System: My Doomsday Train-Chapter 678 - 307: Whistleblower, Sword Holder...(Seeking Monthly Tickets)_6
Until just before the fall of civilization.
The new leader of the Peace-Seeking Civilization and the Jiang Family never ended up clashing.
However, the Jiang Family no longer needed to think about settling scores; this time, the accounts were cleared thoroughly.
Standing to the side, Qiu Yisao muttered in despair, "Master Mang, I want so much to hate the Insect Race Civilization, but the disparity between us is too vast. I can’t even muster the hatred; it’s like experiencing a natural disaster."
"Do you think the Insect Race Civilization and the Kasha Civilization will officially go to war?"
"Not in the short term."
Chen Mang patted Qiu Yisao’s shoulder again. By this time, he had become an emotional provider, comforting everyone amidst the excessive death.
This wasn’t mourning for an entire city.
This was mourning for an entire star system.
Naturally, they wouldn’t go to war. The Insect Race Civilization hadn’t invaded at all; this was a staged act by the Kasha Civilization, though he didn’t know why the Kasha Civilization would do such a thing. He hadn’t told Zhou Shen and the others about this news.
The people below did not yet know it wasn’t the Insect Race Civilization that destroyed their civilization, but the Kasha Civilization.
He still needed to earn resources quickly within the "Kasha Civilization Federation" for rapid development.
If the people below showed too much hatred toward the Kasha Civilization, it would likely cause problems during the execution of plans.
He alone knowing about this was enough, with no need to tell others.
...
Mourning for an entire city.
Everyone in Central State City was very busy. Chen Mang wandered the streets unaware of what these people were busy with. Few were crying, and even fewer showed sorrow, yet the entire city was shrouded in an intense atmosphere.
"Bang."
At that moment—
A loud crash sounded from behind.
Chen Mang and the others turned to see a twisted body lying in a pool of blood, clearly jumped from the rooftop of a nearby high-rise. Onlookers glanced at the scene and then continued to busy themselves without changing expression.
"Should we save him?" Ai, who was following behind, asked softly, "He’s still breathing."
"No need."
After a brief pause, Chen Mang shook his head lightly. "Let him go in peace."
His fingertips trembled slightly.
A piece of iron shard on the ground shot into the man’s head with great speed, making him the second person Chen Mang had killed with his own hands.
A stranger seeking death.
With the civilization behind him wiped out, he would become a wanderer without civilization, drifting like a leaf through the universe not knowing where home was. The reason he didn’t feel this way was partly because of his strong mind, and partly because the Constant Star Train, so familiar to him, was on the train.
He simply hadn’t yet rebuilt a civilization, but he didn’t see himself as a wanderer without civilization.
He still had a home.
His home was on the train, within that not-too-large but completely familiar train compartment.
That was his home.
"It’s okay."
In the team was "Qi Kexiu," a young man in charge of parts development, running around comforting Zhou Shen, Mr. Li, and others, "I was also a wanderer without civilization. After joining the Constant Star Train, I felt at home."
"Master Mang is a good person."
"From now on, let’s call this our home. Let’s work hard together, and strive to take revenge on the Insect Race Civilization someday."
These two young people always had strong empathy.
Having been wanderers without civilization themselves, they deeply felt the loss of their civilization and, while comforting others, their own eyes turned red.
"Wow..."
The little sister who had been distributing candies suddenly threw herself into Qi Kexiu’s arms, tears welling up as she softly sobbed, "Brother, I miss Dad..."
...
It wasn’t long before.
Chen Mang again encountered the old man from the "Jimei Tourism Group" on the street.
This universe is really big.
Huge, to the extent that the explosion of dozens of planets makes no difference to the universe.
But also small.
Without any connection, yet they met on the streets of Central State City.
"Master Mang."
Upon noticing Chen Mang, the old man took a deep breath, his eyes slightly red, and after composing himself, squeezed out a smile, "We meet again."
"Mm."
Seeing the old man’s expression, Chen Mang paused for a moment before softly asking, "Which civilization are you from?"
"Jiangping Civilization."
"Jiangping Civilization..."
Chen Mang muttered it once, recalling it was mentioned in the "Good News," one of the civilizations destroyed this time.
"My condolences."
After consoling him again, he finally asked, "Where’s your young lady?"
"She jumped from a building."
Sorrow flickered in the old man’s eyes. "She found it hard to accept the destruction of all her friends, family, tribe, and even home planet. In a moment of carelessness, she jumped from a high-rise, dying on the spot."
"Before leaving, she transferred the Train Captain rights to me."
Although he and the young lady often clashed.
Even almost rebelled against her.
But to be honest, he did have feelings for her. After all, he watched her grow up, like a child. He just wanted to make the business left by the master better. Before the young lady transferred the Train Captain rights to him, she said.
Although there had been many unpleasant things recently.
In her heart.
He would always be Uncle Wang, always the Uncle Wang who played on the swings with her when she was little. She didn’t understand why the adult world had so much betrayal and conflict, why people couldn’t be more peaceful, but she still loved Uncle Wang.
The adult world is so annoying.
She didn’t like it.
She preferred the days of her childhood when everyone played harmoniously while her father was still there. If only time could be turned back.
She hoped Uncle Wang could make the company better and better in the future.
She no longer had the strength to seek revenge on the "Philia Pirate Group." She wanted to leave first.
...
"..."
Looking at the old man in front of him, who was clearly very old but still standing straight, forcing a smile, Chen Mang was silent for a long time before speaking softly again.
"My condolences."
He had said this many times today.
He was tired of saying it.
"Stay with me from now on."
"We can’t just grieve by ourselves; we need to make our enemies grieve too."
