My Doomsday Train.

Chapter 303 Revealing the Heavenly Secret, Obtaining and Destroying It. (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
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Biaozi remained silent and did not reply, but simply retreated behind Mangye. Times have really changed. How long ago was it that his memory could fetch a good price in the memory bank of "Neon City"?

Pity.

Chen Mang turned his head and looked thoughtfully at the shop assistant next to him.

As the saying goes, "one leaf can tell the coming of autumn." Since Biaozi's memories are valuable in "Neon City" but not here, it can be said that there are fewer goblins in "Mechanical Civilization," while there are quite a few goblins in "Kasa Civilization Federation," or even a goblin civilization.

Good.

It seems that the promise made to Doba has been basically fulfilled, and Doba can finally become the true king of the goblins.

And at this time——

The cultivator in the Taoist robe had finished his business with the shop assistant and went into a small house next door. Because he came in late, we didn't hear what he had chosen.

So I simply sat on the sofa in the lobby and waited patiently.

Let's wait until he comes out before we talk about it.

Another employee stepped forward with a beaming smile and extremely friendly sales pitch: "What kind of services would you like to choose? We can erase memories, implant memories, and even sell memories. We have a variety of services to choose from."

"Need not."

Chen Mang waved his hand casually and said, "We're waiting for someone; we won't implant any memories."

"How about trying to sell memories?"

The shop assistant tentatively inquired, "Perhaps a certain stage in your life may seem ordinary to you, but it could actually fetch a high price. The memory assessment is free of charge, and it will be kept absolutely confidential. We will never disclose any of the customer's privacy."

"No, thank you."

Chen Mang shook his head again. Of course he knew that he had a very valuable memory, the memory of time travel, which had fetched a high price in the Japanese city, but he had no intention of selling it.

In his view, losing a memory is not much different from losing a limb.

Life will become incomplete and imperfect.

Painful memories are certainly not good.

But it is precisely because of these painful memories that people can understand more truths and feel their own existence more deeply in this world.

The "Steamed Bun Production Line" has a level 200 god-level supermodel effect that can erase part of one's memories.

He has naturally experienced many painful things, but he has no intention of erasing those memories.

He thought it was great.

The joys and sorrows of life are relative. If a person's life is all happiness and they have never experienced any hardship, that person's final fate will inevitably be self-destruction. Without comparison, it means that life will always be at a low point.

"Okay, then I'll pour you all a glass of water."

Upon hearing this, the shop assistant didn't say anything more, but respectfully picked up the teapot on the table and poured a glass of water for each of them.

"You're quite an interesting person. I thought you'd turn away the guests."

Chen Mang chuckled to himself. He hadn't expected the service at this shop to be so good. They clearly didn't intend to buy anything, yet they showed no dissatisfaction and even poured water for them.

This made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

I haven't met such a kind person in a long time.

"Sir, you are joking. All guests are welcome, and there is no reason to turn them away."

The shop assistant smiled and said a few words to him before leaving, but inwardly he couldn't help but think, "That's nonsense. Anyone who can get into this shop must be at some level, basically a train conductor!"
Without a train, one's mental strength is simply insufficient to meet the standards for performing surgery.

They were all incredibly influential figures!
And he?

He's just a lowly wage earner at an iron mine, making 1.2 yuan a month. How could he dare turn away a customer? They're not even in the same league. A single word from the other party could not only ruin his career, but could determine his life or death.

He kept saying that all visitors are guests.

In his heart, he was thinking that everyone who came was a master, and no ordinary person dared to step into this store.

Even if someone spits in his face, he'd still have to greet them with a smile, let alone refuse to spend any money.

This is not based on service attitude.

It is the great wisdom to face life and death.

Soon.

The cultivator strode out, walked to the front desk, took out a few iron ores from his pocket, placed them on the table, glanced at Chen Mang and his group sitting on the sofa, and then walked out of the store.

He didn't look well, as if he had something weighing on his mind.

"Follow."

Chen Mang looked at the middle-aged man walking out of the "Memory Bank," then strode up and followed him.

