System: My Doomsday Train-Chapter 743 - 318: What’s the point? (Requesting guaranteed monthly votes at the end of the month)_5
It was even quite harmonious.
Mr. Li brought over 3,000 remaining people of the Scallion Civilization back to the Constant Star Train, temporarily settling them on "Water Blue Star". When Mr. Li saw those people with scallions on their heads, his eyes immediately grew moist and red.
He finally felt like he had a home.
He had thought that in the universe, he would always be alone.
"Pig Train Captain, please convey my thanks to Master Mang."
Mr. Li knelt on the ground, turning his head to look at Old Pig with reddened eyes and a hoarse voice.
"Hmm, get up."
Old Pig helped Mr. Li up, looking at the scene in front of him, said emotionally, "I really want to bring in some people from the Cilantro Civilization next. I feel that eventually, the Constant Star Train could gather a Hot Pot Civilization."
"That would be great."
"Hey, Mr. Li, you say the Scallion Civilization and Cilantro Civilization may look a bit different, but essentially, both are human. Could you intermarry and have humans with both cilantro and scallion?"
"No."
"Why not?"
Mr. Li responded awkwardly in a low voice, "In our Scallion Civilization, the scallion on our heads is a sensitive organ; it’s an essential part of foreplay, while for the Cilantro Civilization... they don’t eat scallions. It’s the same for us; we don’t eat cilantro."
"..."
Old Pig looked up at the scallion standing straight up on Mr. Li’s head, silent for a moment before he spoke, "Actually, I don’t eat scallions either."
"I know, Pig Train Captain, you don’t need to explain."
"I really don’t eat them."
"I really know."
"Even if I used to eat them, I definitely won’t in the future."
"Uh..."
...
Aside, when Doba and Pulupulu looked at this scene, they couldn’t help but sigh. Only those who have experienced the extinction of their civilization can truly feel what it’s like to find their own kind in the vast universe.
Especially Pulupulu, who felt it the most.
He was willing to abandon the "Philia Pirate Group" that he had managed for so long to join the Constant Star Train, just because the train contained his kin.
It gave him the feeling of no longer being lonely.
Even though he was much more tired than before every day.
But building a city belonging to his own civilization still made him very happy, though he was displeased about one thing:.
"Doba, isn’t this our Goblin Civilization’s city? Why are the Scallion Civilization people settled here?"
"Pig Train Captain said it’s a temporary settlement; they’ll move soon."
"You need to tell Pig Train Captain delicately to move them quickly. The proud Goblin Civilization wouldn’t live in the same city as the foolish Scallion Civilization."
"I know, and by the way, please call me Chief in the future."
"Alright, Chief."
Although they were very sympathetic to the Scallion Civilization’s plight, empathy was empathy, and moving into their city was another matter. He had worked hard to build so many new houses, which were meant for the future newborns of the Goblin Civilization, not for the people of the Scallion Civilization.
...
After resolving this minor interlude, the Constant Star Train set off again, soon passing through Wormhole 2719, arriving 3,000 light-years away.
This place was still tens of light-years away from the domain of the Insect Race Civilization.
It belonged to a buffer zone between two civilizations.
Basically, there was no danger.
The current main battle zone was still within the domain of the Insect Race Civilization. The specifics of the battle were not yet known. The daily reports just mentioned the war had broken out, without reporting specific outcomes.
But through the "Doppler Radar," he could somewhat gauge the situation.
Both sides were still in a probing phase.
And it was quite evident.
The Insect Race Civilization indeed seemed to be fighting another civilization on the other side, momentarily flustered, unable to attend to both ends simultaneously.
This was a logistical hub.
That Doomsday planet was supposed to be undiscoverable.
But there were quite a few people from the Kasha Civilization Federation signing up for the Free Army. Half went towards the one-way wormhole, and the other half went to the two-way wormholes, not continuing the jump, nor heading to the battlefield, just wandering at the end of the two-way wormholes to see if they could discover anything.
And they really did make a discovery.
That’s how this Doomsday planet was found.
"..."
The Constant Star Train emerged from the wormhole, charging towards a certain direction. At a glance, a torrent of steel trains surged forward; many had come, yet there was no feeling of congestion.
After all, the universe is vast.
"Poor civilization."
Chen Mang sighed softly; this civilization was already experiencing Doomsday, after such an ordeal, it was hard to say how many would survive. If he experienced Doomsday and then went through this, he’d truly be at a loss.
The lowest-grade trains here were almost on par with the strength he had on Water Blue Star at the time.
Those daring to explore,
How could there be ordinary people with mediocre skills?
Those coming to seek fortune must surely have some skills.
He didn’t drive too fast.
After all, he wasn’t planning to gain anything, the Murphy Stone, Star System Map were of little use to him, even if there were Murphy Stones, there wouldn’t be much, and there was only one Star System Map, he didn’t think he had the luck to obtain it. Moreover, he already had one and didn’t feel any urgent need for it, its only use would be to sell it and gain a lot of iron ore.
About seven hours later.
The Constant Star Train successfully arrived at this Doomsday planet.
A poor small planet orbiting a fixed star.
