System: My Doomsday Train-Chapter 679 - 308: Is This Even a Damn Train Anymore?! (Request for Monthly Tickets)
"Alright..."
The old man’s face showed a hint of bitterness: "It’s just that our plan might be ruined. Many civilizations have been destroyed, and all the clients for this journey have scattered. For a long time, no one will be in the mood for travel."
"The originally planned development of the ’Scallion Civilization’ is also..."
"Yes."
Chen Mang nodded slightly with a calm expression: "We can talk about these things later. Let me take you to a place first."
Then he said nothing more, just leaned on his staff and walked down the street ahead.
Targeting directly at the stadium.
The old man was not wrong.
His plans were indeed disrupted, whether it was the travel plan or his ’Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill’ plan, all shattered. The plans he had laid out for several days were all ruined under the sudden attack from the ’Kasha Civilization’ without any reason.
For the first time, he understood what dimension reduction strike meant.
He didn’t like this feeling.
He felt that something needed to change.
...
Ten minutes later.
Chen Mang brought a group of people to the "stadium," where the originally triennial Alchemy Master Conference had long since ceased, leaving a mess, with no one staying here.
One could clearly see a solitary refrigerator positioned between the seats.
This was placed here when they left the stadium at that time.
The train now had less than tens of millions of iron ore remaining, so he couldn’t craft a Level 200 refrigerator in the short term. He had to take this refrigerator back, which was one of his main reasons for coming to Central State City.
Although his family was vast, bankruptcy was a momentary thing.
In such cosmic-level wars, resources were simply not enough. The thousands of billions of iron ore he had stored were only enough to upgrade the "armor" by 2 levels, from Level 100 to Level 102, and they hadn’t even fired. If they fired, the resource consumption would be even greater.
Just at that moment—
"Chen Mang."
A slightly aged voice suddenly came from his ear, with a trace of fatigue in the voice.
"Hmm?"
Chen Mang turned his head to see an old man with white hair leaning on a dragon head staff, walking toward him with seven others. He looked at the dragon head staff in the old man’s hand and then at his own Hell Staff, and said softly: "Do you know me?"
"Yes, we do."
The old man, with a group of people, slowly approached Chen Mang, carefully looking him over before rasping: "Long story short, I am the Celestial Secret Pavilion Master, and the seven people behind me are the remaining seven sect leaders from the five major sects and three significant families of the ’Black Tortoise Star.’"
"The eight of us are the highest authorities in Black Tortoise Star now."
"We haven’t observed you for long, but you exhibit all the attributes that perfectly match our Apocalypse Plan’s final selection requirements. I’ll tell you briefly what the Apocalypse Plan entails."
Upon hearing the old man’s self-disclosure.
The pupils of Zhang Qiudao and the old sect master of the Poisonous Snake Sect, who followed behind Chen Mang, contracted sharply. These were prominent figures in the Cultivation Realm, and they never thought they’d meet such personalities, let alone meet eight at once!
...
"I understand."
Chen Mang tapped the end of his staff unconsciously and spoke softly: "Your Cultivation Civilization is struggling to break through to higher levels, so you devised the Apocalypse Plan to accumulate the Cultivation Realm’s resources accumulated over a century, planning to invest them all in a train to help it reach new heights, freeing your Cultivation Civilization from the control of the Kasha Civilization?"
"Yes."
The Celestial Secret Pavilion Master spoke slowly: "You are a smart person; it’s easy to converse with you. But since the plan’s drafting was recent, we have not gathered too many Murphy Stones and resources, which deviates somewhat from the original plan."
"However, your potential is very strong, and we unanimously believe that even without this shipment of resources from the Black Tortoise Civilization, you can still reach a significant height."
"Therefore."
"You can consider it as angel investment."
"Although it’s not much, and it can’t support you to reach the pinnacle, it should shorten your time to the peak."
"How much is the quantity?" 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
"1792 Murphy Stones, 5.1 trillion units of iron ore, 3.1 trillion units of copper ore, miscellaneous quantities of wood, Titanium Crystal Ore, and Red Heart Rock."
"Indeed, it’s not much."
Chen Mang nodded slightly; 1792 Murphy Stones were indeed not many. For all components of the train, the Murphy Stones consumed for upgrades from Level 1 to 100 were fixed at one piece each, and wouldn’t consume too many Murphy Stones to reach Level 100.
But after Level 100, the consumed number of Murphy Stones would soar.
Taking "Gate of Space" for example.
To upgrade the Gate of Space to Level 200, 14,580 Murphy Stones are required.
To reach Level 500, it requires 224,550 Murphy Stones.
A total of more than 200,000.
This is an astronomical figure.
Moreover, the Gate of Space is just a yellow-grade component. The higher the component grade, the more Murphy Stones are consumed per level upgrade after Level 100. This is also why the main guns of the Kasha Civilization’s army are generally at Level 101.
It creates a qualitative change from Level 100.
While consuming the least Murphy Stones.
Anything higher, they couldn’t afford to upgrade.
However—
Although there aren’t many Murphy Stones, the quantity of resources is indeed sufficient, with a whopping 5,100 billion units of iron ore. He’s quite tempted; this is equivalent to mining several Ore Star No. 1s. Plus, the iron ore at the back of "Ore Star No. 1" is still being mined intensively. Once the back of Ore Star No. 1 is fully mined, about another trillion units of iron ore will also be accounted for.
This batch of resources is very timely for the current Constant Star Train.
