Chen Mang couldn’t help but laugh out loud and wrapped Ji Chuchu in his arms. He looked at the woman in a mini-skirt next to Er Dan: "Brother, you also... seem quite satisfied."
"Can you still give me those beers you promised earlier?"
"Absolutely! Why wouldn’t I?"
Er Dan replied seriously, "Just one unit of iron ore for a bottle of beer. I, Er Dan, don’t mind such things. Get someone to move the goods onto the Constant Star Train!"
The Azure Dragon train carriage opened, and dozens of slaves jumped off to carry boxes of beer towards the Constant Star.
The Constant Star’s train carriages were also opened, as the train residents, under Biao’s command, jumped off and received the beer, throwing it onto the train.
As Er Dan was about to say something, he glanced at the slaves of the Constant Star Train and suddenly a trace of shock flashed through his eyes. After a moment, he murmured, "Brother, why do your slaves look so healthy?"
Chen Mang smacked his tongue. How should he explain? He couldn’t say that his bread could enhance physical fitness and provide necessary vitamins, could he? "Maybe I feed them a lot."
"How many people do you lose to mining each month?"
"On what basis? Are your slaves made of iron?"
A slave from the Azure Dragon Train, who was just about to hand over a box of beer to a slave from the Constant Star, suddenly changed his expression, somewhat startled: "Are you crazy? Your Train Captain is still sitting there. How dare you, as a slave, smoke so openly?"
"If those thugs find out you secretly kept cigarettes, you’re doomed!"
The man from the Constant Star Train paused, then responded with a carefree puff of smoke, laughing: "What are you talking about, I’m no slave. I’m currently enjoying Level 1 resident status. This cigarette was exchanged with Fixed Star Coupons. Why couldn’t I smoke?"
"Come on, just give me the beer."
"Level 1 resident status? What does that mean?"
"It means we can earn Fixed Star Coupons by mining, and then use them to buy many things on the train, like cigarettes, houses, and..."
"Wait, what do you mean by houses?"
"Um... I can’t say. The train has rules, and we cannot divulge classified information. This is classified. Just know that it exists."
"Don’t your train’s thugs whip you to work?"
"You need someone to push you to work?"
"Ha? Aren’t you tired?"
"Tired?" The man from the Constant Star Train pondered for a moment, then lifted the beer given to him by the slave with one hand in the air: "That’s also a train secret. I can’t tell you, but I feel stronger every day, and completely not tired. Plus, we get to drink cola every day, so I never run out of energy."
"Yes, that’s also a secret."
"Why is everything a secret?"
"I didn’t realize it until you asked, but it seems everything is indeed a secret. At first, it was exhausting, but later on, it feels much better, especially compared to other trains. Besides, we have hope."
The man’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction and pride as he said, "Our treatment keeps improving, and the Fixed Star Coupons we earn can be used to buy our own assets on the train, and we can even start a family again in the Doomsday."
"I hope I’d die soon."
The slave from the Azure Dragon Train cautiously glanced at his Train Captain sitting cross-legged not far away, then lowered his voice full of longing and urgency: "Can I join your train?"
The man thought for a while before looking at Master Mang not far away: "I’m afraid that’s not possible. It may trigger a war, and anyway, I have no deciding power."
The slave from the Azure Dragon Train gritted his teeth slightly and looked at his fellow slaves, whose eyes were swelling with emotion. He then quickly whispered, "We all want to join the Constant Star Train. Go and ask your Train Captain; if it’s possible, once you start a war, we will revolt internally."
"All the bullets are stored in the No. 2 carriage."
"When the time comes, we’ll rush to the No. 2 carriage and blow it up. You’ll seize the moment to attack!"
The man paused for a moment before responding seriously, "Hold on. I’ll convey this message to Biao."
"Alright, I’ll wait for your signal!"
Chen Mang glanced expressionlessly at Biao, who was reporting in a low voice beside his ear. His mouth twitched slightly as he looked at Er Dan, who was still in shock, and sighed softly.
Friend, take a closer look.
Haven’t you noticed your slaves no longer have the right look in their eyes?
He then waved off Biao to deny that suggestion.
At this moment, Er Dan slowly recovered from the shock and murmured, "Brother... Has your train changed its system? Your slaves seem full of vigor, not at all oppressed."
"Yes, we changed it."
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Er Dan furrowed his brows, continuously pondering Chen Mang’s words. Although it seemed a bit troublesome, it indeed appeared much better than slavery. The people of the Constant Star Train clearly were full of energy, unlike his own slaves who were lifeless.
Under this system, the slaves’ enthusiasm for work was even higher, those from the Constant Star were working for as long as seventeen or eighteen hours a day!