Chapter 389 - 233: Train Reform._2

"The male protagonist begins a long escape, but eventually is caught."

"Hmm, sounds interesting, what happens next?"

"Next, the fairy relentlessly pursues the male protagonist."

"..." After a long silence, Old Pig cautiously asked, "In your script, what fraction of the movie is dedicated to the male protagonist releasing pressure?"

"One third."

"How about the pursuit sequence?"

"One third."

"And the relentless pursuit by the fairy?"

"One third."

"Isn’t it just a damn beat, kill, and romance?"

"Huh?"

Zhang Yiren was slightly taken aback and then looked down at the script in his hand for a long time, muttering, "Seems like it..."

"Well, Pig Train Captain, I’ll make some changes."

"Do a serious rewrite. While it needs to fit the public’s taste, the public doesn’t have such vulgar taste, right? Can you make it more plot-driven? Have you seen ’E City’? Shooting something like that would be great."

Zhang Yiren was stunned, pointing incredulously at his own nose, "Me, shoot ’E City’?"

"Why not?"

"I’ll... give it a try."

After Old Pig left.

Zhang Yiren looked down at the script in his hand with a complex expression. "E City" was an extremely classic film before the apocalypse, one that held a prestigious place in film history. He was just a third-rate screenwriter, wasn’t he overestimating his own abilities?

With his intellect,

He could only shoot something like aliens battling Nascent Soul cultivators.

He then took a deep breath, violently tore up the script in his hand, and looked at the surrounding staff, "Wrap it up, we’re not shooting today. I’ll rewrite the script in the next few days."

"Xiaomei! Where the hell are you going!"

"Huh?"

Already about to step through the Gate of Space, Xiaomei turned her head and asked Zhang Yiren in confusion, "Aren’t we done? I’m going to see clients."

"You’re a damn actress, not a prostitute!"

"I know, can’t I have a side job?"

"Fine."

With a weary and fatigued tone, Zhang Yiren said, "Go ahead, I’ll go with you."

"Director, where are you going?"

"Red House."

"Who are you picking?"

"Picking you."

"I’ll give you a discount."

"Give your mother a discount. I’m going to ask the residents what they want to see and get some inspiration."

"Oh, oh."

...

"This is my plan."

"Or rather, my vision."

Outside the Constant Star Train.

Chen Mang leaned back in a camping chair, with his feet on a nearby chair. Ji Chuchu knelt beside him, quietly massaging his calf. With a somewhat dazed expression and a cigarette between his fingers, he gazed at the horizon and said in a low voice.

"This apocalypse is more dangerous than you and I imagined."

"The train is our only shield."

"But relying on just one train, how can we survive this catastrophe? I want to build the ’Fixed Star’ train into the hub of human civilization and even... the hub of all races."

"All races friendly with humans, like the Goblin Race, can come to us on the Fixed Star for trade."

"I want the ’Fixed Star Coupon’ to become a universal currency in the cosmos."

"This way, I can acquire more resources faster through resource integration, which will be much quicker than mining. And after integrating everyone, no matter what I want to do or what component resources I need, I can issue bounties for others to complete on my behalf."

"..."

Er Dan furrowed his brows in deep thought for a while before speaking, "I roughly understand your thinking, Master Mang. You don’t want to directly manage them, but rather integrate these resources through a form of cooperation to serve your interests."

"But there are three difficulties in this."

"First, it’s hard to communicate between different zones, and even information is hard to transmit unless you establish fixed radio stations in advance."

"Second, integrating so many trains, the Fixed Star space might be insufficient. After all, it requires a vast space, not a scattered space made of hundreds of refrigerators."

"Third, the Fixed Star must possess something that other trains absolutely don’t have, something rare enough to increase the currency’s value and gain people’s recognition."

"Hmm."

Chen Mang leaned back against the chair, stubbed out the cigarette butt in a soda can, and said softly,

"I’ve considered these three points. I’ve got plans for the latter two, but I still don’t have a plan for the first point, though I have some ideas."

"Neon City" is the perfect hub fulfilling these conditions in his mind.

This city was built for trains.

Everything from the roads to the spacing between buildings and even parking lots were designed for trains. The stores in Neon City also sell extremely rare goods, like the ’Memory Bank,’ but he still doesn’t know how to replenish the stock yet.

Some of the accessories for the Fixed Star, such as the ’Clothing Customization Production Line’ reaching Level 1000, should also be considered scarce goods.

As for the first point.

If the ’Train Tunnel’ can traverse different zones, it implies that it’s possible to travel between different zones. Once he figures out how the zones are formed, or if he can mass-produce ’Neon City Entry Tickets,’ the progress of this plan will significantly accelerate.

It’s a distant plan.

He doesn’t know if it can be realized in the future.

But if it truly starts to materialize gradually, and the value of the Fixed Star Coupons is recognized, then it may seem like he only has one train, but in reality, the power he can mobilize will be like a mighty army!

"Very difficult."

After a deep breath, Er Dan looked at Chen Mang with admiration, "But it sounds so inspiring, Master Mang. Seriously speaking, you’re the first person I’ve seen who dares to think this far ahead in the apocalypse."

"For some reason, I believe this plan will ultimately succeed."

"Then am I..."

"Considered a pioneer of this plan?"

"Of course."

Chen Mang smiled and patted Er Dan, "You’re my guinea pig, and also my number one car. Apart from integrating the power of other trains, I need some subsidiary trains to carry out certain tasks for me."

"I think, despite the apocalyptic despair, and everyone losing their homes,

"if only we keep trying,

"perhaps one day, we will rebuild our home in the universe."

"The word ’apocalypse’ doesn’t inherently mean ’death,’ but rather ’rebuilding.’ Shouldn’t that be the essence of the apocalypse?"

"Yes."

With a serious expression, Er Dan looked at Master Mang, "A few days ago, I thought exploring the Adventure Map was working for you, Master Mang, but now I feel like it’s not just for you, it’s also for the continuation of all humanity."

"Master Mang, you’re setting your sights really high."

"It’s alright."

After stretching his muscles, Bai Qi, Chen Mang said with a smile, "Take a break here alone, the iron vein over there is almost done being mined. I am still quite curious about what reward will come after completing your Adventure Map’s S-level difficulty task."

"Hope it’s useful."

"Sure."

...

Then Chen Mang hugged Ji Chuchu and entered the train compartment.

The existence of "Dust-free Glass" made it impossible for the outside to see what was happening inside the train compartment. Leaning against the control panel, Chen Mang raised Ji Chuchu’s chin with his index finger, looking at her slightly trembling eyelashes and red lips, he teased with a smile.

"Thought about it?"

Ji Chuchu’s cheeks turned slightly red, her eyes dodging like a mosquito’s voice, "Hmm..."

...

The wind rose and clouds gathered, thunder rumbled in the sky.

An hour later.

Chen Mang leaned inside the train compartment, looking at some component information on the Train Panel, deciding to upgrade some components, like the "Solar Energy Panels."