My Doomsday Train.

Chapter 300 "Who is Uncle Li to you?" (Seeking monthly votes)
Nothing unexpected happened along the way.

Chen Mang piloted the Stellar train, following the convoy along the highway. About two hours later, they arrived at the outskirts of an extremely prosperous city.

This planet has a speed limit.

Otherwise, given the speed of his Stellar train, it might be an exaggeration to say that it would take a sneeze to get there, but a few more sneezes would definitely get him there.

"senior."

Qiu Yisao's voice came through the "train radio" walkie-talkie.

"The peace-seeking civilization has strict control over trains. Except for the trains of some leaders and a small number of people such as the law enforcement bureau, all other people's trains can only be parked in the suburbs."

"The parking lot charges by the day; the price for parking for one day is 1000 units of iron ore."

"And you cannot carry any firearms or other weapons."

The other person spoke very cautiously, as if they were saying something very serious.

That is indeed the case.

For a train conductor, all their strength is on the train. Leaving the train is like being empty-handed and having no sense of security. It's not an exaggeration to say that they are entrusting their lives to others.

but
"Okay, lead the way to the parking lot."

Chen Mang said softly.

He has a special item called the "Hell Hat," which grants him the same level of protection as the train's armor within 10,000 meters. He rarely uses it, mainly because he generally doesn't want to put himself in danger.

We definitely need to go to that city ahead.

Cities are hubs for the exchange of civilizations. Only in cities can one learn more about a civilization and personally experience its scope.

A distance of 10,000 meters is definitely not enough.

Fortunately, he had a refrigerator.

Within the range of the detection radar, the refrigerator enjoys the same level of protection as the train's armor. Its detection radar range is a full 0.1 light-years, more than enough to completely cover the entire planet.

In addition, the supermodel effect of the 200-level refrigerator allows you to freely move between different refrigerators.

As long as he is careful, there shouldn't be any problems, unless it's the kind of instantaneous explosion that affects the entire city and leaves him no time to react.

but.
This possibility is also very low. With Xiao Ai on the train and the radar fully activated, no detail can escape Xiao Ai's eyes, so the danger level is already very low.

Thirty minutes later.

The Stellar followed the convoy of the One Sweep Merchant Guild and drove into an abandoned warehouse far from the city.

It looks like a grain warehouse being converted.

As the warehouse doors slowly opened, a large amount of dust flew out, and trains filed in one after another. The warehouse was quite large; each train here had been expanded and was basically as tall as the Stellar. One can imagine how big the warehouse was to be able to accommodate so many trains.

just
The Stellar train is too long.

After much effort, they finally managed to get the Stellar train to turn around in the warehouse, fold it up, and then stop inside.

"."

Accompanied by Lao Zhu Biaozi and others, Chen Mang stepped off the Hengxing train, stood on the dusty warehouse floor, stomped his feet a few times, and then looked up at the dilapidated ceiling above the warehouse and laughed.

"It's been a long time since I've felt so grounded."

He hadn't left the Stellar for a long time.

The place on the mining planet is not easy to step on; it will hurt.

As for Aquamarine, that doesn't count; Aquamarine is part of the Stellar constellation.

This feeling of being grounded is quite nice.

The gravity is basically the same as on Earth, and the air quality is not much different either, so it's quite easy to get used to.

And at this time——

Qiu Yisao, who was standing to the side, walked over alone and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Senior, the parking lot over there is too expensive. Generally speaking, it's mostly out-of-towners who park there. Locals can just find an old abandoned warehouse to park in. The only downside is that it's a bit far from the city, and it takes some time to get there."

"Ah."

Chen Mang glanced inside the warehouse, then walked to the warehouse door with Biaozi and the others. He opened his arms and looked out at the somewhat desolate suburbs in front of him, taking a deep breath with a rather relaxed expression.

He likes this feeling of being grounded.

Then he took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, turned his head to look at Qiu Yisao and said with a smile, "Since we don't have to park in the parking lot, can't we park it anywhere in the suburbs? Our train won't be ruined by a rainstorm, will it?"

He originally asked Qiu Yisao to lead the way to the parking lot, but after hearing Qiu Yisao say that locals don't go to the parking lot, he followed Qiu Yisao's lead and did as the Romans do.

"That won't happen."

Qiu Yisao shook his head: "But the government of the 'Peace-Seeking Civilization' doesn't allow trains to be parked haphazardly in the suburbs, as it affects the planet's appearance and isn't a good way to present a positive image to the outside world."