The middle-aged man walking down the street seemed to have noticed them as well. He quickened his pace, turned east and west, and stopped in front of the "Sanshui City Law Enforcement Bureau." He turned around and looked at them: "Young friends, is there something you need?"

"Forehead"

Chen Mang stood there leaning on his cane, looking at the sign for "Sanshui City Law Enforcement Bureau" next to him. He sighed and said, "These days, I understand less and less how people play their cards. I thought you would wander around and find an empty alley to talk to me."

"Do I look stupid?"

The middle-aged man calmly looked at Chen Mang and his group, shaking the steel ring on his wrist: "There are many of you, and I am alone. I am also locked up. How can one person fight against you? If we go to a deserted alley, we can die there and no one will know. Wouldn't that be courting death?"

"Whatever the reason you've come to see me."

"Please speak here."

“No time to wait.”

"I trust the Sanshui City Law Enforcement Bureau, and I also believe that Qiuhe Civilization will not stand idly by in the face of any violent and heinous incidents. If you're looking to rob someone, you've come to the wrong place."

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Chen Mang sized up the middle-aged man in front of him. Apart from the Taoist robe, it was hard to see any trace of a cultivator. After pausing for a moment, he still smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, brother."

"We are good people."

“No bad person would admit to being a bad person,” the middle-aged man retorted softly.

"We are genuinely good people. It's just that this is the first time we've met a cultivator. We're quite fascinated and would like to ask you some questions, such as what your cultivation level is and what the environment of a cultivation civilization is like."

"Of course, we won't ask for nothing; I will offer a substantial reward."

"Need not."

The middle-aged man casually took a few steps closer to the entrance of the Sanshui City Law Enforcement Bureau, his eyes full of vigilance: "If you're curious, you can go and see for yourselves on 'Xuanwu Star.' The tickets aren't expensive; you fellow Daoists shouldn't be unable to afford them."

The commotion had already attracted the attention of the guards at the entrance of the Sanshui City Law Enforcement Bureau.

"you come back!"

Chen Mang waved his hand somewhat impatiently: "I'm trying to talk to you seriously with sincerity. If you take a few more steps, you'll almost be inside the law enforcement bureau. It'll make it seem like we're going to kidnap you."

"My foot just went numb, so I stomped it."

The middle-aged man, expressionless, took a few more steps toward the Sanshui City Law Enforcement Bureau. He had already entered the bureau's gate and was still moving.

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Chen Mang sighed softly and tapped his wristwatch. Soon, Zhou Shen's voice and a faint noise came through the watch.

"Hey?"

Zhou Shen's voice was very low, clearly indicating that he was secretly answering the phone from somewhere.

Do you know anyone in the Sanshui City Law Enforcement Bureau?

"How many rounds? I happen to have some bureau chiefs at a victory celebration banquet."

"Let me see, seventh inning."

"He's here too, but... we've only just met, so he can't handle anything important."

"It's nothing. A friend of mine ran into the Seventh Bureau compound. Just have him let me know and bring him out for me."

"That's no problem. What are some of your friend's characteristics?"

"Wearing a Taoist robe, he is a cultivator."

"Okay, just a moment."

Three minutes later.

The expressionless middle-aged man was escorted out of the "Sanshui City Law Enforcement Bureau" by two law enforcement officers in police uniforms and brought to Chen Mang's side.

"Boss, this is your friend. We brought him out for you."

One of the law enforcement officers looked at Chen Mang respectfully and spoke.

"Thank you for your hard work, both of you."

Chen Mang waved his hand, and Lao Zhu took out two units of level 4 iron ore from his pocket and handed them to the two law enforcement officers. The two officers thanked him and then returned to the yard.

"how?"

He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and couldn't help but laugh: "Why don't you try moving a few more steps in if your legs are numb, and see if you can move in?"

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After a long silence, the middle-aged man finally spoke: "Before coming here, I always trusted the law enforcement bureau of Qiuhe Civilization. Now it seems they're no different from ours."

"Seniors, what would you like to know? We will answer any questions you may have."

"Now you're a senior?"

"Those who are inferior in power are naturally seniors."

"Follow behind."

Chen Mang, leaning on his cane, walked forward along the sidewalk.

