He started cleaning from the sixth floor, little by little, until the entire sixth and first floors were completely clear. After finding the flamethrower and motorcycle helmet, he began climbing up the fire escape. On the 12th floor, he retrieved the armor and healing spray.
When the scene cut back again.
On the screen, Biaozi had smoothly reached the 31st-floor rooftop. After unloading all his weapons and equipment, he roared excitedly and fiercely at the sky several times before walking to the zip line at the edge of the rooftop.
He gripped the short stick on the zip line tightly with both hands, pushed off forcefully with his feet, and his whole body swung quickly towards the rooftop of the shorter building opposite.
The scene started to gradually shrink.
Biaozi’s figure on the zip line between the two tall buildings gradually shrank, the entire view began to switch from a third-person perspective to a bird’s-eye view. The city was flooded with a large number of zombies, even outside countless skyscrapers, innumerable zombies were climbing upwards like creeping plants.
When the view was stretched all the way to the clouds, the zombies in the entire city seemed to be just a small black dot.
Finally, the screen burst open with four big words.
Chen Mang looked at Biaozi, who was weeping with joy in the white space, with a face full of emotion. Passing the level the first time was difficult, but clearing it on subsequent attempts would become much easier, and this "Resident Evil" map was much more challenging than he had imagined.
It tested many things.
Like controlling timing, choosing in the face of imminent death, the awareness to climb downward, the ferocious combat at the brink of life and death.
Even a person who has never killed a chicken would undergo a tremendous transformation in temperament after successfully clearing this map once, gaining a certain fierceness.
Chen Mang frowned slightly, thinking about a question. By browsing the historical records, he could see a lot of clearing techniques. So far, only Biaozi on the entire train knew these techniques, and he was pondering whether to organize them and share them with others.
This could increase the overall combat strength of the guard squad by ten percent.
But this would be a big compromise for Biaozi, it would be equivalent to making a wedding dress for others, sharing the techniques he discovered after dying an unknown number of times, letting others know them easily.
This map’s design greatly cultivated a person’s abilities, if he shared all the techniques with others, it might instead reduce the ability development.
Little Ai suddenly spoke up, "Train Captain, the black market merchant has returned, I’ve simply organized the footage he collected, do you want to watch it now?"
The screen changed to the footage collected by the black market merchant last night.
There were a lot of scenes.
An abandoned Mechanical City occupied by a large number of zombies. Those zombies had even gained intelligence and were starting to constantly rebuild the Mechanical City, with a zombie guard team and zombie soldiers controlling heavy firepower on the city walls.
In a piercing cold canyon, a robot full of holes was squatting on the ground, using the welding gun in its hand to repair the train in front of it, which was completely scrapped. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel⚑fire.net
A train stopped, and completed a transaction with the black market merchant. That train had over forty carriages, like a mechanical giant dragon traveling across the wasteland. The Train Captain was a burly man with a face full of scars, who stared thoughtfully at the camera on the black market merchant’s chest for a long time.
No one knew what this guy was pondering, probably thinking of several conspiracy theories, like the black market merchant being a high-dimensional civilization observer and other such nonsense.
There was also an empty forest, where the black market merchant sat on a branch swaying for a long time in the dark, finally getting scared away by a snake that darted out.
Also, about thousands of humans were gathered on an island surrounded by sea, building many wooden huts and tents. Occasionally, trains could be seen bursting out from the sea around the island.
Chen Mang exhaled a breath, lit a cigarette, leaned back in his chair, and slowly closed his eyes. With these scenes, his understanding of this world had deepened a bit; the world was more complex than he had imagined.
For instance, the "Mechanical City" helps human civilization better control trains to survive, so if there is a mechanical civilization, it should be friendly to humans, but the Mechanical Zombie King is clearly creating more terrifying monsters.
Perhaps the creation of monsters is to deal with other monsters?
Using poison to combat poison, using magic to counter magic.
But one must admit that the black market merchant is truly free, going wherever he wants. Without him, how long would it take to see these scenes?
After a long while, he spoke.
Doba and the black market merchant came into the train cabin together.
Chen Mang looked at the black market merchant with a serious expression and said, "Rest for a while when you get back, keep doing this in the future, these are the kinds of information I need, do you have a name?"
The black market merchant shook his head, a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes, "I once had one, but I forgot it."
"Alright, I’ll give you a name, from now on you’ll be called Mondo."
All the train residents had already started today’s work.
Everyone was shining in their respective positions, including finding candidates for teachers. Three women, who were teachers before the doomsday, primarily responsible for teaching children some theoretical knowledge, would start teaching practical knowledge when they grew a bit older.
Currently, within the train, everyone was placed in roles that suited them best.
Something big happened that could be considered a major event for the train residents.
The first "refrigerator" welcomed its buyer. The price of a refrigerator was a full 1000 Fixed Star Coupons, and currently, no one on the train had that many coupons in their pocket, except for one person, Doba.
All the train residents gathered near car number 11 to watch the excitement.
They saw that Master Mang had created a "Gate of Space" on car number 11, with a large space inside, clouds and the sun above, endless grasslands below, and trees planted around the space, looking like an idyllic paradise.
In the meadow was an open refrigerator.
In the refrigerator, Doba was busy decorating the entire room with over a hundred goblins using various household items they had purchased.
He created a small stool for himself as a throne.
Then bought many blankets to cover all the floor in the refrigerator, so that all goblins could sleep on the ground at night. Goblins were naturally short, so the space was entirely sufficient.
It was a bit more spacious than on the train.
This territory belonged to the goblin territory, giving more of a home feeling.
Doba stood with a determined look at the refrigerator door, gazing at the vast grassland outside. He planned to buy two more refrigerators to ensure that his folks could sleep even more comfortably!
Meanwhile, in guard carriage number 7, Biaozi looked at his personal panel displaying a physical fitness of 12.4, and smiled with satisfaction.
After spending a whole night, he finally cleared it smoothly!
Currently, he was the only person on the train to have successfully cleared it, and this morning it was his team’s turn to be on duty. He planned to share the clearing techniques after finishing the duty, even though initially he intended to share them only with his team members.
But later he thought, the enhancement of other teams means the enhancement of the Fixed Star.
Keeping it to himself might provoke Master Mang’s displeasure, so he simply prepared to tell everyone, also gaining favor; when the other two captains had good things, wouldn’t they also think of him first?
You give, and you receive.