My Doomsday Train

Perhaps seeing that Mang Ye and the guards didn't care about them, the train residents who hadn't dared to make a fuss at first, now emboldened by the atmosphere, couldn't help but stand up, crane their necks, and loudly cheer.

"That kid."

Outside the crowd, Biaozi, sitting on the shoulder of the "Leech" mech piloted by Li Shiji, looked at Shānmāozi in a suit on the red carpet with a look of emotion: "When this kid gets serious, you have to admit, he looks much more refined."

"Pig Train Conductor is also very refined."

Li Shiji's voice came through the mech's loudspeaker.

"Pig Train Conductor?"

"His stomach is about to burst out of his suit, where do you see any refinement?"

When Meijia and Shānmāozi walked along the red carpet to the ceremonial stage.

Old Pig paused for a moment as he looked at the two, and after the surrounding cheers gradually subsided, he looked down at the card in his palm and looked at the two.

"Two newlyweds."

"Meijia and Shānmāozi."

"If you two are lucky enough to survive until dawn, please sow the seeds of your love after dawn."

"If you die tonight, don't complain. You will be buried together and a tombstone will be erected, so that people hundreds of years later will know that humans once used love to fight against the cold of the night in the apocalypse."

Accompanied by several sounds, the landmine balls placed around the red carpet suddenly exploded, and hundreds of colorful balloons floated into the air.

Immediately after.

Hundreds of rocket launchers also shot into the sky, constantly exploding, blooming with dazzling light like fireworks. Then, the missile on Car 14 couldn't be outdone and rushed straight into the sky with a roar!

And exploded in the air, countless orange-red flames spewing out in the high altitude.

The music happened to progress to a climax at this moment.

The atmosphere of the entire banquet was also pushed to its peak at this moment.

The marriage certificate in Shānmāozi's hand turned into white light spots at this time, exploded suddenly, and dissipated in place, only leaving a small love heart mark on the back of each other's hands.

"Then next, let the feast begin!"

As soon as the words fell.

A group of train residents looked at the bright and beautiful newlyweds on the stage with red eyes and sour noses, clapping and shouting loudly. They didn't know what to say, they just suddenly felt a little like crying.

Marriage.

What a long-lost and unfamiliar word.

Those memories from a year after the apocalypse descended flooded into everyone's minds again.

And the most emotional were the slaves from the other two carriages, whose originally numb and fearful eyes were now filled with tears.

"Is the apocalypse... over?"

A slave who was originally muddle-headed, now took his eyes back from the plate of minced meat fried noodles on the table, craned his neck and looked at the newlyweds on the distant ceremonial stage in a daze.

But at this time, the slave at the same table, after hearing the words "let the feast begin," immediately reached into the plate, grabbed a handful of minced meat noodles, and regardless of the heat, stuffed it into his mouth, devouring it voraciously.

The slave, who had just become emotional, immediately reacted violently, his expression changed drastically, and without caring about anything, he immediately threw the iron chopsticks in his hand aside, and also started snatching with his hands.

Obviously, the apocalypse was not over yet.

"That's great."

At the table closest to the ceremonial stage, the train conductor of the "Only Love One" train looked at the semi-transparent panel that popped up in front of him with a complicated expression.

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"Shahe Plain Area Broadcast": Congratulations to the Constellation train for becoming the first train on the Shahe Plain to hold a wedding for survivors. In the polar night, only love and courage can await the dawn.

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Just as he was about to say something, he turned his head and looked at the banquet scene, and his face suddenly darkened.

The slaves of the Constellation train were all gathered around the table, picking up noodles with chopsticks to eat, while the slaves in their two trains were directly using their hands to snatch, looking like bandits.

He immediately felt a little embarrassed, but he still didn't say anything. He couldn't let the thugs beat the slaves now, this happy day was not suitable for doing this kind of thing.

He just looked at Chen Mang with a somewhat awkward expression: "I'm making you laugh, brother, these people below usually lack discipline."

"It's okay."

Chen Mang didn't mind, but smiled quite satisfied. This effect was still very good, equivalent to giving his train residents another political lesson.

And at this time.

Shānmāozi and Meijia had already come to offer a toast with wine glasses.