“I have a motorcycle on the train, senior, we might need to ride the motorcycle over there.”

"Alright, but once we're in the city, don't call me 'senior' anymore. Keep a low profile and just call me Chen Mang."

"This"

Qiu Yisao stood there stunned, subconsciously glancing at his brothers standing in a group of businessmen not far away, and then at the more than one hundred fierce-looking, uniformed burly men standing behind his senior.

After a long pause, he said awkwardly.

"Senior, it might be difficult for you to keep a low profile when you enter the city with such a large entourage."

"Yes."

Chen Mang glanced behind him, paused for a moment, and then casually said, "Biaozi, let everyone get on the bus. Just you, Lao Zhu, and the Zhang brothers can come with me."

"That's much better now, what about your brothers in the chamber of commerce?"

"They usually work separately for the Chamber of Commerce, and only work together when the Chamber of Commerce has a big project."

"Are only these train conductors coming with us? What about the other passengers on the train?"

"Senior, you mean the people below? Those people have long-term work contracts with the train. They eat, drink, and relieve themselves on the train and never leave."

"clear."

Dust rose in the wind.

Chen Mang and his group, led by Qiu Yisao, arrived in the suburbs of this highly modern city. After driving onto the main road, a long queue formed in front of them just before they entered the city.

Queuing for review.

However, the review process is extremely fast.

Chen Mang rode on his motorcycle, looking at the "land-based flying machines" in front and behind him with curiosity. They resembled cars, but flew close to the ground, and looked extremely futuristic.

I'll buy one later and drive it around.

Yes.

His main purpose in coming here this time was to spend money.

The currency of all civilizations in the entire "Kasa Civilization Federation" is extremely uniform: "iron ore." Of course, it is entirely possible to replace it with other resources by communicating with merchants.

It's not that no civilization has ever considered creating a currency.

However, it's too difficult to implement.

After all, no currency is as reliable as iron ore. Whether in times of war or peace, iron ore will not suddenly depreciate or collapse.

Although there is no currency, there are tokens.

For example, in Sanshui City, every citizen has a wristwatch that allows them to deposit their iron ore units in a bank and digitize the data on their wristwatch, making transactions more convenient. However, this is generally only done by locals; most tourists still prefer to pay with cash for the iron ore.

Today's consumption target: 1000 million units of iron ore.

He planned to buy a lot of things, such as crop seeds and other miscellaneous items.

soon--

As the group moved forward, Chen Mang arrived at a place that resembled a "highway tollbooth." The spotlights on the walls on both sides of the checkpoint shone red lines onto him, and then several lines of text appeared on a screen on one side of the wall.
-
"Scan complete."

"Uncivilized wanderer, life level 0, no need to lock up."

"Entry permitted."

"Peaceful Civilization, welcome to Sanshui City, the No. 8 main city."

"I hope you have a safe and pleasant journey. Please abide by the laws and regulations of the Republic of Korea and respect local customs. In case of any unexpected events, you can call the mayor's hotline at 2377998 through your wristwatch or a public phone for assistance."
-
After several lines of text appeared on the screen, the indicator lights on both sides of the wall turned green, and the gate in front opened.

This indicates that passage is permitted.

Chen Mang slightly twisted the throttle and rode his motorcycle away from the checkpoint. Just as Qiu Yisao had said, his identity belonged to "uncivilized vagrants".

Civilization cannot be joined.

For example, he cannot join the "peace-seeking civilization" now. After his own civilization was destroyed, he became a wanderer. To reintegrate into a civilization, there are only two paths.

The first path is to rebuild one's own civilization.

The second path is to have a child with someone from another civilization. The child will automatically acquire the imprint of that civilization, and in subsequent generations, they will be completely integrated into that civilization.

"The imprint of civilization".

It comes from the rules of the universe, or rather, it is a part that is born from the normal operation of this universe.

It cannot be faked.

The leader of a civilization possesses a seal that can only be used by that person; this seal is called the "Civilization Seal." By stamping the seal on a planet, that planet becomes part of your civilization in the universe.

In the "galaxy map," this planet is represented as belonging to the xx civilization.

Extremely simple.

You can stamp anything on any unclaimed planet.

as long as
As long as you can withstand being killed, that's fine.

