System: My Doomsday Train-Chapter 967 - 362: To Hear the Way in the Morning, One Could Die in the Evening
Not only is it an enhancement of strength, but it is also a strengthening of physical comprehensive quality: faster speed, better immunity, quicker wound recovery, less illness, and better stress resistance, among other things.
Producing a level 500 bread requires consuming 200 million units of iron ore.
The price has multiplied countless times.
But it’s reasonable.
After all, it can grant a person a racial trait, and it should be noted that humans have no racial traits at all. This is something you either have at birth or don’t, it’s akin to defying fate. Two hundred million units of iron ore is not expensive.
Creating a level 1000 bread requires the consumption of 20 billion units of iron ore.
That’s also not expensive.
This is equivalent to a life-saving magic elixir. Even if the universe explodes, it can ensure you safely and absolutely make it to the "Second Cosmos" and start a new life. This price is absolutely fitting.
Producing a level 2000 bread requires 2 trillion units of iron ore.
This price is a bit on the pricey side.
It allows you to randomly take a dead object from the future, and this could be strong or weak; no one knows what will be brought back.
...
"..."
Chen Mang looked expressionlessly at the four pieces of bread in his hand. After pausing for a moment, he first stuffed the level 200 bread worth 200,000 units of iron ore into his mouth.
He nodded and chewed slowly.
It has to be said...
The bread worth 200,000 is impeccable in both appearance and taste; even without this effect, it is excellent food.
After swallowing the bread.
He could clearly feel his physical comprehensive quality rising. He hadn’t implanted the "Iris Chip," or he would have been able to discern his changes more clearly through data. This level 200 bread can only be consumed once.
The first time it is effective, afterwards, it is purely for enjoying the taste, with no special effects.
Immediately after.
He stuffed the second level 500 bread worth 2 million units of iron ore into his mouth.
Soon—
A panel appeared on the screen.
- 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂
"You have consumed the level 500 moldy bread slice and will gain a random racial trait from millions of cosmic races, drawing in progress."
"Please wait patiently."
"Estimated time: 24 hours."
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Chen Mang slightly nodded his head and was not in a hurry. Even if the randomly obtained racial trait does not satisfy him, and may even be disadvantageous to him, he can remove it. However, he cannot obtain another racial trait afterward.
He believed he wouldn’t be that unfortunate.
Any usable trait would be a boost; if not, he felt even a goblin’s racial trait would be okay, there was nothing unacceptable.
This required time to wait.
He wasn’t in a hurry.
This is the value of the "Cosmic Only Supermodel Effect"!
He liked the Cosmic Only Supermodel Effect so much not just because it’s unique, after all, this uniqueness is only civilization-unique, not absolute uniqueness.
Even if he locked up this "original blueprint" and didn’t copy any blueprints...
If someone from the "Human Civilization" studied the original blueprint of the "Moldy Bread Slice Production Line," then the supermodel effect obtained would be the one he currently has, which cannot be changed or re-screened.
The primary reason is that—
The "Cosmic Only Supermodel Effect" is inherently overpowered; its effect is strong in itself, with uniqueness just being a bonus, not a mandatory option.
Then Chen Mang stuffed the most expensive level 2000 bread worth 2 trillion units of iron ore into his mouth.
This is the priciest bread.
As for the level 1000 bread, there’s no need to eat it for now; it was created just in case.
But to be honest.
The four levels of bread are almost completely identical in shape and taste, with nothing outstanding.
Even...
He feels that this level 2000 supermodel effect is not as good as the previous lower-level supermodel effects. It sounds rather illusory, randomly taking a dead object from one’s future; who knows what it would be, maybe just a piece of used toilet paper or a stub of a cigarette.
The randomness is too strong.
For example, several tens of seconds had already passed.
He didn’t feel anything at all, as if nothing had happened.
Chen Mang sat in the cabin of the train, looking around at his surroundings; nothing seemed to have happened, nor did it seem like there was anything new added, just as if he had consumed an ordinary and unremarkable piece of bread.
However, at this moment—
"Beep beep beep!!!"
A piercing alarm suddenly blared inside the train.
Following the sound of the alarm, he looked over.
The "Doppler Radar" alerted him that a massive object appeared right next to the "train." He instinctively looked over to see a massive object, comparable to a planet, appearing in the sky above the outskirts of the Constant Star Train.
It’s nothing else.
It’s indeed...
The "Celestial Palace"!!!
The damn level 2000 bread randomly brought back a dead object from his future timeline, which happened to be the damn "Celestial Palace"!
Without a moment’s hesitation.
Chen Mang’s expression changed drastically, and he stuffed the level 1000 bread in his hand into his mouth as quickly as possible. This thing could ensure that no matter what happened, he could go to the Second Cosmos with his soul intact!
It’s over!
Everything is over!
He would rather have brought back a piece of toilet paper than this damned thing!
When the present state of the "Cosmic Forbidden Items" collides with the past state, it will cause a universe-shaking explosion. The larger the object’s size, the greater the explosive power; when the past state and present state of something as large as the Celestial Palace collide, the resulting explosion would be astounding!