Zhang Yi and Zhang Er, who were following behind, looked down at the middle-aged man and grinned, "Let's go, young friend."

It's winding and twisting.

We arrived at the alley.

The familiar dimly lit alley, a dead end, was blocked at the entrance by Zhang Yi, Zhang Er, Qiu Yisao, and others.

"call"

Chen Mang breathed a sigh of relief, looked around and at the starry sky above, and nodded with satisfaction: "This kind of place has a better atmosphere."

"name."

"Zhang Qiudao."

"Cultivation."

"Seventh level of Golden Core."

"Hmm," Chen Mang said thoughtfully, "a cultivation level of the seventh level of the Golden Core stage is roughly equivalent to the strength of a level 27 firepower accessory, right?"

"We must become stronger."

Although Zhang Qiudao adopted a humble posture at this moment, his words were full of pride. He raised his head slightly and said, "With the cultivation of the seventh level of the Golden Core stage, the power of a full-force attack can reach the power of a level 27 seven-color grade firepower accessory."

"It's a seven-color grade accessory."

"It's not some white-grade or green-grade accessory, that kind of trash firepower accessory."

"If one were to exhaust their cultivation and suffer damage, and resort to desperate measures, the power would be equivalent to that of a level 28 seven-colored grade firepower accessory!"

"You seem quite proud?"

Chen Mang looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a slightly strange expression. He really couldn't figure out what was so great about it. Was the power of a level 27 rainbow-grade firepower accessory something to be proud of?
"nature."

Zhang Qiudao sneered: "If I hadn't been locked up, you few alone..."

But he quickly realized that he was at a disadvantage, so he coughed lightly before continuing.

"It's just a minor path, far inferior to a mechanical train."

"How long did it take you to cultivate to the seventh level of the Golden Core stage?"

"I am the Third Elder of the Poisonous Serpent Sect. I possess exceptional talent. At the age of 16, I entered the sect and was found to have the extremely rare 'dual spiritual roots.' At 18, I reached the first level of Qi Refining, at 29, I broke through to the Foundation Establishment stage, and at 89, I became a Golden Core Ancestor. This year, I am 198 years old and at the seventh level of the Golden Core stage."

The man spoke with extreme pride.

It was as if he was cultivating at an extremely fast pace.

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Chen Mang counted on his fingers. It had taken him 182 years to cultivate. Such a long time. If he didn't die for the next 182 years, saying he could destroy the universe was a bit of an exaggeration, but wiping out the Kasa civilization and the Zerg civilization would be a piece of cake.

Cultivating immortality is indeed too time-consuming.

"Great, impressive."

He did offer some praise before getting to the point: "Does your cultivation civilization have 'Marrow Cleansing Pills'? Maybe not that's the name, but it's something like cleansing the body of impurities."

"Yes, that's the name. It's a pill prepared for Qi Refining stage cultivators. When refining Qi, a total of 108 pills are taken to completely cleanse the body of impurities, thereby enhancing one's potential and allowing one to reach a higher limit."

"There is also a greater chance of achieving perfect foundation building."

"You need to use sect contribution points and spirit stones to buy it. Spirit stones are what you call iron ore. If you are short of money, you can also choose the 64 or 18 stones options, but the effect will be slightly worse. It cannot completely cleanse the impurities in your body, and the upper limit of your future potential will be lower."

"How much does a single Marrow Cleansing Pill cost where you live?"

"The Marrow Cleansing Pill is a low-grade pill, only suitable for Qi Refining stage cultivators. It is not expensive, and many alchemists can produce it in large quantities. One batch can produce several hundred pills, and the price of one pill is about 100 first-grade spirit stones."

That is, 100 units of iron ore.

"That's not expensive."

Chen Mang nodded thoughtfully, took a bottle of cola from Old Pig beside him, and handed it to the middle-aged man, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes: "Try this, it's my newly developed 'Marrow Cleansing Pill,' see how it works."

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The middle-aged man stared blankly at the opened can in his hand and the dark, murky drink inside, without taking it.

"You might not recognize this, but it's called cola, yes."

"I recognize it. It's produced in the mechanical train's 'Cola Production Line.' The cultivation civilization also sells it, but not many people buy it. I've tried it."

