expression. He had long known that the abilities of all civilizations came from "core energy," but the methods of utilization were different, and the train was just one of them.

However, the civilizations he encountered were mostly connected by trains, such as Qiu Yisao.

This was the first time he had ever seen someone using iron ore for cultivation.
A cultivator at the Golden Core stage can single-handedly withstand a level 20 train.

That's ridiculous.

Chen Mang sighed, leaned back in his chair, and gently rubbed his temples. He said in a low voice, "So my current Stellar is a level 27 mechanical train. In the cultivation civilization, that's considered half a step into the Nascent Soul stage?"

"I've been developing for so long, and I'm still not even at the Nascent Soul stage?"

"Let's see if we get a chance."

"I refuse to believe that a Nascent Soul cultivator can defeat my Stellar Ship. One shot from the Arcanon main cannon, what can he possibly use to block it!"

(End of this chapter)