It was just a one-time thing, and it could only level up once. Frankly speaking, this task was quite suitable for him, because normally, to attempt this B-level difficulty job transition task, you would need at least a dozen "Murphy Stones," which are not that easy to obtain.

But for him, he had unlimited upgrades, so he could easily achieve this.

It's just...

He really didn't want to transform himself into a robot, unless he was severely injured and the medical cabin was ineffective, and he had no choice but to use mechanical skeletons to stand up again. He wouldn't willingly choose to become a mechanical being.

He wasn't very keen on having those nano spiders crawl into his nose and run around inside his body either.

This reminded him of a movie about Egyptian pharaohs he had seen in his past life.

C-level difficulty job transition task was also out of the question.

He actually quite trusted Old Pig and Biaozi right now, but to let him transfer the Train Captain authority was out of the question.

In the instant the Train Captain authority is transferred, the other party would have complete control of the train, and wanting to kill him would almost be just a thought away.

With a blade in hand, murderous intent arises.

Even if the other party never harbored betrayal, but to actively hand over the "Constant Star Train" Train Captain authority, the other party could hardly resist the rebellious thought because... having the Train Captain authority at hand secures an absolute advantage.

How can human nature withstand such a test?

Not to mention Old Pig.

Even if the father he never met since childhood suddenly appeared, he wouldn't hand over the Train Captain authority. He'd even say "Go to hell, where did this wild dad come from."

He was really a bit curious if anyone had completed this task?

What kind of relationship can endure such a test after doomsday?

...

After ruling out these three tasks, only the S-level difficulty job transition task and D-level difficulty task were left for him to choose from.

"Sigh."

Chen Mang let out a weary sigh, while that D-level difficulty job transition task was quite simple, easy to complete. But he felt a bit unwilling; if he went to the "Flesh and Blood Train," he could complete the S-level job transition task, whereas on the "Mechanical Train" side, he could only complete a D-level task.

Still, the "Flesh and Blood Train" was better.

Everything was strength first.

If you can kill, you get rewards. Although simple and crude, it was efficient.

Unlike the Mechanical Train side, where you always had to sacrifice something, like a cult ritual, you must either romance an AI or transform yourself into a cyborg to show your devotion to the "Mechanical God Cult" for a successful job transition.

If it weren't for the fact that the follow-up accessory upgrade method of the "Flesh and Blood Train" didn't really align with his "Unlimited Upgrade," and he didn't particularly like the Flesh and Blood Train, he would have straight up gone there.

As for the S-level task on the Mechanical Train.

It's pure nonsense.

The train isn't even that big. To set up a labyrinth that can stop an "Intelligent Mechanic Robot" on the train, and also requiring the train to have no more than 18 carriages when taking on the task, how is that even possible?

If there was no limit on the number of carriages, it would be much simpler.

Anyway, building a regular carriage costs only 100 units of iron ore. He could build 5000 carriages by spending fifty thousand units of iron ore.

He would directly set the start at the last carriage, the end at the train head, with no maze whatsoever.

Just run.

For an adult male, I'd like to see you run 5000 carriages in half an hour.

By then, the task would be easily completed.

Unfortunately, this path is completely blocked, and he couldn't attack the robots, otherwise his "Built-in Fire Control System" could come into play. With over 100 heavy machine guns with inward-facing gun ports, he'd like to see how tough the robot was.

The train is such a minuscule place...

Wait!

Lying on the chair and sighing with fatigue, suddenly a flash of inspiration crossed Chen Mang's mind. He sat up straight with eyes locked onto the S-level job transition task on the "Mechanical Train."

It seems...

Perhaps there's not entirely no way at all!

The space inside the train might be inadequate, but he had a Level 10 fridge. Inside a Level 10 fridge is 100 square meters of space, and fridges could be placed inside the fridge.

He damn well could just build a hundred fridges!

Stuff all these hundred fridges into one fridge to create a large labyrinth!

"Hey!"

It seems feasible.

That robot with alien thinking capabilities would find an empty field with two doors after pushing open a fridge door.

Push open the door on the left. Looking back, it turns out it was the fridge door.

Returning along the same path and pushing open the door on the right, looking back again.

Hey, still the fridge door.

...

Chen Mang's eyes sparkled as he sat upright in front of the control console, picking up a pen to capture that trace of inspiration in his mind and continuously drawing labyrinth sketches.

One Level 10 fridge, together with building and upgrading, would consume 4500 units of iron ore.

A hundred Level 10 fridges is 450,000 units of iron ore.

Not too much.

The Tieling Wasteland could supply him enough to complete this S-level task.

Spending 450,000 units of iron ore in exchange for a red-grade "Unknown Large Firepower Accessory" with S-level potential is extremely worthwhile.

That requires no thinking.

The only thing to think about now is how to use these 100 fridges to create a highly challenging labyrinth. Although he had this inspiration, his notion on labyrinth design was quite basic.

A qualified labyrinth.

Must ensure that the path allowing smooth completion is extremely concealed, with many time-wasting fork roads, along with countless misleading branch paths.

It's a technical task.

He wasn't very good at it.

But...

In his past life, when running a business, he always believed in one saying: professional matters should be handled by professionals; the boss doesn't need to master everything, the boss just needs to steer the direction and bear the risk.

Immediately picked up the intercom.

"Old Pig, go ask the slaves, see if any slave has experience in designing labyrinths."

"I need to find someone to help me design a labyrinth to be as complex as possible."

"Got it."

Old Pig answered quickly.

At this moment, the slaves just finished work, and all slaves were dining.

...

After arranging this, Chen Mang continued drawing labyrinth sketches on paper, spending about half an hour finally crafting a 2D rectangular flat labyrinth.

"Hmm."

Chen Mang leaned back in the chair, holding the paper to face, admiring it with a slight satisfaction. Not bad, at this difficulty, who could reach the endpoint from the starting point without spending five or six minutes.

At this moment—

The sound of knocking at the door.

"Enter."

Only to see Old Pig leading a somewhat young-looking boy into the room: "Master Mang, this slave said he was a game designer before the doomsday, and he is obsessed with labyrinths, having great insight on how to create a complex labyrinth."

"Oh?"

Chen Mang looked the young fellow over, seemingly only twenty-four or five, handing over his freshly drawn labyrinth: "Try solving this labyrinth, can you complete it in a minute?"

"I'll try."

The young man, slightly nervous, stepped forward, took the pen and paper, and started calculating swiftly at the table.

Chen Mang remained patient, leisurely lighting a cigarette, leaning back in his chair, exhaling a relaxed puff of smoke carelessly said, "No pressure, just checking your level, in a while..."

Before he finished speaking.

"Done."

The young man nervously handed back the paper over, where the correct path had been drawn with a pen.

"..."

Chen Mang glanced at the paper with the labyrinth neatly solved, then at his freshly lit cigarette, raising his head expressionless, silently watching the young guy for a long time.

Suddenly feeling... a strong sense of defeat.

Hell, he painstakingly drew for half an hour, thinking it was perfectly seamless.

And here in the time it took to light a cigarette, it got solved?

What a joke!

"Evaluate the difficulty of this labyrinth."

He spoke expressionlessly.

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