"That's great. In a time of great cultural integration, even cultivators can drink cola. Do you smoke?"

"smoke."

"You really smoke?" Chen Mang asked in surprise. "Aren't you cultivators most averse to having impurities in your bodies?"

"That's right, but the process of expelling impurities from the body can be very enjoyable. Many people mainly enjoy this process. Some Foundation Establishment and Core Formation experts will deliberately smoke to accumulate impurities in their bodies and then expel them all at once."

"Want to try this?"

The middle-aged man finally accepted the cola, took out a silver needle from his pocket, inserted it into the can, and after confirming that the needle did not change color, he hesitated for a moment before bringing the cola to his lips and carefully swallowing a mouthful.

next moment--

The man suddenly paused for a moment, then subconsciously picked up the cola and drank it all in one gulp, his throat bobbing repeatedly.

Followed by.

Almost instantly.

Black impurities were visibly seeping from the pores of the man's body, and the middle-aged man's face was flushed, he was breathing heavily and even his legs were tightly clenched together.

My back kept rubbing against the wall.

He unconsciously let out soft humming sounds.

His eyes, which had been full of vigilance, gradually became unfocused.

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Chen Mang walked expressionlessly to the alley entrance, leaving the middle-aged man alone there to detoxify. Standing at the alley entrance, he silently lit a cigarette, looked up at the tall building in front of him, and sighed deeply.

good news.

His cola seems to be working quite well.

bad news.

His cola, besides replacing the "Marrow Cleansing Pill," may have been given other effects, which is different from what he thought.

ten minutes later.

Chen Mang extinguished the light in his hand, walked back into the alley, looked at the middle-aged man slumped on the ground, and said softly, "How was the effect?"

"Okay, okay!"

"Very pure!"

The middle-aged man struggled to his feet, leaning against the wall for support. "However, my cultivation is currently suppressed, making me unable to resist the effects of the medicine. It's a bit too strong. This is the strongest 'Marrow Cleansing Pill' I've ever seen, even though it's in liquid form."

"And there is absolutely no need for 108."

"Just one bottle is enough to completely purify all impurities in the body."

Generally speaking

"After taking 108 Marrow Cleansing Pills, 90% to 99% of impurities in the body can be removed. The difference depends on the grade of the Marrow Cleansing Pills and the skill of the alchemist."

"A single Marrow Cleansing Pill that removes 99% of impurities from the body costs at least 5000 spirit stones!"

"It's still available, but there's no market for it!"

"And the Marrow Cleansing Pill you gave me, senior, can completely remove 100% of the impurities in the body. It completely surpasses all other Marrow Cleansing Pills on the market and is the best Marrow Cleansing Pill, without exception!"

"Good."

Chen Mang stood there leaning on his cane, smiling, and said, "Then give me an estimate. How much would this bottle of Coke cost where you live?"

The middle-aged man lowered his head, his eyes gradually clearing as he pondered.

"For every percentage increase, the price doubles. If it's 99%, 108 Marrow Cleansing Pills would cost 54 low-grade spirit stones, which is equivalent to 54 units of iron ore."

"This is 100%."

"The price will definitely be extremely high, and it will surely attract a large number of top sects and reclusive families to compete for it. The price will be at least 100 million spirit stones per bottle."

"it is good!"

Chen Mang nodded with satisfaction: "It is fate that we have met here today in this vast sea of ​​people. I intend to make you my exclusive agent. You and your sect will be responsible for helping me market this 'Marrow Cleansing Pill' in your civilization, and I will give you a certain reward."

"But the price needs to be changed; it shouldn't be 100 million spirit stones."

"if only."

"1998 spirit stones."

"what?"

A look of shock flashed across the middle-aged man's eyes. What a joke, 1998 spirit stones?
Even the worst Marrow Cleansing Pills would cost 10800 spirit stones for 108 of them!
This bottle of cola can replace the entire treatment and can also remove 100% of the impurities in the body. It only costs 1998 spirit stones.
He could imagine what would happen.

Looting!

One for everyone!
From now on, no one in the entire cultivation world will buy "Marrow Cleansing Pills" made by alchemists; they will only buy this cola to get the best product at the lowest price!