The "Civilization Imprint" can be used in many other ways, such as the imprint left when a "wormhole" is created. Once a civilization advances to Level 1, it can possess this imprint. He has no plans to rebuild civilization yet.

Rebuilding civilization in this region requires review by the "Kasa Civilization Federation." If the review is passed, the civilization will join the federation; if the review is not passed, the federation will destroy it if it deems the risk too great or useless.

Having this "civilization seal" means you are truly standing on the chessboard of the cosmic civilization struggle and truly participating in this great battle.

It is a ticket to a bright future, and also a ticket to hell.

Not long after leaving the checkpoint, they entered a city called "Sanshui City".

"."

Chen Mang stood there, leaning on his cane, looking at the crowds of people coming and going and the bustling traffic on the street. He didn't seem out of place at all, not because his clothes or anything else blended in perfectly.

There were just too many strange and unusual people here, so he was inconspicuous with his cane.

There's another animal on the other side of the street, hopping and skipping along with its head on the ground.

"call."

After a long while, he let out a soft breath, his expression somewhat complicated.

He had witnessed the destruction of a civilization more than a year ago. A "God-Slaying Civilization" that had just advanced to a Level 1 civilization was instantly destroyed by the Zerg civilization. At the time, when he saw this scene on the star map, he didn't feel much.

Only one planet has disappeared.

It's just that the name of a civilization has disappeared.

There are countless planets like this on the entire galaxy map; one less or one more is not worth paying attention to.

But when he actually stood here, in a city of a first-class civilization seeking peace.

Only then did he truly experience the cruelty of the clash between civilizations.

Everything here—the skyscrapers, the pedestrians on the road, the trains on the street—will vanish into nothingness in an instant, disappearing from this world, and billions of lives will perish with them.

Everything about this civilization—its history, culture, technology, and everything else—will be completely erased.

No one cares.

The reconstruction of Blue Planet has been quite successful this year, but the planet will become a dead planet in two years. He needs to find a new habitable planet in the next two years and put it on the train.

Qiu Yisao and the others had already left. After being separated for so long, he told Qiu Yisao and the others to go back and reunite with their families first, and he would contact them again if there were any problems.

Before parting, Qiu Yisao left him a phone number.

This person can be contacted via a wristwatch or a shared telephone.

"Let's go."

Chen Mang didn't linger. Instead, he leaned on his cane and walked along the street, following the crowd. He looked at the dazzling array of shops on both sides of the street. Zhang Yi and Zhang Er were carrying refrigerators on their shoulders, scanning their surroundings warily, alert to any possible danger.

Everyone can die.

Lord Mang cannot die.

With Master Mang dead, everyone is doomed. Not to mention, the Stellar Train will be scrapped on the spot, and all its energy will be cut off. The Blue Planet, having lost its star capsule, will face an even greater doom.

Their sister must die too.

The "peace-seeking civilization" is vigorously promoting the tourism industry, but not all cities are tourist cities. Sanshui City is one such tourist city.

There are many people from other civilizations in this city.

Humans make up the largest proportion.

Sixty percent of them looked like humans, with only slight differences in height and skin color. The remaining fourty percent were all different kinds of creatures.

"That's... the Green Onion Civilization?"

Chen Mang turned to look at a man who was brushing past him, quickly flipping through the information on his tablet, and finally his gaze settled on a page of information.
-
"Green onion civilization".

"The creatures within this civilization grow large green onions on their heads, and these are extremely sensitive physiological organs."

"Pull it out and take it at a critical moment to quickly heal all your injuries."

"It is only effective for the individual who takes it, and it cannot be regenerated."

"The beings of this civilization have a strong fondness for scallions, and have even broken through technological barriers for this purpose. Currently, according to statistics from the 'Kasa Civilization Federation,' there are only three types of train parts related to scallions."

"One type is excavated from 'mechanical civilization' sites, but these are relatively few in number."

"The other two types were developed by the 'Green Onion Civilization' with painstaking efforts to ensure that the train has enough fresh and sufficient green onions to eat during interstellar travel."

Thirteen years ago, Da Cong Civilization attempted to manufacture a batch of related component blueprints and put them on the market, but the results were dismal.

"This civilization has two planets."

"One scallion is for creating a habitable environment, and the other is for the specialized research and cultivation of different varieties."
-
"so amazing."

Chen Mang looked up at the man with a large green onion growing on his head who was gradually disappearing into the distance, and muttered in a daze, "I really want to catch one and keep it on the train."

