My Doomsday Train

Chapter 62: "Off-Road Motorcycle Production Line".

Chen Mang took out the few items emitting a faint white light from the goblin merchant's bag and placed them on the console.

There were two items in total.

1. Yellow Grade Vehicle Accessory Blueprint: "Off-Road Motorcycle Production Line".

2. Special Item: "Cosmic Sack".

"Eh?"

After Chen Mang picked up the yellow blueprint and examined it, a strange look flashed in his eyes. The effect was very strong. As the name implied, this accessory could produce off-road motorcycles, expanding the exploration range of the train.

For example,

the train could be stationed in place, allowing the thugs to ride off-road motorcycles to explore city ruins or other areas to carry out tasks.

It was a good thing. This was also his first yellow-grade vehicle accessory. When the level was raised later, the super-model effect obtained should also greatly improve the overall attributes of the motorcycle.

As for the second item, it belonged to the "Goblin Merchant's" exclusive weapon. It had an effect similar to a refrigerator. The interior was probably a cube space of 27 cubic meters, that is, 3 meters in length, height, and width.

The area was not as large as a refrigerator.

But the advantage was that it could be carried around. It would be much more convenient to search for supplies outside with this thing. After all, you couldn't carry a refrigerator on your back when searching for supplies. Biaozi and the others were not born with divine power. Who could run with a refrigerator on their back to search for supplies?

However,

Chen Mang thoughtfully said, this reminded him that after the off-road motorcycles were built in the future, he would build a level 10 refrigerator and tie it to the back seat, which would be much more convenient for searching for survivors.

Directly stuff all the searched survivors into the refrigerator.

The oxygen inside would not be exhausted for a while.

Three more days passed.

In these three days, no accidents occurred. Except for some scattered goblins who came on the second day, no goblins came after that.

And on this day.

All the goblins' injuries had also fully recovered, ready to be on duty at any time.

As soon as it dawned.

A group of slaves had already skillfully got up from the carriages, carrying pickaxes, lining up to receive today's food, ready to start working, while the goblins gathered on the side, looking up at Chen Mang standing on the carriage.

Only,

most of the goblins had scattered eyes and dull expressions. They didn't look like intelligent creatures at all. From time to time, their faces grimaced with a ferocious smile, which was quite mechanical and stiff.

Only the goblin standing in front stood upright in place, waiting for arrangements with anticipation in his eyes.

Chen Mang looked at the group of goblins in front of him, a total of 121 goblins, of which 5 were goblin merchants. This was his biggest gain these days. In the wasteland, to put it bluntly, the most valuable thing was always only one thing.

That is, labor.

Apart from this, other things had to be ranked behind. Even high-grade accessories were useless. The higher the grade of accessories, the more resources were needed. Without enough labor, even if the train captain went into battle himself, he would not be able to mine much ore in a day of hard work.

Compared to that yellow-grade vehicle blueprint, these 121 goblins were more important to him.

After pausing for a while, he said softly.

He was too lazy to waste his breath.

Anyway, that little goblin now seemed to be very interested, obviously extremely looking forward to rebuilding the goblin race.

Only,

he himself knew in his heart that this was almost an impossible thing. You were the only goblin left, and you were in a half-dead state. It was impossible to rebuild the goblin civilization. Not to mention your goblins, even humans were now on the verge of extinction.

But that's how life is. You can be pessimistic about the future, but you have to be optimistic when you act.

"Yes."

The goblin took a deep breath before saying with a serious face: "I will definitely not disappoint the human prophet."

After saying that, he couldn't wait to receive the delicious bread.

At this moment, Chen Mang called out to the goblin, beckoned him to come over, and then walked down from the ladder at the rear of the carriage, walked around and stood in front of the goblin: "Do you have a name?"

"Yes, my name is Doba."

"Doba, um, a good name."

Chen Mang nodded, looking down at the short goblin, paused for a moment, and continued: "Old Zhu has already communicated with you, right? The goblins in your batch enjoy the treatment of second-class slaves. This is a relatively high treatment in the Constellation. Generally speaking, newly joined slaves enjoy the treatment of third-class slaves."

"The reason why I gave you a higher level than newcomers at the beginning."

"Is because I value the talent of your goblin race in mining. Don't let me down."

"Don't worry."

Doba looked serious, as if he was giving a military order: "Goblins are the most diligent and united race. Mining is what goblins are best at."

"By the way—"

Chen Mang also thought of something, frowned slightly: "Where was your goblin train built? Does the ability to travel quickly underground come from the drill? And why can't the target-seeking radar capture your goblin train."

Since the goblins joined the Constellation Train, he hadn't met them many times.

His entrepreneurial experience in his previous life told him.

As a boss, you only need to chat with the employees below occasionally. Just leave the work arrangements to the management. First, the management does a better job than him, and second, the employees always have complaints about the work. Even if they are dissatisfied with the work, the first object of resentment is definitely the management, not him.

When chatting with employees, it is best to chat with the employees as a whole. Too detailed chat can easily give employees the illusion that they are valued by the boss, and thus do some incredible things.

So far, he has basically not managed the specific work flow and daily statistics of slaves and goblins, nor has he spoken to any slave individually. These are all completed by Old Zhu.

Old Zhu has indeed done a good job, and so far, no mistakes have occurred.

"That," Doba scratched his head: "That goblin train was built in that dark space. There is no light there. Goblins will sleep there after they die. There are many mines inside."

"There are iron mines, copper mines, and many resource mines that I have never seen before."