System: My Doomsday Train-Chapter 552 - 286: "Brother, the area around you is entirely occupied by the Insect Race Civilization..."_5
Chen Mang lightly patted the young man’s shoulder, interrupting him, and then looked at the residents below the stage with a smile: "Is that so? From now on, all residents can choose between bread and steamed buns for their daily meals."
He then looked at Old Pig below the stage: "Heat up all the food for everyone in the boiler room."
"Old Pig, this is indeed something you didn’t handle right."
"Everyone is working hard for the train, at the very least, they should get something warm to eat every day, right?"
"Yes, yes, yes."
Standing below the stage, Old Pig quickly nodded: "I’ll take care of it once I get down. It was my oversight."
His face remained calm, but inside his heart was heavy.
Originally, the residents received 30 slices of bread daily, which only used 3 units of iron ore.
Now, the residents want fifteen meat sandwiches a day, which totals 15 units of iron ore.
The daily basic food consumption alone is 90,000 units of iron ore, tripling from before; however, "Solar Energy Panels" can still cover this, and the Constant Star Train can completely handle this resource consumption.
But... a decision made by Master Mang himself, and a decision forced from atop the stage, are two entirely different things.
Old Pig wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looked at the residents who were too afraid to clap or celebrate and remained silent, took a deep breath, and forced a smile to loudly shout and clap: "Great!"
"Thank you, Master Mang!"
With his lead,
the residents began to smile excitedly, cheering loudly. The daily food upgrade was truly a significant improvement in their quality of life.
"Thank you, Master Mang!"
"Long live Master Mang!"
"Master Mang is awesome!"
They shouted all sorts of things, and though it was chaotic, the sound was quite impressive.
"Alright then."
Standing on the stage, Chen Mang patted the young man’s shoulder with a smile: "Now you can get your sinusitis treated, off you go. Next up is Biaozi; everyone should be familiar with him from last night’s Adventure Map."
"He completed eleven tasks."
"He completed the most."
"Without Biaozi, last night’s Adventure Map would likely have ended in disgrace for the Constant Star Train."
"Master Mang!"
Having intentionally tailored a high-precision guard uniform, Biaozi solemnly and uprightly walked up to the stage, standing before Master Mang.
"Well done."
Chen Mang took a medal from Fang’s tray beside him and pinned it to Biaozi’s chest, brushing off the dust on his collar, and said with a smile: "You really did perform well. You truly surprised me this time. In these days, you’re the fastest progressing one on the train."
"One day."
"You’ll truly stand on your own."
"Master Mang..."
Biaozi’s eyes welled up as he stared straight at Chen Mang and shouted, "In this life, I swear to serve Master Mang until death!"
This was the first time Master Mang had formally praised him, and in front of so many people, it was something he had always pursued, and finally... he had achieved it.
"Alright, next, Ai."
Today, Ai was also dressed extravagantly. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
With eyes full of anticipation, Ai walked up to Chen Mang, blinking and patiently waiting.
"Not bad at all."
"You played a significant role in last night’s Adventure Map, earning the top credit fairly and squarely."
"Keep up the good work."
With an expressionless face, Chen Mang looked at the eager Ai and pinned the medal on Ai’s chest. Of course, he knew what Ai was thinking, but never in his life would he speak such embarrassing words, especially not before so many people.
...
The award ceremony came to a lively conclusion.
Up next —
A girl group took the stage to dance to the music, while plates of food were continuously brought out. The banquet had officially begun because how can a celebration dinner be lacking a banquet.
"..."
Old Pig, with a grim expression, looked at his assistant behind him: "Take him to the Medical Cabin to treat his sinusitis, and make sure to fix his damn sinusitis."
"Then..."
The assistant hesitantly made a knife gesture across his neck and asked.
"Follow the procedure; don’t do anything beyond my words."
"Understood."
"I..." At this moment, the young man came over weak-kneed, kneeling before Old Pig with terror in his eyes, quivering as he spoke: "Pig Train Captain, don’t kill me, please don’t kill me, I... I’m just not good with words, please give me another chance..."
"Get up."
Old Pig glanced at the few residents casting their gaze from a distance, forcing a stiff smile, as he helped the young man up, laughing loudly: "Alright, alright, I know you’re excited from being commended, get up first, and we’ll talk in the back."
...
"What are you up to?"
Chen Mang sat at a gaming table in Sun City, glaring at Biaozi and Old Pig as they reported: "I just handed out medals, so what, you want to have someone killed?"
"Master Mang means..."
Old Pig tentatively asked: "Let him live a few more days and then have the guards let a monster through one night to use him as a scapegoat?"
"No need, stop over-interpreting."
Chen Mang shook his head, pushing all his chips into the pot, casually saying.
"It’s a small matter. The resident meals were already planned to be upgraded soon. We’re not lacking this little iron ore; letting residents eat better daily isn’t a big issue."
"Young people."
"It’s normal to occasionally say something wrong; give them chances. Don’t always resort to ’kill, kill.’
"You’ve made mistakes before; did I kill you?"
"The train’s internal affairs, I always leave for you to handle. The train is in a period of rapid development; for such minor matters, just take care of it as you see fit."
