Biaozi couldn't hold back his smile any longer as he looked at the various buttons in the cockpit. He finally had a mecha of his own. The mecha's several thrusters simultaneously emitted pale blue tail flames, shooting straight towards the location of the "2D" train!

This train was the highest level, and its resources were the richest!

It definitely belonged to their team.

Zhang Yi and Zhang Er exchanged a glance and activated their mechas, striding after Biaozi.

During the mining period, they had been learning how to operate the mecha. By now, they might not have complete mastery, but they could still perform some basic maneuvers without issue.

Each of their mechas had a refrigerator on the shoulder.

This had been arranged by the captain beforehand.

One for storing supplies, and the other for survivors.

The remaining two teams pouted at the sight. Although they were a bit dissatisfied with Biaozi's team getting the richest resources, they had to admit that with their current strength, it was most suitable for them to tackle this train. After all, the other trains had only lost their engines, and there was still a risk of encountering enemy cars, making it no small risk.

"Team Three, follow me."

The Team Three captain sat in the "Leech" mecha, leading his team, who also carried refrigerators, towards the other trains.

...

The mecha was too tall to fit inside the train.

Biaozi controlled the mecha, wielding a giant axe to continually chop open the armor of the "2D" train. Like peeling an orange, he chopped from the top slowly, killing any resistance instantly, then had the team members behind him search for supplies.

The armor of this train was level 3, and his giant axe was level 4, so it was no match at all.

With one swing, he smashed a deep pit open in the train armor.

The process was relatively smooth.

The thugs of the 2D train were still alive but no one resisted. They all knelt on the ground, holding their guns above their heads, eyes full of fear as they begged for mercy and surrendered. This made sense; in this world, one person's strength was very small.

No one person could fight against a train.

The Train Captain was dead, so what was the struggle for?

Even if they weren't killed, once they were left here when the Constant Star Train departed, they would be waiting for death.

Surrender was the only way to survive.

"Is it really this convenient?"

Zhang Yi swept his eyes over the empty carriage, feeling unsatisfied. He had already tossed everything he could see into the refrigerator on his shoulder, and he had already dismounted his mecha.

Then his eyes lit up.

He walked with large strides to a corner of the carriage, picked up a half-bag of chips, and happily stuffed it into the refrigerator on his shoulder.

"That's really good stuff."

Zhang Yi patted the refrigerator on his shoulder with satisfaction. "On the previous train, if we had this, I can't even imagine how much stuff we would have brought back. We'd plunder an entire city!"

"Exactly."

Zhang Er, holding a refrigerator with one hand, lifted by the leg the trembling thug curled up in the corner with the other hand, shook him upside down, and stuffed what fell from him into the refrigerator in his arms.

The entire process was smooth and full of an eerie sense of beauty.

"Next time Brother Mang sends us out for supplies, you carry a refrigerator, I'll carry a refrigerator, and then we'll put ten refrigerators in each of our refrigerators and let Brother Mang see."

"We can clean out a city."

"Move!"

"Get to work!"

The two of them worked with great enthusiasm, partly because they were full of energy from being well-fed, and partly because the work tools were so handy. On the previous train, if they had these tools, there'd be no need to run with treadmills all the way back to the train on the outskirts; they'd simply have stuffed the treadmill in the refrigerator and brought it back effortlessly.

...

"Everyone, strip off your clothes."

"Throw away your underwear, socks, everything. You'll get new ones later."

In front of the slave car of the 2D train.

A refrigerator was placed there.

A member of the guard team was stationed around, watching all the slaves of the 2D train line up to enter. Everyone, regardless of gender, had to strip off all clothing to ensure no one was hiding contraband. If someone concealed a weapon and suddenly fired it, it would be a big problem.

"Hurry up!"

Biaozi, piloting the mecha, slammed the giant axe heavily on the ground as a warning, secretly thrilled with the effectiveness of the mecha. It had been a close call surviving the "Biohazard" map, but it was worth it!

The method of pretending to inject a healing agent, deceiving the brain, was something Li Shiji taught him.

According to Li Shiji.

The human brain is a magical thing and somewhat idealistic; often, even if something is impossible, if you deceive your brain into believing it happened, it will indeed have an effect.

For instance, back when he pretended to inject himself, he found it worked. Some unconscious effect made him feel much better, more energetic.

However, Li Shiji also mentioned that this method shouldn't be used frequently.

It could deplete the body's essential energy.

He didn't understand what essential energy was, but it didn't matter. He thought Li Shiji was talented, a good person, and worth befriending.

Progress on the other trains was roughly at the same stage.

After the victory.

The complete SOP for searching train resources had long been formulated by Old Pig and handed to each captain.

This process maximized efficiency while minimizing team member attrition.

But even so.

Searching 4 trains took about an hour in total.

...

"..."

Inside the Constant Star Train, Chen Mang sat in a chair, looking at the material list handed over by Old Pig. After a long silence, he sighed heavily and tossed the material list into a drawer by his side.

Who cares about the Adventure Map at this point?

Can he just turn back the way he came?

The gains from these four trains were enough to feed him well. Enough, more than enough, he couldn't take any more...

-

"1.491 million units of iron ore, 340,000 units of copper ore, 290,000 units of wood, 120,000 units of Red Heart Rock."

"One white-grade Accessory Blueprint, 4 Murphy Stones."

"124 cigarettes, various supplies, various rifle bullets, one special tool."

"Several hundred bags of vacuum-sealed duck, various figurines."

"Over 1900 survivors."

"..."

-

What more can he say? It truly is worthy of an 8-level train; it's rich!

He had mined for ten days to collect over 2 million units of iron ore, and in just seven seconds, he had earned nearly 2 million units. The total iron ore balance inside the Constant Star Train had now reached 3.54 million units.

Just a little more iron ore, and he could upgrade to level 8 armor.

If it had been level 8 armor earlier, "Absolute Defense," the train stunt, wouldn't even have been necessary; they could have tanked the damage directly. The cooldown for this stunt was ten days, and it couldn't be used again in the next ten days. It felt like a lack of confidence.

Those seven seconds consumed 500,000 units of copper ore.

But he had reclaimed 340,000 units of copper ore.

The copper ore alone almost broke even...

Plus wood, Red Heart Rock, blueprints, Murphy Stones, and a series of other materials, it was worth it, undeniably worth it.

...

"..."

Chen Mang stepped out of the train room, leaning on a cane, gazing into the distance at a futuristic city. After a long sigh, he lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, turning to look at the Constant Star Train gleaming like a mechanical dragon.

He couldn't help but allow a slight smile to form at the corner of his mouth.

This was his confidence to survive in this world.

All 1900 survivors were forcibly stashed in the refrigerator for now, as there was no time to deal with them. Once this Adventure Map concluded, they would start formally integrating them as Train Members of the Constant Star Train with "Iris Chip" implants.

They would all start with tier-3 resident privileges.

Later, those with talent or skills would be picked out and appropriately positioned.

In the aspects of receiving survivors, the procedure the Constant Star Train developed, along with Old Pig, was already complete.

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