My Doomsday Train

“Huff.”

Seeing another customer scoff and leave, the merchant finally couldn't hold back anymore.

He slammed his hand on the head of his subordinate behind him and roared angrily, “I told you to collect supplies, what the hell were you thinking when you brought this thing back?”

“Look at it, can it even be sold now?”

“Ah?!”

“I…” The muscular strongman behind him said softly, feeling a little aggrieved, “Master Fang, we didn't find any good supplies at the time.

I thought we couldn't come back empty-handed, we had to bring something back.

We happened to find a gym that hadn't been completely looted, so my brother and I carried it all back.”

The merchant chuckled in anger, placing his hands on his hips, “So you're saying you two are strong?”

“That's right.”

The strongman nodded with some pride, “We've been strong since we were little.”

Chen Mang glanced over the stall and continued walking deeper into the gathering.

Along the way, he saw a lot of strange things for sale, even paper novels, costing only 1 unit of iron ore per book.

He asked the price at each stall, mainly to understand the general market conditions.

His desire to buy wasn't that strong.

After all, he didn't have much money on him.

The main currency of exchange was still iron ore, and he only had 600 units of iron ore in his train.

But he still bought something.

For example,

The old hen that Lao Zhu was carrying.

Hens can still lay eggs without a rooster, but the eggs are infertile and cannot hatch into chicks.

Before the apocalypse, almost all the eggs sold in supermarkets were infertile.

Those hens that laid eggs may never have seen a rooster in their lives.

This chicken cost him 400 units of iron ore.

The price was acceptable.

In addition to being able to get almost one egg every day, if he ever met a rooster, he could hatch more chicks.

At that time, he could set up a train car specifically for hatching chicks, which would also be part of the ecological cycle.

Finally—

Chen Mang walked to the end of the gathering and saw a wild-looking man sitting on the ground, with the words “Bloodthirsty Mad Bull” written on the wooden board in front of him.

This was the person who had initially agreed to trade with him at the gathering.

He was extremely hairy, the kind of person most people would avoid when drinking at the night market.

He slowly walked over, squatted down, and said softly.

“Brother, I'm Stellar.”

“How much spider silk did you bring?”

“It's you!”

The wild-looking man's eyes lit up immediately.

He grinned and took out a large pile of spider silk from the box behind him and placed it in front of him, “It's all here, a total of 4500 units of level 1 fine spider silk.

Although it's a little short of the amount you requested, you can ask others later, and it should be enough.”

“Brother, give me a price.”

“5000 units of iron ore.”

“That's equivalent to a one-to-one exchange.

This price is definitely not high, after all, it's a rare material.”

Chen Mang waved his hand, and Lao Zhu took out a “Handheld Zombie Perception Shield” from his pocket and placed it in front of the man, and he spoke again, “Look at this thing, I can use it to trade, but, you know the value of this thing, you need to add something.”

Along the way.

He wasn't just wandering around, he was mainly understanding the market conditions.

Through the inquiries, he learned that the prices of special props were basically not low.

Special props have unique effects and can have a decisive effect at certain moments.

Such as “Handheld Zombie Perception Shield”, “Hell Staff”, “Train Order”, etc.

If his Hell Staff was really put up for sale, it wouldn't be a problem to exchange it for Ji Chuchu, a popular first-line female star, but it would be difficult for anyone to afford the price, and he wouldn't be willing to sell it.

Being able to control the train from a thousand meters away not only brings convenience, it means that the train can completely become his fifth limb, freely controlled, and there will be many unexpected ways to attack.

“This…”

The wild-looking man took the special prop similar to a walkie-talkie in his hand, and after reading the panel, he was slightly stunned.

This thing… is really a good thing!

This prop can shield the perception of level 1 zombies nearby.

Whether it's searching for supplies or other times, or in a situation where you're surrounded by a zombie horde, this prop can play a big role, and if you're lucky, it can even save your life.

More importantly for him—

The newest and most complete novels are all available at 69shuba!

This prop can unleash greater value in his hands!

There is a rare green-grade vehicle accessory “Vehicle-Mounted Zombie Perception Shield”, and one of the crafting conditions is this “Handheld Zombie Perception Shield”, and he just happens to know that a train conductor has the blueprint for this accessory.

After buying that blueprint, crafting this accessory, and then raising the level, he can completely ignore the zombie horde in the wilderness in the future.

Safety will be greatly improved.

He doesn't need to worry about the zombie horde harassing him when mining, the value is considerable.

Admittedly, spider silk is indeed a rare material, and it is indeed much more difficult to obtain than iron ore, but this thing is indeed useless to him.

It has been in his hands for a while.

Using 4500 units of spider silk to exchange for a “Handheld Zombie Perception Shield”, he does need to add something.

“…”

Chen Mang squinted his eyes slightly and paid attention to the man's reaction.

After seeing his reaction, he had a general idea in his mind, and coughed softly, “Forget it, I won't use this thing to trade.

Biaozi, go to the train and call a few people to move 5000 units of iron ore down.”

“Don't, don't!”

The man, who was immersed in his sweet dreams, immediately pressed Biaozi's right hand, which was about to take the shield, squeezed out a smile, and said somewhat awkwardly, “Don't worry, don't worry, let's talk about it, I quite like this prop too.”

“But you also know that it can only shield level 1 zombies, and its effect is really limited.”

But he quickly changed his tone and hurriedly added.

“Like this, I'll add something for you.”

The wild-looking man took a deep breath and pulled out a tall female slave from behind him, “I'll add this woman to you.

4500 units of spider silk plus this woman, how about exchanging it for your special prop?”

“…”

Chen Mang looked expressionlessly at the woman behind the man.

She was quite tall, a full 1.87 meters, taller than him.

Because she was too tall, her body frame had lost some of its beauty, although her face was not bad.

But…

“Brother, do you have some misunderstanding about me?”

“I'll still use iron ore to exchange for your spider silk.”