"Don’t make fun of me, Pig Train Captain."
Biaozi shook his head and smiled wryly, wiping the water from the corner of his mouth after finishing a bottle of mineral water: "Whoever buys a Train Order, neither of us would. We both know our own characters well, we couldn’t sit steadily in that position."
"Haven’t you played MMORPGs?"
"Joining a big guild in an MMORPG is much more rewarding than creating a small guild on your own."
"Alright, I’ll stop chatting with you, I’m off to continue my patrol."
With that, Biaozi took the guard’s food, greeted Old Pig, and left. The train now had quite a few benefits, but all of them depended on the residents working diligently.
If you work well, you’ll be rewarded.
But if you try to slack off, you won’t even be able to dig out the basic 10 units of iron ore in a day.
Then sorry, apart from bread, there are also batons on the train.
The former can fill you up, the latter can keep things clean.
Mining inside the caverns was generally guaranteed to be safe. His main task during the patrols was to prevent any accidents, like fights or quarrels, and to supervise as well.
As the whistle sounded, many residents immediately stopped their work, maintained order by the guards, and began to collect their food for the day in an orderly fashion. They also received "Fixed Star Coupons" based on the amount of iron ore they mined beyond the daily quota.
Sitting on a bench, Mr. Li looked at the number on the collar of the resident in front of him: "Resident number 117, you mined 7 extra pieces of iron ore over the past few days, plus 3 pieces today, making a total of 10. You can exchange this for a Fixed Star Coupon, here you go."
"Thank you, thank you."
The resident with the number 117 embroidered on his collar received the coupon made from a bottle cap with a face full of gratitude and excitement, then quickly left, making room for the next person.
The Fixed Star Coupon was made from "mineral water bottle caps."
Laying the bottle caps on the ground and letting the train run over them to form a thin piece was the method of preventing counterfeiting.
No matter what tools or methods you use, it’s impossible to flatten a bottle cap to this extent, as for louder moves... with so many eyes around, if someone could really do it, they’d be a valuable talent, automatically recruited to the high-level talents.
This method of preventing counterfeiting was sufficient for the current stage of the train.
After all, the conditions were crude and there weren’t any advanced methods available.
These days, Mr. Li had numbered all residents, including mid-level managers, which allowed them to record the daily mining amounts and Fixed Star Coupons, saving a bit of time.
The man who received the Fixed Star Coupon carefully tucked it into his pocket, locked the zipper, then devoured the food he was given, stuffing it all into his mouth, and without hesitation, picked up his pickaxe to start mining at the nearby iron ore.
It was now time to get off work.
Many people would return to sleep after collecting their food.
He wanted to work a bit longer, as the iron ore mined at this time could be counted together with tomorrow’s mining, allowing him to earn more Fixed Star Coupons. After all, mining wasn’t something one could do every day, so he thought he should dig more while he still could.
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The man enviously glanced at the group of seemingly tireless goblins not far away. Those goblins appeared to have endless stamina, and most importantly... as the train elders said, those goblins didn’t have intelligence and were like robots; only the goblin named Doba had intelligence.
All the goblins followed the orders of this goblin named Doba.
And the goblins mined a lot, obtaining Fixed Star Coupons faster than they could, and all the coupons were given to Doba...
Just like a slave master, it seemed, soon enough, Doba would amass 1000 Fixed Star Coupons.
The completely tireless Doba rested on his pickaxe, looking at the humans not far away, his eyes full of joy. He had already accumulated over two hundred Fixed Star Coupons; all the goblins’ coupons were in his hands, even Pig Train Captain couldn’t earn coupons at his speed.
The first step in rebuilding the goblin civilization, of course, was to have their own territory. He wanted to buy as many fridges as possible so that his kin could have spacious territories. Although his kin had lost their intelligence, it didn’t matter; he believed that one day his kin would recover.
He had been able to recover, so his kin surely could too.
Moreover, this human prophet was really impressive.
The Fixed Star Train was developing much faster than his Goblin Train ever did. The human prophet hadn’t lied; he could really help him rebuild the goblin civilization. All he had to do was keep mining diligently to accelerate the train’s development.
"Let those foolish humans see what it means to be a tireless and great goblin!"
Full of energy, Doba started swinging his pickaxe to mine continuously once more.
At this point, many people had already collected their food.
Almost half of the residents chose to continue mining. If they ran out of energy, what could they do? Just buy a Coke!
Chilled Coke not only tasted great and provided a considerable boost, but it also restored energy. It was incredibly cheap, too. Ten bottles of Coke cost only one Fixed Star Coupon, and there was no need to take them all at once, as the person managing the store would keep track and hold them for you.
"Master Mang is really a good person."
A young lad downed the Coke in one go, let out a belch releasing carbon dioxide, and felt refreshed as the Coke settled in his stomach. He took a deep breath, picked up his pickaxe, and under the bright lights of the train head, started working through the night again!