What do you think of the market at this price?

"Let's not talk about the market for now, but the battlefield will never laugh."

A hint of bewilderment and bitterness flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes as he said, "I didn't expect that you, senior, truly wanted to bestow this opportunity upon me. But this opportunity is something my 'Poisonous Serpent Sect' and I really can't handle. It would destroy so many alchemists' livelihoods, and there's still so much profit to be made. Many sects and families will besiege the 'Poisonous Serpent Sect.'"

"The extinction of sects is just around the corner."

"I will provide you with protection."

"What kind of protection?"

"What is the cultivation level of the strongest person in your cultivation world?"

"The Nascent Soul Ninth Level cultivators have not appeared in public for a long time, and no one has broken through to the Deity Transformation level for a long time either."

"The ninth level of the Nascent Soul stage, which is... level 39."

"Do you have puppets in your cultivation world?"

"Yes, our 'Viper Sect' specializes in puppet control."

"The words 'Poisonous Serpent Sect' and 'Puppet Sect' don't seem to have any connection." "So it was a demonic cultivation sect. The sect leader before him felt that demonic cultivation was not a sustainable path, so he changed it to puppet cultivation, but the sect name remained the same."

"Alright, I will provide a batch of puppets with the cultivation level of the ninth level of the Nascent Soul stage to help you protect the formation."

"One might not be enough, what about those sects and so on, a whole batch?"

"Yes, a batch."

Chen Mang laughed and patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder: "How about it, are you excited? From today onwards, your sect will be the strongest force in the entire cultivation world, and no one can stop you."

"And you are my exclusive supplier."

“I don’t trust you to be the Third Elder. You need to be the Sect Master of the Poisonous Serpent Sect.”

"Senior, I didn't mean to rebel. The sect leader has been very good to me."

"But I only recognize you, and only you can sit as the sect leader."

"if."

The middle-aged man murmured absently, "If there were many 'Marrow Cleansing Pills' of this quality, and a large number of puppets at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul stage to assist, then... we could earn a lot of spirit stones."

"But."

He asked with some confusion, "Why is such a good item priced so low? Even if it were priced at 1 spirit stones, there would definitely be many buyers."

"The cultivation civilization's reserves of spirit stones are not small even within the entire 'Kasa Civilization Federation'."

"after all--"

"The rate at which the cultivation civilization consumes spirit stones is not as exaggerated as your mechanical trains. It is consumed little by little. Many sects and families have accumulated a lot of spirit stones. Those sects and families have been passed down for thousands of years and have a very deep foundation."

"Because I want to earn everyone's spirit stones, if the price is too high, many people can't afford it. Don't worry about those rich people, I have other products to harvest them, oh no, sell to them."

Chen Mang smiled and said that he was suddenly looking forward to seeing what the cultivation world would be like after he dumped it.

Everyone's potential has greatly increased.

Everyone is like a dragon.

In a sense, he has significantly enhanced the foundation and potential of a civilization, making him worthy of sainthood.

"Since we hit it off immediately and our communication went very smoothly."

"Please sit in my train for a few days. I have something to take care of these few days. After that, I will personally lead the puppet army to send you back to the sect and help you ascend to the position of sect leader."

"Oh, right, I forgot to ask you, what brings you here to seek peace with civilization?"

"Delete the memory."

"What memories should be deleted?"

"They've all been deleted, so naturally I've forgotten about them."

"Your cultivation civilization also has a 'memory bank,' why don't you delete things there?"

"Also forgot"

"alright."

Chen Mang looked at Zhang Yi standing at the alley entrance and waved to him. Soon, Zhang Yi strode in carrying a refrigerator.

"Please come in."

"What a fertile land!"

Interior of the Stellar train.

Chen Mang sat in his chair, looking at the information Xiao Ai had gathered from Zhang Qiudao through questioning, and murmured in a daze.

The iron ore reserves of this cultivation civilization are not among the top in the entire "Kasa Civilization Federation," nor are they particularly high-ranking. After all, it is a habitable planet and there are not many high-grade iron ore deposits.

But its advantage lies in having enough time.

