Chen Mang didn't say anything more and simply returned to the Train compartment alone.
He left Biao Zi and Lao Zhu standing there, disheveled in the wind. After a while, Biao Zi finally looked at Lao Zhu with a tearful face: "Train Conductor Zhu, I've been keeping my 'Hive Mind' activated for a long time. I didn't say anything bad about Lord Mang, did I?"
"Seems like you didn't."
Lao Zhu breathed a sigh of relief: "Good thing I didn't join the Hive Mind. Alright, let's get back to work. In the future, try not to gossip about Lord Mang behind his back."
Biao Zi stared at Lao Zhu's retreating figure, his eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment. Wasn't it you who started this in the first place?
And now he has to take the blame for it too?
After nightfall, the Slaves returned to the Train carrying their pickaxes, lining up to receive their daily rations. They also brought back a large amount of Iron Ore.
Including what was left from yesterday, the Train now had a total of 14,403 units of Iron Ore.
Inside the Train compartment, Chen Mang gazed at the noticeably depleted open-pit Iron Ore, lost in thought without speaking. Only the flickering crimson light inside the compartment broke the silence. At the current rate, this Iron Ore Mine would be exhausted in about a month.
The mineral content of different Mines varies.
This Mine clearly has a higher mineral content than the Level 1 Iron Ore Mine he encountered earlier.
Of course, once these Goblins join, the speed will increase significantly.
Today, over 60 seemingly dim-witted Goblins successfully reached the Doomsday Abyss. He had to maneuver the Train to the edge of the cliff to pick them up.
This Goblin didn't know the specific coordinates of the other Goblins, but he could contact them and send out the coordinates of the Doomsday Abyss. Chen Mang wanted to go and fetch them, but he couldn't.
Some must have been killed along the way.
There should still be some Goblins on the road. The Iron Ridge Wasteland isn't small, so it takes some time to get here.
These Goblins' mode of transportation is the "Goblin Merchant." Yes, the same Goblin Merchant who carries a sack and drops rewards when killed.
According to that guy, among the Goblin race, the "Goblin Merchant" is an extremely special existence. These Goblins are born with excellent stamina, which allows them to become merchants. These Goblins are born as Goblin Merchants.
They can reach a top speed of 150 km/h, have great endurance, and can carry heavy loads.
A dozen Goblins piled up like a human pyramid, riding on the head of the Goblin Merchant, charging towards him at 150 km/h, he was speechless. For a moment, he even considered whether the "Goblin Merchant" could replace the wheels.
Just install four Goblin Merchants under each Train car and let them carry the Train.
No Energy Stones would be consumed, just a few slices of bread.
Chen Mang sighed, gently rubbing his temples. After accepting the cultural differences between races, he spent 4,400 units of Iron Ore to upgrade the "Simple First Aid Kit" to Level 10.
The box itself didn't change, and neither did its name.
The contents of the box remained the same: bandages, spray, and a suture kit.
But the two additional Supermodel Effects made it all worth it.
「Simple First Aid Kit Level 5 Supermodel Effect」: External Wound Spray, which can heal most external wounds in a short time.
「Simple First Aid Kit Level 10 Supermodel Effect」: Suture Kit, any severed limb that is reattached will be as good as new once healed.
These two effects can significantly improve the Train's current medical capabilities.
It's worth mentioning—
The "Simple First Aid Kit" is a one-time accessory. Once the spray is used up, to obtain another spray with the same effect, you'd need to craft another Simple First Aid Kit and upgrade it to Level 5 again.
The suture kit, however, can be used indefinitely.
But after some estimation.
This bottle of spray can be used 40 to 50 times without any issues. In the short term, there's no need to craft a second First Aid Kit.
He tossed these two items to Biao Zi: "Go and treat the wounds of these Goblins."
A group of Level 2 Goblins, wielding machetes, gathered together with dazed expressions. At the front, the intelligent Goblin stared blankly at the long line of Slaves waiting to receive their rations, his mouth slowly opening in disbelief.
He finally looked down at the two pieces of bread he had been reluctant to eat. He felt like his worldview had just collapsed.
Today, the Human Prophet had given him three delicious pieces of bread. He ate one and saved the other two.
The taste was unforgettable.
He had always thought that this was food only the Human Prophet was worthy of eating. But now, these Slaves were lining up to receive it, and everyone got a share? Ten slices each?
Since when did Slaves get such good treatment?
He took a deep breath, salivating as he stared at the large basket of bread slices. He stuffed the two pieces of bread into his mouth all at once. The wound on his mouth made chewing slightly painful, but he began to look forward to the mining journey once his injuries healed.
At that moment, Biao Zi, holding the spray, walked over. Following the Goblin's gaze, he quickly understood everything and couldn't help but chuckle: "You can go and get some too. Ten slices each, everyone gets a share."
The Goblin sneered, glancing disdainfully at Biao Zi: "Foolish human, I didn't do any mining today. How can I receive the rewards for mining?!"
"As a high-ranking member of the Stellar, don't you understand such basic rules?"
"If rules can be broken so easily, what's the point of having rules?"
The smile on Biao Zi's face slowly froze. Expressionless, he handed the spray over, his voice hoarse and devoid of emotion: "Lord Mang gave this to treat your external wounds. Go and treat your fellow Goblins as well."
Inside the Train compartment.
Chen Mang sat at the control panel, not bothering with the outside matters. Lao Zhu and the others could handle these trivial tasks. He opened the bag of the Goblin Merchant who arrived today, which contained several glowing items, ready to inspect his gains.
Today, four Goblin Merchants had arrived, but due to the rules.
The bags of Goblin Merchants cannot be opened until they die.
He didn't plan to kill these Goblin Merchants, mainly because the rewards weren't worth it. These are valuable treasures—Goblin Merchants that can reach speeds of 150 km/h. In the apocalypse, their value far exceeds any random yellow-tier blueprint drop.
He might even end up using the "Goblin Merchant" as a mount. If he ever needs to leave the Train to explore other areas, having a Goblin Merchant around would provide a sense of security. In case of danger, he could just h
op on their neck and flee. At that speed, even many Level 1 Trains would struggle to keep up.
Even the Corpse Tide wouldn't catch up.
Despite their small size, their explosive power is immense.
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