"..."
He leaned back on the chair, his face calm as he lit a cigarette and looked at the Train Radio. Clearly, the plan had failed.
Humans, when faced with disaster, are actually a relatively united species.
But unfortunately,
Itâs necessary during a disaster, before it truly strikes, thereâs always many with a lucky mentality, not knowing what theyâre hoping for, including those few Level 9 trains, when having another option, they would still make exorbitant demands.
Murphy Stones per train.
They really dare to ask.
If he had that many Murphy Stones, would he still need to unite with them, selling one Murphy Stone for 50,000 units of iron ore each, wouldnât that earn 6 million?
"Train Captain."
At this momentâ
Ai pushed the door open and came in: "Is there any other plan?"
Chen Mang was silent for a while before he exhaled a long puff of smoke and waved his hand gently: "Call Mondo and Doba over."
...
"These are the only 6 Murphy Stones in the train."
Chen Mang pointed to the Murphy Stones on the table beside him and looked at Mondo: "When you teleport to the advanced area and encounter advanced trains, you can sell the Murphy Stones to them."
"Start with a high price; if they canât afford it, you can slowly lower the price."
"Only accept iron ore."
Doba nodded seriously, looking at Mondo: "Sell them for as much as possible, but if they canât afford it, then lower the price."
"Understood!"
Mondo nodded emphatically.
"Go, whether you manage to sell these 6 Murphy Stones or not, you must return to the train immediately in 20 hours. Go to Car 4 and take two âGoblin Train Ticketsâ yourself."
"Also, bring some other supplies, cigarettes, cigars, cola, Spatial Bags, whatever you see fit."
"Doba, see if Mondo can teleport with the fridge; if not, wear more clothes."
Only one pocket per garment can have a spatial function.
But you can wear multiple layers.
Or, like Ai, cut out the pocket with the spatial function, forming a small Spatial Bag, and then put another Spatial Bag inside a Spatial Bag.
This was Aiâs invention.
Ai calls it "Aiâs Spatial Bag," and even installed a pocket inside her stomach.
The price is extremely low.
Only 1 unit of wood is needed.
Arguably the most cost-effective item on the train, although the fridge also has a spatial function and a larger capacity, a Level 10 fridge requires 4500 units of iron ore, which is much more expensive than spatial bags.
...
After finishing all this, Chen Mang looked at Ai again.
"Go sell the Spatial Bags, priced at 1000 units of iron ore each."
"Try to earn more iron ore before the âZombie Volcanoâ erupts, after the disaster strikes, seize several trains, avoid the Level 9 zombies, and try to gather 6 million units of iron ore."
"Understood."
As for the target to plunder.
"..."
Chen Mang looked calmly at the two Level 9 trains on the Target Detection Radar, they didnât chase him anymore, now itâs time for him to chase them. Heâs been tailing them from a distance, as soon as they split up, itâs his time to strike.
Level 9 trains.
Under stealth attack, he wouldnât necessarily lose.
The manufacturing cost of one Level 9 shell for the "Doomsday Cannon" is 700 units of copper ore, and after two rounds of halving consumption, itâs only 175 units of copper ore per shell.
He has a total of 1,295,000 units of copper ore.
Capable of manufacturing 7400 Level 9 shells.
This isnât nearly enough for the "Zombie Volcano" crisis, but itâs more than enough to ambush a Level 9 train, their Wealthy Energy Shield wonât withstand his Doomsday Cannon.
Moreover,
Heâs 20,000 meters away, their Target Detection Radar canât detect his train at all, his "Radar Shield" is Level 10, even if they discover him, he can disguise as a Flesh and Blood Train with "Mechanical Antenna."
He can lock onto the Level 9 trains from a super long distance with the Doomsday Cannon and deliver a devastating instant strike.
Then comes the time to seize.
If reasoning doesnât work, itâs time for physical means.
Sugar-coated bullets, pick one.
...
And at this timeâ
In the "Combat Training Virtual Space,"
The Train Captains of nine Level 9 Mechanical Trains were standing on a ring, having a small meeting.
"What are you guys doing?"
A middle-aged man frowned: "While I understand breakdowns can happen, arenât you guys breaking down a little too fast? Iâm not even there yet, and youâre already falling apart? Shouldnât we wait to talk until everyone is here?"
"Canât you be considerate of those of us who are far away?"
"Considerate of you?" the bald man said with a gloomy face, "Who the hell is considerate of me? My second-in-command died without a word, who do I turn to for justice?"
"That damn Fixed Star doesnât follow rules, ending negotiations with immediate murder!"
"Cooperating with someone like that will only lead to being stabbed in the back in the future!"
"So what now?" the middle-aged man asked the other man with a serious tone: "Weâre all aware of our situation. If that blue area were so easy to reach, we wouldâve gone there a long time ago, and wouldnât be stuck here for so long."
"Itâs precisely because we canât go that weâre staying in Zombie Basin."
"We can use the fact that Fixed Star doesnât know this as a bargaining chip, but if negotiations completely collapse, weâll die too. The plan proposed by Fixed Star is actually the only way for everyone to survive, and all trains must gather together to have a chance to live."
"The copper ore from the other trains must be collected, or it will never be enough."
"How many Murphy Stones were you asking for?"
"100 per train."
"That many? Didnât we initially set it at 50 per train?"
"Wasnât I giving him room to haggle? But he didnât even try to barter, just flatly rejected it."
"..."
The middle-aged man was silent for a bit before gritting his teeth slightly: "In that case, thereâs only one way, to wait, just wait!"
"If during this âZombie Volcanoâ crisis, Fixed Star canât execute their plan, theyâre dead!"
"He doesnât know for now that we also canât leave Zombie Basin."
"We act calm."
"When he canât hold back and comes asking us again, thatâs when weâll lower the price, and he wonât have room to refuse."
"Now, itâs about who has stronger nerves."
"Their Target Detection Radar can detect when the Zombie Volcano erupts, and we canât, so those who can see the fuse often find it harder to stay calm. From this point of view, we have the advantage."
"I have no problem."
The bald man said expressionlessly: "But I want to say first, after this crisis is over, the few of us agreed to surround and attack Fixed Star, even if it has many Supermodel Effects, I donât believe it can withstand six Level 9 trains."
"This stake, I will have my share."
"Alright, count me in."
...
Under the night sky.
The two Level 9 trains traveling side by side finally separated and drove in different directions.
"Phew..."
Just stepping out of the Combat Training Virtual Space and returning to the train room, the bald man glanced at the pinned message in the Train Radio and snorted coldly, now they know they want to sell Spatial Bags? 1000 units of iron ore each?
It really is a good thing.
He was somewhat tempted.
Itâs clear that Fixed Star plans to quickly earn iron ore to advance to a Level 9 train and escape Zombie Basin, he actually hopes Fixed Star can gather enough resources to upgrade to a Level 9 train, just to see the expression when Fixed Star finds out that even at Level 9 they canât leave Zombie Basin, he found it amusing.
He didnât buy it.
Although he really wanted it, he knew Fixed Star certainly wouldnât sell it to him anymore.
But it didnât matter.
When Fixed Star eventually comes begging him, these things will all be his.
If youâre asking for help, you need to have the right attitude.
But the most important thing right now is to select a new second-in-command, as his previous second-in-command was just killed.
And at this momentâ
Beep beep, beep beep.
A loud alarm suddenly blared inside the train.