My Doomsday Train

The next moment—

The 700 units of iron ore stored in cargo car No. 2 instantly turned into powder and merged into the interior of the car. Chen Mang immediately walked out of the train compartment and looked at the "Car Blades" on both sides of the car.

At a glance, the most obvious change was that the blades were thinner and the blade surface was wider, increasing from the original 50 centimeters to 70 centimeters, significantly improving the attack range. In addition, two more lines of small characters appeared on the white vehicle accessory "Car Blade" panel.

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"Level 5 Supermodel Effect": The car blade can rotate at high speed.

"PS": When this accessory is upgraded to level 10, you can get the second supermodel effect.

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"Can rotate at high speed?"

Chen Mang looked at this line of small characters, which was the first supermodel effect he possessed, and nodded thoughtfully. At the same time, he vaguely sensed that a button had appeared in the train compartment control panel deep in his mind. He subconsciously pressed the button.

Only to see the blades on both sides of the "Hengxing" train car suddenly began to rotate rapidly around the car, and even the sound of breaking through the air could be heard!

"Good fellow."

Chen Mang looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, and after a while, he couldn't help but grin. The ring-shaped blades were spinning rapidly around both sides of the train. Even when it was not moving, this accessory would cause a lot of damage.

If it was moving, the damage would be even greater.

If the "wheels" or something were upgraded to ensure that they could move forward in harsh environments without the risk of overturning or getting stuck, then no matter how many zombies came, it would be as simple as chopping melons and vegetables.

There is no need to worry about the problem of corpse tides.

These 700 units of iron ore were not spent in vain, the effect is very good.

After understanding everything, Chen Mang stopped the rotation of the car blade and put the car blade back into the car. Although he didn't know where such a wide car blade was retracted, he didn't care.

Very good.

After doing all this, Chen Mang returned to his train compartment with satisfaction, ready to go to sleep.

His train compartment's steel door can only be opened with his consent. In theory, it is absolutely safe to live in the train compartment. Of course, if it is the kind of danger that can directly destroy the entire train, then living in the train compartment is not of much significance.

That is, Mangye's "Car Blade" is definitely not the same thing as the "Car Blade" he used to build. At least his "Car Blade" blade was not so thin, the blade surface was not so wide, and it would not fucking spin!

The power of the spinning blade has increased by more than one level.

Just then—

Heiwa suddenly trotted over from the side, panting a little and hurriedly said: "Brother Biao, today is the first time that this batch of slaves has been taken over by Mangye to mine. Many processes are not perfect, and there is no specific statistic of how much ore each person has mined."

"Four or five slaves reported that two women did not mine at all, but stayed aside chatting, and as a result, they received the same food as them, and they felt a little unconvinced."

"Those two women were originally Master Kun's women. They hid in the train head at first, and then after the battle ended, they were taken down to mine."

"Then these two women jumped out and said that they wanted to be Mangye's women, and told me to see Mangye, and told me not to delay, otherwise, after they become the train captain's wife in the future, we will not have a good time."

"How to deal with it, Brother Biao?"

"This—"

Brother Biao frowned slightly, and immediately did not dare to delay: "Bring those two women over and go to the deputy train captain together."

He knew these two women, they were indeed a bit pretty, and their figures were also good. This is a scarce commodity in the doomsday. To put it bluntly, there is a great chance that they will become the train captain's wife. If they are not handled properly, they will really be given a hard time in the future.

After all, they were carefully selected by Master Kun.

All aspects of the conditions will not be bad.

Inside carriage No. 3.

The old pig, who was burying his head in sorting out and organizing various processes, looked at Brother Biao who came to report, and noticed the two women with arrogance in their eyes, and was slightly stunned, and immediately did not dare to delay.

He led a few people along the inside of the carriage to the connection between cargo carriage No. 2 and the train head.

After Lao Zhu knocked on the train door, he whispered: "Brother Mang, there are some things you need to deal with."

The next moment.

Clang.

The steel door was opened.

Chen Mang, who was about to go to sleep, opened the steel door and looked at the group of people standing in front of him, scanning them one by one: "What's the matter?"

"This is Biaozi."

Lao Zhu first let Biaozi next to him out and introduced in a low voice: "That is, the leader chosen by himself among the ten thugs this time."

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"Hello, Mangye!"

Biaozi stood extremely straight, his face serious and respectful as he roared loudly.

"Hmm."

Chen Mang nodded, looked Biaozi up and down, and said with a smile: "Your energy and blood are quite sufficient. To have this kind of energy and blood in the doomsday, it seems that you usually eat well. You didn't look like a slave before. Work hard in the future."

"What are these two women behind doing?"

Lao Zhu glanced at Biaozi, and Biaozi immediately understood and stepped forward, explaining the ins and outs in concise language.

After listening to all the ins and outs, Chen Mang's face immediately darkened, and he looked at the two women standing behind Lao Zhu with an ugly face: "Do you mean that these two slaves didn't mine at all this afternoon?"

"As slaves, you don't mine, you just eat my food. Am I doing charity!"

Time is money.

That is to say, he lost a full dozen units of iron ore.

"Mangye!"

Seeing that Chen Mang seemed a little angry, one of the fuller women immediately put on a charming smile full of worldly flavor, leaned over, grabbed the corner of Chen Mang's clothes, and whispered coquettishly: "Men and women are different, Mangye. Of course, mining should be done by men. Look at our little hands, so delicate, how can we go mining."

"You'll get blisters."

"And everyone is good at different things. Not everyone is good at mining. Even if we go mining, the output is far less than those men."

"But ."

"We are very good at other things."

The woman's fingers slowly slid across Chen Mang's chest, her eyes full of spring water, and her words were full of hints, and she whispered softly: "We sisters are very hardworking, Mangye. Master Kun used to feel sorry for us too."

" ."

Chen Mang, who was originally about to get angry, suddenly became thoughtful when he heard this, and turned his head to look at Lao Zhu: "Indeed, there is some truth to it. Even ant colonies have the difference between worker ants and queen ants. Everyone must do their job."

"You still have to do what you are good at to be more efficient."