System: My Doomsday Train-Chapter 572 - 290: "Without 9 lives, who would dare to play like this.
"Hmm, hmm."
The middle-aged professor nodded and explained, "In the wild, we always need a place to stay, so we all worked together to build some houses."
"The axes should have come from the ’Axe Production Line’, right?"
"Without resources, how did you manage to make axes?"
"Without axes, we used stones to slowly grind, cut down trees, and then trim off the branches and leaves, finally building houses. Although it’s time-consuming, on this deserted island, the one thing we don’t lack is time."
The middle-aged man recalled the past and, looking at Chen Mang, rasped, "To be honest, at first, we thought we all time-traveled together, thinking we were no longer on Water Blue Star. Just before Doomsday, movies had this novel element of time travel."
"Later, after talking to each other, we realized everyone was from Water Blue Star and thought it didn’t seem like a collective time travel. What’s the situation outside now... Can we still return?"
"Has the government been rebuilt?"
"Do we still have to repay the pre-Doomsday mortgages?"
"No need to repay them."
Chen Mang looked at the train not far away and quietly said, "None of the loans need to be repaid, the government is long gone. Old Pig, come over and tell him about the situation outside."
Then he strode back into his train compartment.
Slowly pushing the control lever, amidst the crowd’s stunned gazes, he shot into the air, heading deep into the island!
This was his first time seeing such a region.
It was likely the safest area on the entire planet, even putting infants here, might survive due to the high-grade minerals in the island’s center. If no one wants them, they will be his gain.
Only after a close approach.
Did he discover that those trains constantly diving into the sea didn’t have ’Deep Sea Shield’ components for waterproofing in the ocean, nor did they have ’Propellers,’ special wheels for underwater maneuvering.
No components at all.
Just the most primitive locomotive head.
Several trains were docked by the shore.
Then they would weave a rope out of vines, throw a train into the sea, with some bait inside to lure fish, and as the train on the shore started moving, pull the train in the sea back to shore.
A slightly bizarre ’fishing net.’
The Constant Star Train quickly landed in the island’s center.
10,000 ’mining robots’ carrying pickaxes disembarked from carriage No. 10 in an orderly fashion, quickly entering the work site to start their tasks.
It benefited him greatly.
All the mines were in a refresh state, and others couldn’t mine, only he could.
But...
Chen Mang disembarked from the train compartment, leaned against the train, and looked at the towering forests around, lighting a cigarette with a calm expression, without speaking.
There were many bird calls in the forest, and occasionally, squirrels could be seen nibbling on nuts atop trees. Perhaps due to the lack of monsters, this area was teeming with animals, while in other places, most animals were eaten by monsters.
The entire forest was vibrant with life.
He pondered a question.
Should he bring these survivors aboard the Constant Star, about ten thousand people?
The Constant Star certainly didn’t lack survivors at this stage, but in the future, he would need a large number of survivors—ten thousand would not be enough. If possible, he wanted over a billion, providing Dream Stone was the most basic, as he hoped for a civilization of his own.
But these survivors hadn’t been through the harshness of the Doomsday, nor did they understand the situation entirely. Likely, they would consider the benefits on the Constant Star as granted and might cause unreasonable trouble.
"Train Captain."
At this moment, Ai, who had disembarked from the train, spoke, "We can’t avoid doing something because we’re worried it might trigger minor consequences. We resolve problems as they arise; the overall direction is still correct."
"..."
Chen Mang glanced at Ai, nodded slightly without speaking, having already made up his mind.
There were still many survivors and trains on Water Blue Star.
He contemplated whether to implement mandatory measures to bring everyone aboard the Constant Star slowly, or voluntary, letting everyone choose whether to join the Constant Star, as many Train Captains were unwilling to live under someone else’s roof.
It seemed that in a few days, he needed to spread the news of ’Insect Race Civilization,’ with sufficient panic, the Constant Star would be the only salvation.
Having made up his mind, he extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray Fang was holding, glanced at Ai, and said, "Don’t just focus on mining; let the residents come out to work. In these days, try to empty out this island."
"Collect all these trees, and those birds, squirrels, monkeys, even earthworms."
"I’ll later craft a higher-level Gate of Space."
"And some of those fish in the sea."
"Those are sea fish..."
"Then get some seawater, or figure it out yourself."
With a serious expression, Chen Mang patted Ai on the shoulder, "If there’s a problem, solve it; that’s not a big issue. Once we leave Water Blue Star, we might never see these things again, create an entire ecological park."
"Even if other planets have these, they definitely don’t seem as familiar as Water Blue Star’s natives."
"Go ahead."
"Oh, those who found jobs in Neon City, don’t bother them; let those yet to find work come out and work."
...
Biaozi squatted on the ground, looking at the middle-aged professor also squatting and pointed to several trains not far away, "Don’t you have a lot of trains? Without iron ore to manufacture Energy Stones, what will you do when your Energy Stones run out?"
