The 700 units of iron ore stored in Cargo Car 2 instantly turned into powder and merged into the car’s interior. Chen Mang was the first to step out of the train cabin and look at the "Blade" on both sides of the car.
At a glance, the most noticeable change.
Was that the blades became thinner, the blade surface wider, from the original 50 centimeters to 70 centimeters, significantly increasing the attack range. Additionally, two new lines of small text appeared on the "Blade" panel of the white vehicle accessories.
"Level 5 Supermodel Effect": The blade can operate at high speed.
"ps": When the accessory reaches Level 10, it will gain a second Supermodel Effect.
"Operate at high speed?"
Chen Mang looked at these small lines of text, pondering, as this was his first Supermodel Effect. Simultaneously, he sensed a new button appear on the control panel deep in his mind. Instinctively, he pressed the button.
Suddenly, the blades on both sides of the "Fixed Star" train began spinning rapidly around the car, with a distinct whistling sound!
Chen Mang stared in a daze at this scene, then couldn’t help but grin widely. The circular blades were whizzing around the sides of the train, making them highly lethal even when the train wasn’t moving.
If it started moving, the lethality would increase further.
If upgrades could also be made to the "wheels," ensuring progress in harsh environments without the risk of overturning or getting stuck, even a swarm of zombies would be effortlessly dealt with.
No need to worry about any Corpse Tide problems.
The 700 units of iron ore were well spent, the effect was excellent.
After understanding this, Chen Mang stopped the blades from spinning and retracted them into the car. Although he didn’t know exactly where such wide blades were being stored... who cares.
After everything was done, Chen Mang returned to his train cabin, satisfied, ready to sleep.
The steel door of his cabin could only be opened with his consent. Theoretically, staying inside was completely safe, though if there were dangers that could destroy the whole train, staying inside wouldn’t mean much.
Biaozi, who was preparing to report to the Deputy Train Captain, stared at the scene. After a long moment of expressionless silence, he looked away.
If before, he thought his memory might have been wrong.
Now he was certain of one thing.
That Master Mang’s "Blade" was definitely not the same as the one he had crafted before. At least, his blade wasn’t this thin, the blade surface wasn’t this wide, and it definitely wasn’t rotating!
A rotating blade’s power increased by more than one level.
Heiwa suddenly jogged over, gasping for breath, and said urgently, "Biao, today marks the first day this batch of slaves was taken by Master Mang to the mining site. Many procedures are incomplete, and we didn’t accurately track how much ore each person mined."
"Four or five slaves reported that two women didn’t mine at all but just chatted on the side, yet received the same food as those who mined diligently, which made them feel upset."
"Those two women used to belong to Master Kun. They initially hid in the train’s front and were taken below to mine after the battle."
"Then they came out saying they wanted to be Master Mang’s women, insisting to see him, threatening that if they became the Train Captain’s wives in the future, we’d be in trouble."
"What should we do, Biao?"
Biao frowned slightly and dared not delay: "Bring those two women over, and let’s go find the Deputy Train Captain together."
He knew those women, they were indeed quite attractive, which was rare in Doomsday. There’s a good chance they could become the Train Captain’s wives, and mishandling this could indeed lead to trouble later.
After all, they were handpicked by Master Kun.
All conditions wouldn’t be poor.
Old Pig, who was busy organizing various procedures, looked at Biao reporting and noticed the two women with proud eyes, slightly stunned, but didn’t dare delay.
He led the group along the interior of the train to the connection point between Cargo Car 2 and the train’s head.
Old Pig knocked on the train door, then spoke softly: "Mang, there are some matters that require your attention."
The steel door opened.
Chen Mang, who was about to sleep, opened the steel door and looked at the group standing in front of him, sweeping over them one by one: "What’s the matter."
Old Pig introduced Biaozi standing beside him quietly: "He’s the leader chosen from the ten thugs."
"Hello, Master Mang!"
Biao stood stiff and upright, face serious yet respectful, shouting loudly.
Chen Mang nodded, glanced at Biaozi with a smile: "Your vitality looks good, to have such vitality during Doomsday means you’ve been eating well, you don’t seem like a former slave, work well from now on."
"What are these two women doing?"
Old Pig glanced at Biaozi, who immediately stepped forward and recounted the situation in the most concise language.
After hearing the whole story, Chen Mang’s face darkened immediately, looking challengingly at the two women standing behind Old Pig: "So you’re saying these two slaves didn’t mine at all this afternoon?"
"As slaves, they don’t mine and just eat my food, am I running a charity!"
He had lost dozens of units of iron ore.
Seeing Chen Mang seem a bit angry, one of the more voluptuous women immediately put on a coquettish smile full of worldly charm, sidled up to grab Chen Mang’s hem, and coyly whispered: "Men and women are different, Mang, mining should be a man’s job, look at our delicate hands, how can we mine."
"They would blister."
"Besides, everyone has different strengths, not everyone is good at mining. Even if we mined, the yield wouldn’t match those men."
"We’re very good at other things."
The woman’s fingers slowly slid across Chen Mang’s chest, her eyes full of affection, words laden with hints, and a soft voice said: "We sisters certainly work hard, Master Mang, Master Kun used to be very fond of us."
Originally wanting to get angry, Chen Mang suddenly seemed thoughtful, turning to Old Pig: "It does make sense, even ant colonies have different roles for worker ants and queen ants, everyone indeed needs to perform their duties."
"Doing what one is good at is indeed more efficient."