A large amount of iron ore has been stockpiled.

This is the biggest drawback of the "Cultivation Civilization": no matter how many spirit stones you have, they cannot be immediately converted into combat power. The more you accumulate them, the more valuable they become.

He needs to prepare in advance.

It's not just the siege by powerful cultivators in the cultivation world that's to be wary of; even more important is the covetousness of other civilizations.

This is an extremely profitable business.

It is very easy to attract envy.

He needs to deal with these villains without attracting the attention of advanced civilizations as much as possible. He'll test the waters with the "Cultivation Civilization" first and see how much he can make this deal.

Go to bed first.

After he wakes up tomorrow, he needs to first retrieve the batch of high-precision instruments that the "Jiang Family" Chamber of Commerce has transported.

Suddenly I realized how busy he is every day.

Somewhat tired, Chen Mang took off his clothes, washed up, and lay down on the bed, gradually drifting off to sleep.

This night.

Chen Mang slept very well.

but--

Some people, however, toss and turn and can't fall asleep no matter what.

For example, Zhou Shen.

Located in a manor in the suburbs of Sanshui City.

It was getting late, the celebration banquet had ended, and the originally noisy and lively sounds gradually faded away.

After seeing off the last guest, Zhou Shen staggered into his bedroom, and the moment he pushed open the door, his previously cloudy eyes instantly cleared.

Sitting in the chair, I looked out the window at the treetops swaying in the wind in the courtyard.

He then looked down at his wristwatch.

After remaining silent for a long time with an uncertain expression, he finally took off his watch and put it aside, choosing to remain silent and not tell anyone about Mang Ye's existence.

Don't tell him about his powerful backer.

They didn't tell the Jiang family either.

He really didn't want to get involved in this mess.

He just wanted to live his peaceful life, but often, things didn't go his way. He happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, and met the wrong people. What could he do?

Master Mang's strength has already been demonstrated.

That "target detection radar" has an extremely exaggerated detection range.

A means to teleport to an unfamiliar, habitable planet out of thin air.

And powerful combat strength, which he hadn't seen with his own eyes, but with the former two, the combat strength wouldn't be weak. It's highly likely that the combat strength is no match for the Kasa civilization, otherwise, Lord Mang wouldn't have acted so cautiously, he could have just robbed all the civilizations.

There are many forms of civilization development.

But the fastest way to get rich in a short period of time has always been the same: plunder.

After helping Master Mang finish this job.

He was now completely bound to Master Mang, and from then on, they were in the same boat, fully integrated into Master Mang's interest group.

He wasn't worried about Master Mang silencing him.

There is no reason.

Meanwhile, inside the Stellar Train, on "Blue Planet," Zhang Qiudao looked up at the azure sky above, his heart filled with bewilderment.

since
Their civilization was called the Immortal Cultivation Civilization, and after joining the "Kasa Civilization Federation," the entire world order changed.

That happened hundreds of years ago.

He wasn't even born yet.

They only heard from the old man that there were supposedly many "immortal cultivation civilizations" in their area, but they had all been wiped out. They even heard this news from the group of train conductors. Before that, they knew that there were also immortal cultivators on the surrounding planets.

these years.

In fact, the enthusiasm for cultivation in the entire cultivation world has declined a lot. After all, even if you cultivate to the ninth level of the Nascent Soul stage and become the strongest in the cultivation world, what good is it? You still can't beat the mechanical train.

They spend hundreds or even thousands of years painstakingly repairing and building, while mechanical trains can achieve a much higher level in just a few years.

Moreover, a cultivator at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul stage cannot survive in the universe, let alone fight or travel long distances. In the past, it was generally accepted in the cultivation world that after breaking through to the Divine Transformation stage, one would ascend to the Immortal Realm.

but--

After learning about the external cosmic landscape.

Everyone is thinking about one thing.

Does the celestial realm truly exist?

Where will you ascend to after breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage?
Many times, he wondered if their "cultivation civilization" had been abandoned, and why everyone else could activate the train token to create mechanical trains, but they couldn't.

Or rather, the universe is fair.

In the entire universe, only people from their immortal cultivation civilization can cultivate; people from other civilizations are also unable to cultivate.

