But...
He glanced at the information on the control panel screen about his trainâs parts, it seemed like they indeed had imposing strength, completely not of the same level.
"I finally found a Level 5 mine."
The manâs voice had a tinge of sobbing mixed with unwillingness, why, youâre already so strong, why not go find a new Level 5 mine instead of bullying him, just because youâre powerful you can casually bully people, is there no justice anymore?
In his reluctance, he opened the Train Radio and told this news to a few friends.
Warn everyone to be careful.
In case you see the Fixed Star coming to rob the mine, quickly run.
To avoid losing your life for some iron ore, that Level 19 armor and 81 Level 20 Unmanned Viper Fighters, maybe only those few big shots can withstand it in the red zone, everyone else is unlikely to bear it.
...
"Director Zhang."
Old Pig furrowed his brow, looking at the script in his hand, after a long silence, he finally spoke: "Can you tell me why you want to write this script?"
"No problem."
Zhang Yiren spoke with some enthusiasm: "Right now, Iâm the only one making movies on the Fixed Star, I think movies should be diverse, not just one type of genre, should film multiple genres, this is a good script I thought of over the past two days."
"A thriller genre."
"The protagonist finally escapes from the hands of a female ghost wearing embroidered shoes after going through hardships, and safely returns to family, everyone gathers to celebrate, giving the protagonist a cake with a candle."
"The protagonist, grateful after surviving the ordeal, looks at his family and friends with full gratitude, in the moment of blowing out the candle, he sees out of the corner of his eye that all his family and friends are wearing embroidered shoes."
"How about it, isnât it quite flavorful?"
"..."
Old Pig handed the script back to Zhang Yiren and sighed lightly: "Itâs indeed quite flavorful, is creating scripts so simple for you, inspiration flows continuously, this script canât be filmed."
"Master Mang really dislikes these thriller and romance types of movies."
"Besides, you know, Master Mang usually likes watching movies, any film you make he will watch, so this one definitely canât be filmed, how did that zombie movie Master Mang asked you to film last time go?"
"Almost done filming."
Zhang Yiren hurriedly pointed to the filming group not far away and spoke, hesitated for a moment and then said softly: "Pig Train Captain, thereâs something I want to tell you, itâs... my crew is running out of manpower, I want to recruit some people."
"Then I can pay them wages."
"But..."
"I donât have any profitable means, so I was thinking maybe we could try charging for the movie first? Set the ticket price at 0.1 Fixed Star Coupon or something, try a pilot..."
"No."
Old Pig shook his head rejecting this idea: "Developing the free market economy within the train is a very complex matter, you have to look at it from a dialectical perspective, not to mention you want to go for market economy, the venue, Gate of Space, holographic image, and various props you use for filming are all the Fixed Starâs."
"Why should they be free for you to use?"
"Shouldnât you pay?"
"Also enjoying the Fixed Starâs protection in the doomsday, shouldnât you pay for that too?"
"Market economy wonât be pushed forward in the short term, no need to think about this, especially with so many residents laying off recently."
"Everyoneâs anxious to find suitable positions in Neon City."
"Who has the mind to spend money on movies."
"Talk about this later, Iâll go check other places."
Zhang Yiren watched the back of Old Pig leaving in haste, hurriedly added: "When the new movie comes out, I hope Pig Train Captain will appraise it and give some suggestions."
Once Old Pig completely left the "Film and Television Base", he sighed lightly, lit a cigarette, pondering without leaving for a long time.
Recently.
He had been considering one thing, his resident number is very late "5122", which is not a good phenomenon, he usually interacts more with the Fixed Star high-ups, so he has his own judgment and insight on the Fixed Star situation.
Lately, the most important thing on the Fixed Star is the resident number, the more forward the number, the higher the status.
So...
He actually wanted to operate something to move his resident number forward a little.
Normally, this is an impossible thing, one radish, one hole, otherwise who would swap this thing with you.
Butâ
As far as he knew, when Fixed Star was in the green area "Shahe Plain", a thug died, at that time the thugâs number was 78, after the person died, this number became vacant.
He wanted to get this number but was a bit clueless for a moment, mainly because there was no precedent on the train, he completely couldnât probe the Pig Train Captainâs tone.
...
Daylight came.
When the sun rose.
Chen Mang also climbed out of bed, first standing by the bedside while getting dressed, looking out the window at the mining robots that had already worked overnight, then he washed up, sat in a chair, lit a cigarette, and began checking the Train Log.
The whole routine had completely become a habit.
As long as he does it once every day upon waking, it always gives him a sense of comfort being in a safe zone, any day he wakes up and canât do this routine, it makes him feel uneasy.
Just like the mattress in a hotel is clearly cleaner and softer than at home, yet sleeping on it just doesnât have that feeling of reliability like home.
People are just suitable to stay in their own den.
No matter how messy or bad, itâs still your own good.