"Including the white region, there are quite a few trains supported by them through means like transporting slaves, resources, accessory blueprints, etc."
"You came out of the Tieling Wasteland."
"In your region, there are several trains with potential that have received their support."
"I need to make one thing clear to you again."
"They have no malicious intent, so don’t have the idea in your mind that we’re trying to persecute you. In Doomsday, our common enemies are the monsters. No one would design to send a train to hell just because it’s developing faster, that’s a foolish notion."
"If they harbored such thoughts, they wouldn’t be able to attract so many people to join."
"Only the two of us meeting alone. How about we meet in the ’Combat Training Virtual Space’? I believe this can dispel your concerns. I’ll open a private arena room, number ’28301’, password is six 8s."
"If willing, we can chat in the arena."
"I believe you must have upgraded this accessory to Level 5, right."
Chen Mang looked at the long string of text in the private chat box of the Train Radio, frowned in thought for a moment, then strode towards the Combat Training Virtual Space.
After Doomsday, the whole world was divided into several regions. High-level trains absolutely cannot enter low-level regions. Under these circumstances, how to establish an organization? He didn’t mind getting in touch with the other party, who clearly seemed to know more information.
Once the Combat Training Virtual Space upgrades to Level 5, it allows participation in ranking matches and fights with members of other trains of the same level.
Chen Mang stood alone on a ring in the "Combat Training Virtual Space," and in front of him was a rather young guy, not very tall, about 1.7 meters.
"First, let me introduce myself, I’m Qi Tian."
The guy smiled, sat on the ground, gestured for him to sit down too, and continued: "Try to relax a bit. When I was first contacted by this organization, I was just like you, full of vigilance."
"But you have to believe one thing."
"In Doomsday, even a train captain full of evil deeds has merit. They can kill more monsters."
Chen Mang replied in kind, also sitting cross-legged on the ground, albeit with slightly furrowed brows. He didn’t show any wariness or tension; with his strength, he wasn’t worried about this person at all.
However, since the private chat with the other party began, as well as the meeting just now, they have continually emphasized for him to relax.
This is a common PUA tactic from those in higher positions.
Repeatedly telling you to relax can make you nervous even if you initially felt fine, and also establishes subtle control over the conversation. Most people can’t sense the hidden affront within these words, but such tactics were frequent in his pre-Doomsday company management, making him keenly aware.
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The guy nodded earnestly: "Let’s start our first formal contact then. Their organization is called ’Balance.’ Before we begin the conversation, let me ask you a few questions. Sure enough, a white accessory blueprint is no longer useful to you now?"
"Even if it’s useful, surely it’s not very useful now, right?"
The smile on the guy’s face slowly stiffened, looking at Chen Mang with a serious face, feeling a bit speechless. After pausing for a while, he continued, "Then let’s put it another way. If you were to throw away 1000 units of iron ore now, you wouldn’t feel very distressed, would you?"
Chen Mang’s brows slightly furrowed, "Have you only been living well for a few days and already got overconfident?"
"Do you know that it takes 100 slaves a whole day in Level 1 iron ore to dig up 1000 units?"
The guy’s mouth twitched slightly, took a deep breath, and spoke again, "Then let’s put it another way, like if you have an extra white accessory blueprint, or your number of slaves has increased and you can’t sustain them, would you be willing to give them away?"
Chen Mang looked at the guy with a peculiar expression, "How about you give all your slaves to me? Can’t I trade when I have extras? Give them away? Your organization’s goal is to accumulate merit in this life, and when everyone dies in Doomsday, take the merit points to discuss reincarnation with Buddha?"
The guy sat cross-legged on the ground with a stoic expression, gazing at his toes in silence for a long while before continuing.
"The organization is called Balance."
"The organization’s mission is to give away things you don’t use to people from lower regions, allowing more trains to develop."
"For example, trains from the yellow region send things they don’t need to us, and we need to send things we don’t use to trains in the white region."
"This is the organization’s purpose."
"Not to earn some kind of merit points."
"In this organizational chain, everyone can gain benefits greater than what they contribute. Even the lowest-level trains, after benefiting and growing, need to continue inputting resources into the trains in the white region."
"Although the organization cannot go to lower regions, it has means to contact trains from lower regions, such as instructing trains from the white region to wait at the junction for resource delivery trains."
"Although each region has survivors, and train orders drop in each region, so far, approximately 80% of trains have grown from the white region, while lower regions and higher-level regions have no room for Level 1 trains to grow."