System: My Doomsday Train-Chapter 644 - 302: Revealing the Heavenly Secret, Taking Action to Eliminate. (Requesting Monthly Votes)_2

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Chapter 644: Chapter 302: Revealing the Heavenly Secret, Taking Action to Eliminate. (Requesting Monthly Votes)_2

"..."

Chen Mang scrutinized the middle-aged man in front of him. Aside from the Taoist robe, it was hard to see any traces of a cultivator. After pausing for a moment, he opened his mouth and smiled, "Don’t be nervous, brother."

"We are good people."

"No bad person would say they are bad," the middle-aged man softly retorted.

"We are really good people, it’s just that we met a cultivator for the first time and are somewhat curious. We just want to inquire about some things, like... what is your cultivation level, and what is the general state of your cultivation civilization."

"Of course, we won’t ask for free. I will offer a considerable reward."

"No need."

The middle-aged man nonchalantly moved a few steps closer to the Sanshui City Law Enforcement Bureau’s entrance, full of vigilance in his eyes, "If you’re curious, you can go to the ’Black Tortoise Star’ and see for yourself. Tickets aren’t expensive; you Taoist friends shouldn’t find it unaffordable."

The commotion here had already caught the attention of the guards at the entrance of the Sanshui City Law Enforcement Bureau.

"Come back!"

Chen Mang waved somewhat testily, "I’m talking to you sincerely. If you move a few more steps, you’ll be inside the Law Enforcement Bureau, making us seem like we’re trying to rob you."

"I just had a numb foot, just stamping it a little."

The middle-aged man, expressionless, moved a few more steps back towards the Law Enforcement Bureau and had already walked inside the entrance, continuing to move.

"..."

Chen Mang sighed lightly, then tapped on his watch, soon hearing Zhou Shen’s voice along with a faint noise.

"Hello?"

Zhou Shen’s voice was hushed; he was evidently hiding in some corner, stealthily answering the phone.

"Do you know anyone inside the Sanshui City Law Enforcement Bureau?"

"Which bureau? I happen to have some bureau chiefs here at a celebration banquet."

"Let me see, the seventh bureau."

"He’s here, but... I just got to know him, can’t handle anything big."

"It’s a small matter. I have a friend who ran into the courtyard of the seventh bureau, just have him informed, and bring him out for me."

"No problem, what are the characteristics of this friend of yours?"

"Wearing a Taoist robe, he’s a cultivator."

"Alright, hold on."

...

Three minutes later.

The expressionless middle-aged man was escorted out of the "Sanshui City Law Enforcement Bureau" by two law enforcement officers in uniforms and was brought to Chen Mang’s side.

"Leader, this is your friend. We’ve brought him out for you."

One of the law enforcement officers respectfully looked towards Chen Mang and said.

"Thank you both for your trouble."

Chen Mang waved his hand, and Old Pig took out 2 units of level 4 iron ore from his pocket and handed it to the two law enforcement officers, who thanked him and returned to the courtyard.

"So, how was it?"

He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and couldn’t help but laugh, "Why don’t you try moving your numb feet in again and see if you can get in?"

"..."

After a long silence, the middle-aged man finally spoke, "Before coming here, I had a lot of trust in the Law Enforcement Bureau of the Peace-Seeking Civilization. Now it seems there’s no damn difference from ours."

"What do you seniors want to ask? I’ll tell all I know."

"Now we’re ’seniors’?"

"One should respect those stronger than oneself as seniors."

"Follow behind."

Chen Mang leaned on his cane and walked along the sidewalk.

Behind him, Zhang Yi and Zhang Er lowered their heads and grinned at the middle-aged man, "Let’s go, young friend."

...

With twists and turns.

They came to a small alley.

The familiar dim alley, a dead end, Zhang Yi, Zhang Er, and Qiu Yisao were blocking the mouth of the alley.

"Phew..."

Chen Mang exhaled lightly, looking around at the starry sky overhead, nodding with satisfaction, "Such a place has a better atmosphere."

"Name."

"Zhang Qiudao."

"Cultivation level."

"Golden Core, seventh layer."

"Hmm..." Chen Mang pondered, "The cultivation level of Golden Core seventh layer is roughly equivalent to the intensity of level 27 firepower accessories, right?"

"Stronger."

Although Zhang Qiudao’s stance was quite low, his words were full of pride, his head slightly raised, "The cultivation level of Golden Core seventh layer, a full powered single blow can achieve the power of level 27 seven-color level firepower accessories."

"It’s seven-color level accessories."

"Not those trash like white level, green level accessories firepower accessories."

"If I exert all my cultivation with damage, using fighting techniques, its power range is equivalent to level 28 seven-color level firepower accessories!"

"You... seem quite proud?"

Chen Mang looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a slightly strange expression. He really didn’t see what was there to be proud of. Is the power of level 27 seven-color level firepower accessories worth boasting about?

"Naturally."

Zhang Qiudao snorted coldly, "If I weren’t shackled, with just a few of you..."

But he quickly realized his current weak position, coughed lightly and continued.

"It’s just a minor path. Compared to the mechanical train, it’s far less."

"How long did it take you to cultivate to the seventh layer of Golden Core?"

"I am the Third Elder of the Poisonous Snake Sect, with outstanding talent. Entered the sect at 16, detected as having a rare ’Dual Spirit Roots’, stepped into Qi Refining at 18, broke through to Foundation Establishment at 29, became a Golden Core Elder at 89, and this year at 198, am at the seventh layer of Golden Core."

The man’s words were filled with pride.

As if reaching his cultivation level very quickly.

"..."

Chen Mang calculated on his fingers. From cultivation till now, it took him 182 years... If he wouldn’t die in the next 182 years, saying he’d conquer the universe is a bit exaggerated, but wiping out both the Kasha Civilization and the Insect Race Civilization would be effortlessly easy.

This cultivation indeed takes too much time.

"Quite impressive, great."

He still offered some praise before getting to the main topic: "Does your cultivation civilization have ’Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill’? It may not be called that name, just something similar that cleanses impurities within the body."