"Alright."

Chen Mang got up, took the glass of beer handed over by Meijia, drank it in one gulp, and then looked at Shānmāozi with a smile and said, "Did Old Pig arrange the house for you?"

"It's all arranged."

Shānmāozi's eyes were red, and his voice trembled: "Mang Ye, I..."

"Alright, go down and rest, no need to say extra words."

"Yes."

"Cough."

At the banquet, a man who had originally picked up a chopstick of noodles and was about to quickly stuff it into his mouth suddenly noticed the slaves not far away at those tables, gobbling down food with their hands, and suddenly coughed lightly, and then slowly and unhurriedly picked up the noodles and put them into his mouth.

Several train residents around him, who had also planned to feast, noticed this scene and tacitly made their eating movements look more elegant.

"Looking at them, they probably haven't eaten anything good usually."

"Indeed, look at their sallow and thin appearance, the bread they usually eat is probably at most not moldy, and it won't strengthen their physical fitness in any way."

"More than that, I guess they can't even eat enough bread. Isn't it that their train conductor doesn't even let the slaves eat their fill?"

"Pitiful."

"You said those women aren't Mang Ye's women?"

The thug boss of the "Only Love One" train, standing next to Biaozi, looked at the women at that table, each dressed quite nicely and speaking sweetly, somewhat unbelievably: "These women are dressed so beautifully? They're not Mang Ye's women, just selling their bodies?"

"Selling their bodies and still so happy?"

"High salary, why wouldn't they be happy, there aren't many people on the train who earn more than them."

Biaozi rolled his eyes unhappily: "Mang Ye's women are much better looking than them, didn't you see the two sitting over there, those two are Mang Ye's women."

"High salary...?"

The man was stunned in place, turned his head and looked at those women in his train's slaves who looked sallow and thin, each train would have a small number of women and men engaged in the work of releasing pressure, but the women in their train all looked muddle-headed and numb in the eyes, but didn't have the vitality of this group of women.

He hasn't played with them in a long time.

A dead fish face, like a corpse, it's a buzzkill to even look at them.

How can they have the vitality of those women, and there are even a few minor celebrities he knows, as for Mang Ye's two women...

Ji Chuchu and Yan Yao.

How could he not recognize them? They were all A-list female celebrities from before the apocalypse!

"If..."

The man looked around, gritted his teeth, and whispered, "If we defect, will your Boss Mang accept us?"

"Of course not."

Biaozi shook his head, unable to help but grin, "Don't even think about it, no chance. Do you think just anyone can join the Stellar Train? It all depends on fate."

"Besides, you guys defect at the drop of a hat. Boss Mang wouldn't feel secure using you."

"I was just saying... don't take it seriously."

The man looked enviously and jealously at the women and the Stellar Train parked there. The women he couldn't even get close to were slaves being played with on the Stellar Train? They were both leaders of thugs, how could the difference be so great!

The banquet ended quickly.

This "Apocalyptic Wedding" also came to an end.

After reluctantly saying goodbye to Chen Mang, the other two train captains returned to their own trains, taking their slaves and thugs back the way they came. But whether it was an illusion or not, the two always felt that the way their slaves and thugs looked at them had begun to change strangely.

"Those two poor kids."

Standing in place, Erdan sighed as he watched the two trains drive away, "I hope there won't be any riots. When I came down, I didn't bring anyone, not even thugs. These two silly kids even brought their slaves down."

"It's just that you, brother, don't have any other intentions."

"Otherwise, those two would have found it very difficult to leave here alive today."

"Without you even lifting a finger, brother, one promise from you and the people below them would probably have rushed up and killed them both."

"What are your plans next?"

Chen Mang leaned on his cane, standing in place, tilting his head to look at the setting sun on the horizon, "I'll rest for a whole day tomorrow, then I'll go take a look at the 'Zombie Basin' in the yellow zone. Do you want to go with me?"

"Okay." Erdan couldn't help but smile, "I've been waiting for you to say that, brother. Going with you, brother, suddenly makes me feel like the yellow zone is nothing, not scary at all."

"Alright."