He had just bought this tablet at a store; it contained basic information and characteristics of most civilizations.

Just like.

This civilization is extremely united, to the point of being frighteningly united.

He acknowledged that.

After all, according to the information on the data panel, it is extremely difficult for a Level 1 civilization to manufacture component blueprints. This civilization can not only manufacture them, but also manufacture two of them, which shows its strength. It would be impossible to do this without unity, even though they are all white-grade components.

Besides the tablet, he also bought a wristwatch and four translators for Biaozi and others, spending a total of 6000 units of iron ore.

The watch is relatively expensive, costing around 2000 units of iron ore.

"Mr. Mang."

Suddenly, Biaozi, who was standing to the side, thought of something and said with a strange expression, "Since that scallion is their most sensitive physiological organ, does that mean that if they are seriously injured, they have to choose between death and eunuch?"

"that is not."

Old Pig shook his head: "It's just the most sensitive part, it doesn't affect fertility. At most, they won't say that anymore. It's just that the creatures of this civilization can only use green onions for themselves, otherwise I feel like I wouldn't have survived until now."

"Not really."

Chen Mang flipped through the information on the tablet and said softly, "The reason why the scallion civilization did not perish is purely because the mechanical civilization's methods were too mild."

"According to the information recorded on the tablet."

"The scallion civilization has a very humiliating history, originating from the 'mechanical civilization.' Long ago, after learning of this characteristic of the scallion civilization, the mechanical civilization captured many members of the scallion civilization and subjected them to numerous inhumane experiments."

"With the addition of other technologies, the original blueprints for the yellow-grade accessory 'Medical Pod' were developed."

"The 'Medical Pod' is an accessory obtained after upgrading all trains. Its existence has raised the medical levels of tens of thousands of civilizations in the entire region to an extremely high level, and the Onion Civilization has made an undeniable contribution to this."

"Inhumane experiments don't sound very gentle."

"Relatively speaking."

Chen Mang walked to a bench on the side of the street, leaned on his cane, and sat down, flipping through the pages: "After all, the mechanical civilization did not directly destroy the scallion civilization, but allowed it to continue."

"In the universe, this can no longer be described as gentle; it could even be considered foolishly benevolent."

"Leaving behind a seed that will one day come to seek revenge."

The tablet contained a wealth of information about civilization.

Aside from the lack of information about the Kasa civilization, there was also a considerable amount of information about the mechanical civilization, and he finally understood why the "train" had become a mainstream system in the universe.

It is inevitable, and it is also a trend.

The original blueprints for train components allow any civilization to create them and perfectly integrate them into the train.

It's like the train is just a "phone," and each civilization can download different applications from the market, or develop its own program and perfectly integrate it into the phone, with a completely open interface.

the most important is--

It can draw on the essence of other civilizations.

Mechanical civilizations cannot possess the characteristics of the scallion civilization. These are inherent characteristics of civilizations and cannot be plundered unless one is reincarnated. However, through the research and development of original blueprints for train parts, they can plunder in a roundabout way.

Over time.

When a civilization possesses the characteristics of all other civilizations, one can imagine the terrifying power it must wield. The train is the medium.

This includes the "Cultivation Civilization," which refers to cultivating oneself without relying on external forces. In the context of the universe, this means improving one's "life level," placing one on par with cosmic behemoths.

But only those from the "Cultivation Civilization" can become cultivators.

People from other civilizations cannot do this; even if they obtain the same techniques, they cannot cultivate them. This is also a characteristic of civilizations.

then.

The mechanical civilization once again captured a large number of cultivators and developed a "combat training virtual space" to improve their overall physical qualities through a large number of map chips and other means, until they broke through a certain limit and raised their life level from 0 to 1.

It embodies great power.

According to the records on it, the "train system" was not developed by the mechanical civilization. It seems to have existed for a long time. It was the mechanical civilization that carried it forward, developed a large number of original blueprints for train parts, and continuously improved and perfected the system, which gradually became the mainstream civilization system in this region.

As for places further away, he didn't know.

It now seems that the train is the last remaining means of transportation.

Cars and heavy trucks are too small to accommodate enough vehicles and people.

Spaceships and starships cannot be upgraded from level 0 and are unusable at the beginning.

Only a train can perfectly achieve this: starting from level 0 on land, it can upgrade step by step, continuously install various accessories according to its own needs, build more carriages, and upgrade certain accessories in a targeted manner, thus owning a train that is completely its own and suitable for itself.

