Maybe it’s because they saw that Master Mang and the guards didn’t come to stop them, so those train residents who didn’t dare to make a fuss at first also couldn’t help but stand up, crane their necks to look, and shout loudly as the atmosphere got to them.
Outside the crowd, Biaozi, sitting on the shoulder of the "Leech" Mecha driven by Li Shiji, looked with an emotional expression toward Mountain Cat on the red carpet in a suit, "This guy, when he’s all dressed up—don’t say it, he sure looks more classy."
"Pig Train Captain has class too," Li Shiji’s voice came out through the mecha’s loudspeaker.
"His belly’s about to burst that damn suit open; where do you see class in that?"
When Mei Jia and Mountain Cat walked up to the ceremony stage along the red carpet.
Old Pig glanced at the two of them, paused for a moment, and after the surrounding noise gradually calmed down, he lowered his head and looked at the card in his palm, then looked up at the two.
"Mei Jia and Mountain Cat."
"If you happen to survive until dawn, please plant the seeds of your love after the dawn."
"If you die tonight, don’t complain. You shall be buried together and a tombstone erected, so people hundreds of years later will know that humanity once fought against the cold of the night with love during the doomsday."
"Now, please accept this ’Doomsday Marriage Certificate’ that symbolizes your love."
Mountain Cat, eyes also red, took the marriage certificate with Mei Jia.
Accompanied by several sounds, the earth-exploding balls placed around the red carpet suddenly exploded, and hundreds of colorful balloons floated into the sky.
Hundreds of rockets also shot into the air, constantly exploding, blooming dazzling lights like fireworks, and soon seeing the missile on the No. 14 carriage not reluctantly roaring straight into the sky!
And exploded in the air, countless orange-red flames spouted out high in the sky.
The music just reached the climax at this moment.
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The marriage certificate in Mountain Cat’s hand also suddenly burst into white light and dissipated on the spot, leaving only a small heart symbol on the back of each other’s hand.
"Well then, let’s begin the feast!"
All train residents looked at the glamorous newlyweds on stage with reddened eyes and sour noses, clapped their hands and cheered loudly, not knowing what to say, just suddenly feeling like crying for a moment.
Such a long-lost and unfamiliar word.
Memories one year after the apocalypse flooded back into everyone’s mind.
And the most affected emotionally were the slaves from another two carriages, who had tears filling their originally numb and fearful eyes at this moment.
"Has...the apocalypse ended?"
One originally dazed slave turned their gaze from the plate of minced meat and fried noodles on the table, stretched their neck to look at the distant newlyweds on the stage, mumbling in a daze.
But at this moment, the slave at the same table, upon hearing the word feast, immediately reached into the basin, grabbed a handful of minced meat noodles, disregarding the heat, and stuffed it into their mouth, devouring it ravenously.
The slave whose emotions had just gotten the better of them suddenly snapped to attention, face changed drastically, tossed aside the iron chopsticks in hand, and likewise started grabbing with their hands.
Clearly, the apocalypse wasn’t over yet.
At the table closest to the ceremony stage, the Train Captain of "Only Love One" Train looked at the semi-transparent panel opened in front of him with a complex expression.
"Shahe Plain Broadcast": Congratulations to the Constant Star Train for being the first train on the Shahe Plain to hold a wedding for survivors, where only love and courage can await dawn amidst perpetual night.
Just as he was about to say something, he turned his head and suddenly his face darkened as he looked toward the banquet scene.
It was a sight where Constant Star Train’s slaves were eating noodles with chopsticks around the table, while the slaves from their two trains were directly grabbing with their hands, looking just like bandits.
Immediately feeling a bit embarrassed, yet he didn’t say anything; he couldn’t send thugs to beat the slaves now, not on such a joyful day.
Just feeling slightly awkward, he looked at Chen Mang, "Pardon me, brother, these people below usually lack discipline."
Chen Mang didn’t mind, instead smiling with quite a sense of satisfaction. This effect was good, equivalent to giving his train residents a political lesson.
Mountain Cat and Mei Jia were already coming over with cups to toast.
Chen Mang stood up and took the beer handed over by Mei Jia, drank it in one gulp, and then looked at Mountain Cat, smiling, "Old Pig made arrangements for you, with the house and all, right?"
Mountain Cat, with reddened eyes and a trembling voice, said, "Master Mang, I..."
"Alright, go get some rest, no need for extra words."
At the banquet, a man who originally picked up a chopstick of noodles to quickly put into his mouth, suddenly noticed the slaves not far away at those tables directly gobbling up with their hands, suddenly coughed lightly, then slowly and elegantly put the noodles into his mouth.
The train residents around him who were also ready to dig in, upon noticing this, quite tacitly adjusted their eating actions to appear more graceful.
"Looking at that, they probably haven’t eaten anything good normally."
"Indeed, judging by their wan, emaciated appearance, what they ate was probably mostly moldy bread, not conducive to any physical enhancement."