Chen Mang waved his hand impatiently, "Then see if you have anything else to do. If not, rest here tonight and we'll go to the Zombie Basin together tomorrow."

"No problem!"

After the wedding ended.

The scene was a mess.

The trusses needed to be dismantled and sent back to the 'Mecha Research Center' again. The artificial flowers, iron chopsticks, iron tables, and everything else needed to be collected and fed to the Earth's Core Furnace. It could even recoup some costs. But he didn't need to worry about these things, Lao Zhu would arrange for someone to do it.

Chen Mang didn't stay any longer and walked towards the train car, preparing to check the gains from this wedding.

The sky quickly darkened. No garbage was left at the scene, all the garbage was stuffed into the Earth's Core Furnace. That thing was good for cleaning up garbage.

All the train residents also returned to their own carriages, but remembering the wedding during the day, they felt a bit unsatisfied.

In the No. 7 guard carriage, there was a refrigerator, which was the bridal chamber that Lao Zhu had prepared for Meijia and Yamaneko.

In the middle was a large bed pieced together from three single beds.

Next to it were some simple furniture such as refrigerators, tables, chairs, and benches.

"Meijia."

With tears in his eyes, Yamaneko picked up Meijia and walked to the bed, placing Meijia on the bed, propping his arm on the bed and looking at Meijia in his arms, whispering in a hot and excited voice, "We're finally married, and in the apocalypse."

"I..."

Lying on the bed, Meijia felt the pheromones rushing into the depths of her mind, her cheeks flushed, and she struggled slightly with flickering eyes, her voice as soft as a mosquito's hum, "I... I'll take off my wedding dress first."

"Don't take it off."

Yamaneko looked at Meijia in his arms, took out a handful of red heart nuts from his arms and stuffed them all into his mouth without saying a word, then grinned, "This time, let's see if I can do it!"

Thirty minutes later.

Meijia, with beads of sweat all over her nose, lay in Yamaneko's arms, gently circling her fingertips on his chest and whispering, "Will it feel better wearing the wedding dress?"

"Yeah."

"That..."

"Say it."

"Can you buy more red heart nuts in the future?"

"What do you mean?!"

Yamaneko immediately turned over again and pressed Meijia under him, starting to tickle Meijia's armpits up and down, pretending to be angry, "Are you looking down on me?!"

"No, no." Meijia, whose conspiracy had succeeded, giggled and dodged Yamaneko's ticklish attack.

After playing around for a while.

The two calmed down again. Meijia leaned happily in Yamaneko's arms, fantasizing about her future life in a trance, "In the future, we'll earn more Stellar Coupons, buy some pots and pans, and I'll cook for you here."

"Separating the meat sauce and steamed buns when frying will also be more flavorful and delicious."

"If we have children in the future, we can also buy a small bed for them."

"Hehe."

Yamaneko just smiled foolishly without saying anything.

"Yamaneko."

"Hmm?"

"When you go out to perform tasks in the future, you must pay attention to safety and never die, okay?"

Yamaneko was silent for a long time before whispering.

"Yeah."

"Sleep, it's getting late."

Stellar Train, inside the train car.

Chen Mang looked at the train panel. The area broadcast during the day had added 20 points of reputation to him. Plus the 500 points of inheritance value and 20 points of reputation gained from successfully holding the wedding.

He now had a total of 120 points of reputation value and 600 points of inheritance value.

He hadn't found any use for reputation value yet, but he already had a plan for these 600 points of inheritance value, and immediately whispered, "Xiao Ai, let Doba and Mundo come over."

"Yes."

Every time he called Mundo, he had to call Doba along. When Mundo had something he didn't understand, Doba had to come on stage to start translating.

While waiting for Mundo, Chen Mang looked at the three things placed on the table.

A green grade blueprint, a card, and a badge.

These were the gifts that Erdan and the two train captains had prepared for him when they came to the banquet today. To be honest, it was quite unexpected. He really didn't expect these people to prepare gifts, which made him feel quite embarrassed.

Before leaving, he gave each person a set of high-precision custom clothes as a return gift.

It was getting cold.

It could also be used.

During this period, the central air conditioning in the train was basically turned on all day, as well as the oxygen machine and other accessories, which were basically turned on all day.