"."

Chen Mang sat on a public bench on the street, constantly flipping through information about various civilizations on his tablet, especially those related to mechanical civilizations, which he would often linger on for a few moments.

But it's probably half true and half false.

It's not the kind of "official history" that you'd call it; it's more like unofficial history.

But it's not entirely hearsay; it does have some source.

At that time, on his "galaxy map" of Water Blue Star, the westernmost part was the territory of the Zerg civilization, the easternmost part was the territory of the Kasa civilization federation, the middle part was a buffer zone, and the northern part was the territory of the "mechanical civilization".

It has now been largely destroyed.

The great battle back then caused extreme chaos in that area, and there are still many traces of the attack. Countless light-based energy attacks are still flying in that area, and they won't stop until they hit something.

The "Kasa Civilization Federation" possesses a two-way permanent wormhole leading to that ruin.

Every year, a large number of people go there to explore.

The mortality rate is as high as 78%.

Of the ten trains that pass by, only two or three will return alive. The reason for this continuous stream of trains is that bringing back anything of value from the mechanical ruins basically means making a fortune.

After all, it comes down to our ancestors.

In this region, the ancestor of the train civilization system is the mechanical civilization. If you are lucky enough to find a "part blueprint" that is also a useful part, you will become rich!

Get rich in one wave!
As long as you have the resources, you can manufacture the corresponding blueprints for an unlimited number of parts. The price is predictable, as long as it's not some kind of cheap, unusable blueprint.

"call"

After a long while, Chen Mang finally raised his head and rubbed his sore neck. He had once obtained a blueprint for a blue-grade accessory called "Deep Sea Shield".

However, that blueprint was a small "original drawing," not the real original drawing.

It is a small original blueprint placed in a "shuttle" by a mechanical civilization. After being deployed to a planet that has suffered apocalypse, it can give that planet multiple original blueprints of that component. It is not the kind of large component blueprint that can be infinitely copied.

He sat there and watched for a long time.

My neck is a little sore.

Looking at the crowds on the surrounding streets, he still vaguely realized that he was on the territory of a civilized planet. Only by standing high can one see more.

This half day.

He spent most of his time browsing this kind of information and gained a general understanding of the civilizations in the vicinity of this area.

However, he suddenly discovered something very interesting.

According to records.

Many powerful figures in cultivation civilizations are quite arrogant, believing that great power must belong to oneself and cannot be obtained from external forces; otherwise, they cannot be considered true powerhouses.

Mechanical civilizations, however, do not argue about this at all.

Mine, mine, all mine.

I'll seize everything, compress it into parts, and load it onto the train. I want everything, both external and internal, it's all mine.

On cultural inclusivity.

"Mechanical civilization" is undoubtedly number one, perfectly accepting the characteristics of different civilizations without any discrimination, considering them all to be good things.

At first, the cultivation civilization was very proud, but the mechanical civilization acknowledged the power of their civilization's characteristics.

But soon.

The cultivation civilization began to regret why it had promoted its own unique characteristics.

"Let's go."

Chen Mang lit a cigarette and brought it to his lips. After stretching his body, he continued walking along the street: "Let's find a restaurant and see what kind of weird stuff other civilizations are eating."

delicacy?

He didn't have any expectations; he just felt he would be eating some strange things.

For example, sashimi with scallions.

The streets on both sides are lined with tall buildings that look like office buildings. It's unclear what kind of jobs are inside. In the "Peace-Seeking Civilization," most people still go to work in an orderly manner. Only a few people with assets will take a gamble, going bankrupt, taking out loans, and emptying all their savings to build a train that can travel between stars and go out to seek their future.

After all, the speed at which trains earn iron ore is much faster than the speed at which jobs earn iron ore.

Don’t say anything else.

He saw the job posting for a convenience store clerk in Sanshui City, which said that the monthly salary was about 5,000 yuan.

And he
On "Mining Planet No. 1", they obtained more than one trillion units of iron ore. This is only half of what they have mined; it is not yet fully mined and is still being slowly mined on the Star Train.

He increasingly felt that the "Starship" was somewhat like a mechanical dragon, swallowing mineral planets and then slowly digesting them.

I wonder when I'll be able to devour another mineral planet like this.

He did the math.

With an iron ore deposit worth over one trillion, if a convenience store clerk in Sanshui City saved all of their salary without spending a single penny, that would be a huge sum.

