"Not only that, I bet they can’t even eat enough bread. Isn’t it true that their Train Captain doesn’t even let slaves have a full meal?"
"You mean those women aren’t Master Mang’s women?"
"Only Love One," the head thug of the train, stood next to Biaozi, looking towards a table where each woman wore particularly beautiful clothes, their voices chirping, and said incredulously: "These women dress so nicely? They’re not Master Mang’s women, just selling themselves?"
"Selling themselves and still so happy?"
"High salary, why not be happy? Few on the train earn more than them." Biaozi rolled his eyes: "Master Mang’s women look much better than them. Didn’t you see those two sitting over there? Those two are Master Mang’s women."
The man froze on the spot, turning his head to look at the emaciated, sallow-skinned women among his train’s slaves. Each train has a small group of women and men employed in stress relief work, but the women of their train all seem dazed and numb, lacking the energy of these women.
He hadn’t tried this for a long time.
With a dead-fish face, like a corpse, just looking at them is a downer.
These women have such energy, and there are even a few small stars he knows among them. As for Master Mang’s two women...
Ji Chuchu and Yan Yao.
How could he not know them, they were top popular stars before the apocalypse!
The man looked around, gritting his teeth and whispered: "If we revolt, can Master Mang take us in?"
Biaozi shook his head, couldn’t help but grin: "Don’t even think about it, no chance. You think anyone can just join the Constant Star train? That depends on... fate."
"Plus, you guys are always rebelling, Master Mang wouldn’t trust using you."
"I was just talking... don’t take it seriously."
The man looked enviously and jealously at the women and the Constant Star train parked there. The women he couldn’t have fun with, and on the Constant Star, they’re played by slaves? Being the same head thug, how is this difference so huge!
The banquet ended quickly.
This "Doomsday Wedding" also came to a close.
After reluctantly bidding farewell to Chen Mang, the other two Train Captains returned to their trains with their slaves and thugs, retracing their routes. But they couldn’t shake the feeling that the looks in their slaves’ and thugs’ eyes had started to become strange.
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Er Dan stood in place, looking at the two distant trains and sighed: "Hope no riots happen. I didn’t bring anyone when I got down, not even thugs, while those two silly kids even brought slaves down."
"You’ve got no other ideas."
"Otherwise, it seems hard for these two to leave here alive today."
"No need for you to lift a finger, with just a promise, those people below might rush up and kill them."
"What’s your plan next?"
Chen Mang leaned on his cane, standing there, looking at the setting sun: "Rest all day tomorrow, then prepare to visit the yellow zone ’Zombie Basin.’ Are you coming with me?"
"Sure." Er Dan couldn’t help but laugh: "Just waiting for you to say that. Going with you suddenly makes the yellow zone feel nothing special, not scary at all."
Chen Mang waved irritably: "See if there’s anything else you need. If not, we’ll rest here tonight and head to Zombie Basin tomorrow."
After the wedding ended.
The scene was a mess.
The trusses and such needed to be dismantled and returned to the "Mecha Research and Development Center." Those fake flowers, iron chopsticks, iron tables, etc., needed to be collected and fed to the Earth Core Melting Furnace, which will yield blood money. But he didn’t have to worry about these things; Old Pig would arrange for someone to do it.
Chen Mang didn’t stay long and headed towards the train room to check the gains from the wedding.
The sky soon darkened, leaving no trash on site; everything was stuffed into the Earth Core Melting Furnace, a great thing for cleaning garbage.
All train residents returned to their carriages, feeling a bit unsatisfied when thinking back to today’s wedding.
In the No.7 guard carriage, there was a refrigerator, which Old Pig prepared as a wedding room for Mei Jia and Mountain Cat.
In the middle was a big bed made from three single beds pieced together.
Next to it were simple furniture like a refrigerator, tables, chairs, benches, etc.
Mountain Cat, eyes brimming with tears, picked Mei Jia up and moved to the bedside, placing Mei Jia on the bed, leaning on the bed, looking at Mei Jia with fiery and exciting eyes: "We finally got married, even in the apocalypse."
Lying on the bed, Mei Jia, feeling the surge of hormones from Mountain Cat deep into her mind, her cheeks blushing, voice soft as mosquitoes: "I... I’ll go take off the wedding dress first."
Mountain Cat looked at Mei Jia, took out a bunch of Red Heart Nuts and shoved them into his mouth, then grinned: "This time, let’s see if I can!"
Thirty minutes later.
Mei Jia lay in Mountain Cat’s arms, fingers gently circling on his chest, speaking softly: "Does wearing the wedding dress feel better?"
"Can we buy more Red Heart Nuts later?"
Mountain Cat immediately flipped and pinned Mei Jia under him, starting to tickle Mei Jia’s ribs in mock anger: "Are you looking down on me?!"
"No, no." Mei Jia giggled mischievously, dodging Mountain Cat’s tickling attack.
After playing around for a while.
The two quieted down again, Mei Jia leaning happily against Mountain Cat, lost in thought about their future: "Let’s earn more Fixed Star Coupons later, buy some pots and pans, and I’ll cook for you here."
"Separating the meat sauce from the steamed buns when frying will make it tastier, much better."
"If we have a child later, we can buy a small bed for them too."
Mountain Cat only grinned foolishly, not speaking.
"When you’re out on missions later, always be safe, don’t die, okay?"
Mountain Cat was silent for a long time, then softly said.
"Sleep, it’s getting late."
Constant Star, train room.
Chen Mang looked at the Train Panel; the daytime regional broadcast had added 20 points to his Reputation Value, plus 500 Heritage Value and 20 Reputation Value for successfully hosting the wedding.
He now has a total of 120 Reputation Value and 600 Heritage Value.
He hasn’t figured out the use of Reputation Value yet, but for the 600 Heritage Value, he already has plans and immediately said softly: "Ai, have Doba and Mondo come."
Every time calling Mondo, Doba has to be called too, in case Mondo can’t understand something, Doba will translate.
Waiting for Mondo, Chen Mang looked at the three items on the table.
A blueprint of green-grade quality, a card, and a badge.
These were gifts prepared by Er Dan and the two train leaders who attended the banquet. Honestly, it was quite unexpected. He didn’t expect them to prepare gifts, making him feel quite embarrassed.
Before leaving, he gave each person a set of bespoke high-precision clothes as a return gift.
During this time, the train’s Central Air Conditioning is basically operating all day, along with oxygen machines and other components, mostly running continuously.