However, this kind of fairness is at a disadvantage for them.

They would rather not have this kind of fairness.

He vaguely remembered why he had come to "seek peace with civilization." It was when he was pondering this question last time that he seemed to have come up with a terrifying possibility, as if he had triggered some taboo, which made him feel shrouded in murderous intent.

After deleting all memories.

Only then did things finally return to calm.

But why didn't he delete his memories from the "memory bank" on his own planet, instead of making a special trip to the "peace-seeking civilization"?

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Zhang Qiudao sat on the ground, deep in thought.

He suddenly realized that "deleting memories" was a false proposition!

When a segment of a person's memory is suddenly missing, the brain will subconsciously try to recall the deleted memory by looking at the cause and effect, making the whole process even more painful.

Where did that murderous intent come from?
universe?

According to the way of the cultivation world, he must have done something against the will of Heaven, and sensed the killing intent of Heaven, which means that he revealed the secret of Heaven and was able to kill him.

The Stellar train spent a full year mining on "Mining Planet 1".

this year.

Many things have also happened on the Blue Planet.

Although Master Mang once said that in two or three years, the Blue Planet would become a dead planet, and at that time he would find another habitable planet and relocate the entire population.

but--

After all, it's where you live, and who wouldn't want to make their living space a little better?

Tieling Wasteland, "Taiping City".

This place, once the starting point of Chen Mang's rise to power, has been transformed from ruins. With the help of a large number of robots, all the buildings in the city that posed safety hazards have been demolished.

Skyscrapers rose from the ground.

Taiping City is where Chen Mang rose to power.

Mang Ye also comes here often.

so.
Old Pig secretly ordered that all resources and a large population on Water Blue Star be prioritized for "Taiping City," making the city extremely prosperous now. Although it cannot compare to Sanshui City, it is more prosperous than Taiping City was before the apocalypse.

Outside the city.

There were rows and rows of orchards and various crops, all looking very vibrant.

"good."

In the dead of night, many people on the train were asleep, but Lao Zhu, accompanied by a few others, walked along the road, inspecting his achievements. He had been in charge of the development and resource mobilization on Water Blue Star for the past year.

Taiping City, in particular, has devoted itself to this cause.

He was extremely satisfied.

The inhabitants of the planet Earth have stopped eating bread since long ago.

The Level 50 Supermodel effect of the Space Gate is: the soil of the Space Gate allows crops to grow faster and taste better.

After the train breaks through level 15, it gains an additional function: "accelerated growth".

It can significantly shorten the growth cycle of crops inside the train.

"Water Blue Star" was naturally determined to be inside the train.

This resulted in crops in this area maturing in a very short time. In addition, with the revival of various basic industries, the planet Water Blue has never lacked food since long ago. Everyone can eat their fill and eat well.

The standard of living is many times higher than in the apocalypse.

A civilization can rely on mechanical trains for its advanced combat capabilities.

However, some basic industries cannot rely on mechanical trains. Among the many civilizations in the "Kasa Civilization Federation," none of them eat moldy bread every day.

The old pig stood with his hands behind his back, nodding repeatedly as he surveyed the area.

The mayor of Taiping City, who was following behind, accompanied them and gave them a tour.

"Pig Captain."

"Under the leadership of Master Mang and Captain Pig, we weathered storms and overcame difficulties."

"We have now basically achieved comprehensive, coordinated and sustainable development, and people's livelihood issues have been completely resolved."

"This is an achievement that everyone acknowledges."

"Ah."

Old Pig nodded with a smile: "It's mainly thanks to Master Mang's excellent leadership. I'm just a worker. How is everyone doing these days?"

"Assignment guaranteed".

The mayor of Taiping City quickly added, "All residents will be provided with housing, job allocation, and marriage assistance."

"As you instructed, Pig Cart Captain."

“All young people of the same age are placed in one area, and their main task is to get married and have children. Last year, 1398 newborns were born, but this is because it has only been developing for a year. It is expected that the number of newborns will reach hundreds of thousands after a year.”

“Everyone has their own job, and some residents who make high contributions also enjoy better living conditions.”

"The settlement currency is Stellar Vouchers."