It would only take 2500 million years to accumulate that amount.

not bad.

Although trains can earn iron ore faster, they can lose money even faster. The cost of upgrading each component is simply unaffordable for the average person, and losing money is the best-case scenario; a mishap could lead to a train crash and loss of life.

The phrase "emptying one's family fortune to gamble" refers to nouveau riche.

Rather than the middle class.

The middle class empties their savings, upgrades a few parts, and then they're practically broke.

It's not just those wealthy people; which wealthy family doesn't have trains in their household? They've already planned out the route before the child is even born.

Society became extremely harmonious, completely free of anxiety, and many of the people he met looked to be in pretty good spirits.

There were absolutely no class contradictions.

The main contradiction of class is not that one side crushes the other, but that those below can see opportunities to climb up, and that people occasionally climb up, which makes them anxious and want to be one of those people.

However, this is impossible to achieve, and when expectations and reality clash, contradictions and anxieties arise.

The train solved this problem perfectly.

Those at the bottom see absolutely no chance of climbing up. When there is absolutely no opportunity, they accept their current living conditions, which, from a certain perspective, is one way to resolve social conflicts.

It means that the gap between the rich and the poor has been widened to an extreme degree.

That way there's no conflict.

Good.

at this time--

"Oh!"

The door of an office building facing the street on the right was suddenly pushed open, and two or three security guards kicked a disheveled young man out. A middle-aged man following behind spat a thick phlegm at his feet without any mercy and said coldly with a mocking look in his eyes.

"To tell you the truth, the company hired you solely to reduce taxes. Do you really think your garbage ideas are valuable to the company?"

"A piece of trash."

"You really think you're smart?"

"You think you can really beat me? You think you can compete with me? When I was making a living, you were still in your mother's womb! Do you really think your weird and wonderful ideas are groundbreaking?"

"That's not innovation, that's idiocy!"

"Get out of here. Your severance pay will be credited to your personal account within 15 business days."

The young man with messy hair got up from the ground without saying a word, picked up his scattered file folders one by one, hugged them to his chest, and pushed through the crowd to walk to the other side of the street.

At dusk.

The boy had his head down, so his expression was not visible. Only a few rays of sunlight fell on him, making him look somewhat dejected.

I can tell.

In any civilization, watching plays is an innate human instinct.

In just over ten seconds, a crowd had already gathered at the company's entrance.

"I found it."

Old Pig, standing nearby, handed Chen Mang a tablet and explained, "Master Mang, this company is called 'Sanshui City Feiyang Technology Co., Ltd.' Their main business is developing 'parts blueprints,' and the Qiuhe Civilization government holds a 51% stake."

"It belongs to a semi-official enterprise."

"Established 79 years ago, yet has not developed a single original drawing for a single component."

"The remaining 49% was held by seven companies on behalf of others. These seven companies subsequently changed hands several times, ultimately ending up with a company called 'Sanshui City Scientific Research Investment Co., Ltd.' All the shareholders of this company share the same surname: 'Jiang.'"

"Another policy of seeking peace and civilization is that all companies that hire homeless people without civility will receive a certain amount of tax subsidy."

"Original drawings of R&D components?"

Chen Mang looked thoughtfully at the information on the screen. He had always wanted to build his own research and development team, because his team would have the greatest advantage: the ability to infinitely probe supermodel effects, an absolute advantage that no other civilization possessed.

However, too many things are missing when it is put together.

Since the idea was proposed, there has been almost no progress.

"Follow."

Chen Mang looked up at the young man who was gradually disappearing down the street and said softly, "Follow him and see."

He was a little curious about this boy.

One sentence from the middle-aged man earlier caught his attention; it was a strange and unusual idea.

He likes unusual and quirky ideas.

Hidden within the bustling city is a slum built within the city's sewer system, the most secluded corner of the entire city.

It's not hard to find.

Instead, nobody noticed.

People only look up at the tall buildings with their extremely beautiful facades, and don't look down at the manhole covers.

A little girl was sitting beside a sewer ditch in the city, vigorously rubbing the clothes in the basin while constantly looking up at a beam of light shining down from the ground to her left.

That's the only entrance in the vicinity.

The sunlight, which was originally nothing special, has become a luxury here.

finally--

After looking up countless times, the girl finally saw a familiar figure. She immediately dropped what she was doing, ran excitedly to meet him, and threw herself into his arms.

