Chapter 405 - 241: "You are lucky, the train you are on is about to take off."_2

"Hey, snap!"

"We’re changing scripts, costume designer, come over and take out all the clothes from the last script, we continue shooting the previous one."

...

"Mr. Li."

Old Pig stood in carriage number 15, the "Breeding Carriage," smiling at Mr. Li and said emotionally: "Today, Master Mang officially responded positively to your ’Zombie Spawn Cage’ experiment and gave it high praise and recognition."

"From now on, the train will provide all the resources needed for your experiment."

"Whatever you need in the future, just get it from the Resident Store, if it’s not there, contact me directly."

"The person you wanted, I’ve brought him to you."

Zhang Yi, who followed behind, shook the fridge, and a man full of terror fell out.

"Moreover—"

Old Pig looked at Mr. Li with meaningful eyes and smiled: "Master Mang explicitly said that as long as the ’Zombie Spawn Cage’ experiment succeeds, you will enjoy 1st-level high-level talent treatment, currently only three people enjoy this on the Fixed Star."

"I have said a lot of good things about you in front of Master Mang."

"Understood, understood!"

Mr. Li was so excited his body straightened up: "I will definitely not disappoint Master Mang and the Fixed Star! Also, thank you, Pig Train Captain, for speaking well of me in front of Master Mang. Great kindness needs no thanks, watch my performance in the future!"

"Keep it up, I’ve been optimistic about you from the start, you know that."

"At that time, refusing to let you be a teacher wasn’t meant to make things difficult for you, I just thought being a teacher would waste your talent."

"I understand, Pig Train Captain!"

"Alright, then continue with your work, I’ll be going first."

"Take care, Pig Train Captain!"

...

"Phew..."

After Old Pig left, Mr. Li stood in place, took a deep breath, and after a while, his breathing calmed down. He couldn’t help but tremble as he lit a cigarette, put it to his mouth, speaking hoarsely with red-rimmed eyes.

"See that? I, damn it, finally stood up!"

"1st-level high-level talent treatment!"

"Better than Li Shiji."

"I always said, even if I’m just a pig farmer, I can reach the pinnacle of pig farming! As long as I have a platform, any platform, I can achieve greatness! That’s my ability!"

"Our efforts all these days, Master Mang has been watching."

"Hey..." said the young boy who had been following Mr. Li in a low voice, "Master Mang merely promised, you haven’t succeeded yet, popping the champagne might be too early."

"You don’t understand."

Mr. Li shook his head with slightly red eyes: "At first, I had no ideas at all, just felt like I needed to do something, as I worked, the idea of a ’Zombie Spawn Cage’ emerged, but I didn’t know if this idea was correct, if it was useful to the train."

"I just invested my own money to work on it."

"And now—"

"Master Mang affirmed my idea, didn’t you hear Pig Train Captain say it? Master Mang gave me high praise and affirmation, this means the path I’m on is correct."

"In your eyes, it’s just a promise."

"But in my eyes, it’s Master Mang affirming all my efforts over these days and telling me, the path I’m on is correct, not wrong! Keep going firmly!"

"These are two different things!"

"Phew."

Mr. Li took a deep breath, used his sleeve to wipe the moisture from his eyes, then pointed to the man tied up on the ground beside him: "Go, tie him to the pillar, we continue experimenting tonight!"

...

"I will say, I will say, I’ll say everything!!!"

Master Shen, full of fear, tied to the pillar, looked at Mr. Li approaching with a blade and screamed hysterically: "Don’t come closer, I will say, I’ll say, isn’t that enough!"

"Huh..."

Mr. Li hesitated slightly, stopped his steps, and looked at Master Shen tied to the pillar: "What do you want to say?"

"I don’t know." Master Shen said, breaking down a little: "You guys haven’t asked me anything! Just ask, and I’ll tell you!"

"Wait."

Mr. Li looked towards the young boy next to him: "Go ask if Master Mang wants to get any information from this person."

"Yes."

A minute later.

The young boy returned and shook his head: "I asked President Ai, President Ai said there’s nothing, Master Mang hasn’t met this person at all, use him at will."

"Understood."

Mr. Li’s expression turned a bit strange as he looked at Master Shen tied to the pillar: "You really thought you knew some secrets, didn’t you? Hang in there, it might hurt a bit."

The next moment—

"Ah!!!"

A piercing scream echoed inside the fridge.

"Quickly, bring it over and connect it to that zombie."

"Understood, Mr. Li!"

...

"..."

Master Shen, bound to the pillar, trembled continuously from intense pain, he really wanted to faint, but... the man like a demon before him, he didn’t know what injection was given to him, leaving his brain extremely alert, unable to faint.

Intense pain.

Tormented him in every nerve.

At this moment, he deeply regretted...

Regretted why he had come out to be the first bird, regretted why he pressed "Instant Ejection" instead of "Self-Destruction," regretted when self-destructing in the fridge, only the Special Tools were destroyed instead of including himself.

He thought the opponents captured him alive to get some information from his mouth.

After all, he was the captain of a level 12 Mechanical Train, surely he knew some secrets others didn’t know.

But...

From the beginning to the end, he didn’t see Master Mang at all.

No one even came to interrogate him.

Originally he wanted to play hard, reveal half the information, and use it to secure his survival, but now... the script seemed a bit different from what he thought, shouldn’t Master Mang be curious about the opportunities he had on the level 12 Mechanical Train?

The entire Crisis Valley knew!

He, when being chased at the low-level train, ran to Crisis Valley, where he encountered a great opportunity to rise, shouldn’t Master Mang be curious about this great opportunity?

Especially...

Especially...

Seeing several zombies chained up not far away, all filled with despair, it was the first time he saw someone breeding zombies on the train. Compared to this, the 100 square meter fridge seemed trivial in comparison.

Especially his precious part was even...

...

"Hmm."

Inside the 15th breeding carriage.

Mr. Li slightly squinted, arms crossed, looking at the zombies in front of him: "President Ai has just sent me some high-level intelligence acquired by the train, indicating my research direction has never been wrong."

"Zombies cannot reproduce normally."

"However—"

"Planetary consciousness can be deceived."

"This means we can use reproduction to deceive planetary consciousness, causing core energy to overflow and create zombies at a designated location, allowing zombies to be born in a form of reproduction, the core energy within zombies is far less than that contained in one unit of level 4 iron ore, which means... we need an assembly line where zombies are constantly being created every moment!"

"Then connect to the corresponding ’Zombie Shredder,’ ’Converter,’ ’Container’ and it’s done!"

"No wonder Master Mang values my plan so highly. If my plan succeeds, my name, Mr. Li, will be deeply inscribed in the ’History of Train Development’ of the Constant Star Train for future generations to sing praises!"

"This will be a major achievement, not less than Pig Train Captain’s achievement serving the dragon!"

"Whether I can achieve greatness depends on how well this task is done!"

"Kid."

"You’re lucky, the train you’re on is about to take off."

"You mean the Fixed Star?"

"I mean me."

"You?"

"Didn’t you once say I’m your train?"

"Oh, oh, right, yes, Mr. Li, keep it up, you’re the best!"

The young boy earnestly and admiringly looked at Mr. Li, giving him a thumbs up!

"..."

Master Shen, bound to the pillar, looked at the two before him with eyes full of despair and pain. He didn’t quite understand the talk about planetary consciousness or core energy, but... he could roughly figure out.

He should be...

One of the main experimental materials in this plan.

Good news: In the short term, he won’t die.

Bad news: He’d rather be dead, damn it.