"Recently, director Zhang Yiren's new film is also preparing for its first ticketed public screening on Water Blue Star. The market economy on Water Blue Star is also being gradually promoted, striving to ensure that all residents can live a life free from worries about food and clothing."

"Human."

Old Pig stood still, turned around and looked at the towering buildings of Taiping City behind him. After a pause, he put his hands behind his back and said softly, "Everyone will definitely have some desires in their life."

"I want a better house, more wealth, and greater status."

"That's called progress."

"We must allow this kind of progress."

"But there are also some people who just want to live quietly in their own houses. They don't want to stand out; they just want to see the world. We should tolerate the existence of these people and also provide them with certain social welfare."

"At least--"

"I don't want anyone to starve, die of disease, or die of thirst."

"By the way, no one committed suicide this year, right?"

"No, the suicide rate is zero."

"That's good. The suicide rate must always remain at zero, do you understand?"

"understand!"

"Good."

Old Pig imitated Mang Ye's verbal tic and looked around again, feeling a great sense of accomplishment. Just a year ago, this place was a wasteland and the city was full of ruins. In just one year, it has changed dramatically. His contribution should not be underestimated.

Then I felt a little regretful.

When everyone moves away, his works will turn to ashes along with the planet Aquamarine.

Pity.

"Are those train conductors still causing trouble after they were removed from their posts?"

"Nothing."

The mayor of Taiping City shook his head: "At first, some train conductors were not used to it. After these conductors were dealt with, the remaining conductors became more composed. After all, they used to bear a lot of pressure as conductors. Now, although their status is lower, they don't have to bear so much pressure."

"There are no monsters."

"I'm not sure about the specific data for other cities, but recently, Taiping City has accumulated a lot of iron ore, all of which was mined from the surrounding mines."

"Ah."

Old Pig smiled and nodded again. There weren't many high-level mines around Taiping City; most were level 1 mines, and even level 2 mines were rare. However, he gave Taiping City a special privilege: allowing its residents who were mining to travel directly to high-level resource mining areas via "shuttle ships."

"Let's save them up first. Once we have a large quantity, I'll report to Master Mang."

There's not enough minerals on Earth right now.

Even Master Mang didn't pay attention to this part.

After some time, he will report back. Lord Mang will definitely be shocked. This can be considered as his effective governance. How can it not be considered a merit?

The outside world is in chaos.

But inside the Stellar train, things were developing in an orderly manner.

Its daybreak.

a new day.

After getting out of bed and washing up, Chen Mang sat down in front of the train control panel, lit a cigarette, and looked at the train log. He quickly skimmed over the detailed consumption of a long list of parts, then looked at the total parts consumption. After confirming that nothing was amiss, he looked elsewhere.

For example, Cyber ​​Mine.

Let's see if anyone got injured last night because of this.

After reviewing all the information.

He then used his wristwatch to contact "Zhou Shen," indicating that he could come over now, as today was a good opportunity to get to work.

Today's objective: To intercept the high-precision instruments belonging to the "Jiang Family" Chamber of Commerce.

However, before that, they needed an acquaintance from the Jiang family to dispel the wariness of the chamber of commerce. "Sanshui City Technology Flying Company" was a good choice. Biaozi had already set off early with Zhang Yi, Zhang Er, and Qi Kexiu.

The story begins with Qi Kexiu, who leads to the middle-aged man from "Sanshui City Science and Technology Flying Company," and then to the leaders, creating a chain reaction.

soon--

Xiao Ai's voice came from inside the train cabin.

"Train conductor, Biaozi's operation has concluded successfully. He's currently on his way to pick up Zhou Shen with the refrigerator."

"very good."

Refrigerators are good.

However, there is a clear drawback: the last person to enter the refrigerator cannot take it with them; the refrigerator will remain in place. Biaozi and the others will have to leave the refrigerator temporarily in Zhou Shen's manor.

There is no chance of someone barging in.

After all, without proper authorization, opening this refrigerator would only reveal an ordinary, unremarkable refrigerator with less than 100 square meters of space.

It's a bit wasteful.

Building a Class 200 refrigerator is not cheap.

(End of this chapter)