With eyes full of joy, she looked up at that familiar face with its sharp features.

"Brother, you're finally back."

"How was it? The boss must have praised you today. I knew you could do it, brother. I found a really nice jacket today. I'll wash it and hang it up to dry so you can wear it to the office tomorrow."

"That's a big company, you need to wear nice clothes."

"After today, you'll officially become a full-fledged employee. Brother, you're not far from realizing your dream of sailing."

"."

The young man silently held his younger sister in his arms for a long time before letting go. He looked at the girl's foamy hands raised in the air, took out the file bag from his arms, and casually tossed it into the sewer ditch beside him. His tone carried a sense of desolation and a forced strength.

"I'm unemployed."

"That company is a scam. They only hired me to meet the three-month work requirement so they could get tax benefits. They didn't listen to my ideas at all, and they didn't care whether I could create the original parts design."

"Three months into my job, I haven't even seen the lab or the R&D factory."

"Everyone sits at their workstations, creating one imaginative PowerPoint presentation after another, in order to ask the government for more research and development funding."

"They are not developing a blueprint."

"They are developing a PowerPoint presentation."

"When I came back, I saw a convenience store was hiring clerks. I chatted with the owner for a while, and he told me to go and work for seven days as a trial first."

The younger sister, who had been all smiles just moments before, suddenly felt at a loss when she saw the disappointment on the boy's face.

"But."

"But before civilization was destroyed, Father was the most outstanding scientist in the research institute, and you, brother, inherited all of Father's mantle, and this is still your most beloved career—becoming a shop assistant."

But soon.

The younger sister, still looking serious, clenched her little fist and waved it: "It's okay. Even if you're just a shop assistant, I believe you can do it well, brother. In another year I'll be 14 years old, and then I can go out and earn money to support the family."

"Uh-huh."

The boy forced a smile and pulled out a small cupcake from behind his back: "It's not all bad news. They compensated me with three months' salary. I did the math, and if we save up a little more money, we can rent a small house on the ground."

"what!"

The moment she saw the cake again, the girl's eyes lit up with surprise, but she quickly whispered, "Brother, weren't you saving up to build the train? You don't need to waste money buying me snacks anymore."

"It's your birthday today, have you forgotten?"

"Yeah.."

The boy walked to the ditch and sat down on the ground. He looked at the various data he had calculated with chalk on the wall. He sat there in a daze for a long time before taking out a half-smoked cigarette butt he had picked up on the road, lighting it, and revealing a bitter smile in the swirling smoke.

Actually, he really dislikes his sister.

If I didn't have a younger sister.

He wouldn't have to force a smile to come back here; he could simply leave this world that left him bewildered. Sometimes, attachment is a painful thing; with attachment, it's not easy to die.

Sanshui City is very large and can accommodate travelers from different cultures.

But it's also very small.

So small that there was no place for the siblings to stay.

perhaps
Perhaps he was wrong. All his knowledge came from his father's notes, and his ideas might be unrealistic. He had not undergone systematic learning.

He might be better suited to be a convenience store employee.

The half-smoked cigarette burned out quickly.

The boy silently fished the wet clothes out of the washbasin beside him, walked to the wall, and prepared to erase all the data on the wall. He thought to himself, "I should just do some basic work from now on. That person was right."

at this time--

"Wait a minute."

"do not move."

The boy was slightly taken aback and turned his head to look. He saw a man walking towards him with a cane. The man's clothes were obviously of high quality, and he was followed by several burly men. He was clearly not someone who would come from the slums.

His expression changed slightly, and he immediately put his hands in his arms to protect his younger sister behind him, and took out his employee ID.

"A few."

"I am a researcher at Sanshui Feiyang Technology Co., Ltd., a company wholly owned by Qiu Heming and under the strong protection of the law enforcement bureau. May I ask what brings you here?"

"."

Chen Mang didn't speak, but strode to the front wall, looked at the words and data on it, took out a pair of glasses for translating text from his pocket, and put them on.

I looked at it carefully for a long time.

With a hint of surprise in her eyes, she turned her head to look at the young man beside her.

"Young man, who is Uncle Li to you?"

The ideas on the wall are from several components, and even include sources for extraction, such as directly targeting a certain civilization, which is extremely aggressive.

He couldn't understand many of the technical terms.

But he understood one of them.

"Zombie manufacturing cage," what a coincidence!

(End of this chapter)