System: My Doomsday Train-Chapter 691 - 310: "Pulupulu." (Requesting monthly ticket)
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In the vast universe, the General of the Western Military District sits in his chair, his murky eyes devoid of any ripple, gazing calmly at the countless stars before him.
The universe is too large.
Even after several wormhole transitions, it would still take at least ten days of marching to reach the territory of the "Insect Race Civilization."
He’s not completely mad in gambling.
Although he wants the "Kasha Civilization" to continue its legacy, he won’t selfishly gamble its legacy for a future he’s only three tenths sure of winning!
This information comes from the annihilation of the "Heaven-Slaying Civilization" a year ago.
Very few people even know the name of this civilization.
Over a year ago, a civilization called "Heaven-Slaying Civilization," newly ascended to Level 1 within the Insect Race Civilization’s area, was immediately destroyed by the "Insect Race Civilization," albeit at an enormous cost, after creating hundreds of thousands of random wormholes. They let their army reach that Level 1 Civilization and annihilate it.
Anyone with a "Star System Map" clearly knows this event.
Even without a "Star System Map," the Train Captain with the seven-color level accessory "wormhole radar" could roughly understand that back then, the Insect Race Civilization intentionally exposed all its wormhole coordinates to the surrounding area.
Letting many people witness this moment.
This is a form of deterrence.
Communicating to everyone that the "Insect Race Civilization’s" territory is not to be coveted by outsiders. Even a Level 1 Civilization, which poses no threat to the Insect Race Civilization, appearing in their domain would incur their immense wrath.
It must be said.
For a long time, everyone aware of this moment truly felt the intimidation from the Insect Race Civilization, and dared not act recklessly—especially the spectacle of creating hundreds of thousands of random wormholes at once, as if their resources were endless.
But—
In his eyes, this is instead an act of cowardice!
This shows that the Insect Race Civilization encountered an extremely troublesome adversary on the front battlefield, so much so that they must ensure absolute peace of their rear base to avoid affecting the front lines, even if it means wasting a large amount of resources to instill fear—using a butcher’s knife to slaughter a sheep.
He pondered for a year.
Unable to make up his mind.
If he’s wrong, this expedition will actively push the Kasha Civilization to its doom, making him the greatest criminal in its history.
But after the incident about Zhang Qidi in the "27 Star Systems."
It made him resolve.
The "Kasha Civilization" is infested with too many traitors; many have already forgotten the existence of war, some even naïvely believe that the Insect Race Civilization will peacefully develop, leaving them alone.
It can’t be delayed any longer.
Continuing to delay will only result in the Kasha Civilization dying by the hands of the Insect Race Civilization.
He must take this gamble.
He’s not fond of gambling, nor is he gambling-prone, but the time has come where he can no longer avoid it.
He didn’t report to his superiors; he could well imagine what they would do, so having made up his mind, he bets everything on this decisive battle!
"Fame that will be eternal, or infamy that lasts forever."
"It’s all riding on this journey."
The old man tightly grips the edges of the chair’s arms, clearly, his heart is not as calm as it appears on the surface.
...
"Sigh."
On Furong Star, in Qingshui City.
Chen Mang stands with Old Pig and others at the entrance of the largest marketplace in the city, leaning on his cane, murmuring a bit dazedly looking up at the blazing sun above, "Even this plan failed; has my luck been misaligned lately?"
He’s resigned to the failures of plans involving the "Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill" and the "Tourism Group."
It’s not his fault.
External factors intervened.
But he didn’t expect even the simple plan of selling "Fiery Sun" clothing would also fail; he specially came to Furong Star, the planet with the most transactions of Mechanical Civilization relics in the entire Kasha Civilization Federation, to sell these clothes.
The result...
Only about a dozen pieces sold, earning 2 billion units of iron ore, and couldn’t sell any more.
The entire market.
No one was buying or demanding, or if there were buyers, the price offered was extremely low, only reaching one-tenth or even lower.
The reason is quite preposterous.
Li Wei, the General of the Western Military District of "Kasha Civilization," initiated this offensive without a central order, acting independently; it’s said that before moving troops, he discovered that strategic reserve resources had been taken by some traitors, accounting for fifty percent.
Hence—
This old fellow decisively slaughtered all the corrupt families in the western region of the Kasha Civilization Federation. In one night, almost all the former Kasha Civilization’s rich second generation and official second generation were wiped out.
Those tourists who luckily didn’t die, their families were utterly exterminated.
These families had considerable strength.
They all had their private trains.
But in the face of a corporate army, they were like paper tigers, shattered at a touch.
These rich and official second generation of Kasha Civilization were the largest buyers of "Fiery Sun" luxury clothing. Each one wouldn’t hesitate to spend huge amounts for a single piece to flaunt.
With these people dead, the most immediate impact was.
He lost his clients.
His clients were all killed.
Those middlemen in the market, upon receiving news first-hand, realized their bosses were dead, and knowing they still have stock but uncertain when they could sell it, certainly wouldn’t buy any more, as this involves a large sum of money.
