If it weren’t for the information he gathered that this planet was a modern world with technological advancement similar to his previous one before Doomsday, he might have actually believed the rumors about the Low Martial World.
Two more mecha pilots have joined.
However, with these two guys’ physical comprehensive quality, piloting a green-grade mecha "Executioner" really is an overkill, as to fully utilize the power of the "Executioner" mecha, a physical comprehensive quality over 14.0 is required, and these two guys almost doubled it!
But it doesn’t matter.
The "Zombie Basin" is a yellow-grade area, there will definitely be higher-grade mines and higher-grade mecha blueprints.
He met up with the Azure Dragon Train waiting for him at the original location, and the two of them flew side by side in the air, shooting straight towards the "Zombie Basin" area!
A huge light screen appeared ahead, marking the area boundary with four big words written on it.
Meanwhile, two lines of words slowly appeared on the control screen.
"The area ahead is a yellow-grade area, Zombie Basin."
"The highest level of monsters that can exist is Level 9, and the current train level is Level 6. The danger level is high, please be cautious."
As the train passed through the light screen, it marked the official entry of the Fixed Star Train into the yellow-grade area, Zombie Basin.
By this time, it was already late, near dusk.
The two quickly reached a consensus.
For the first night, it’s better to rest on the border area. It’s not too late to start the action when daylight arrives, as there are Level 9 monsters in the yellow-grade area after all.
A Level 9 boss is an extremely tricky opponent for both the Fixed Star and the Azure Dragon.
Both individuals share a common trait, they can fly. Since it’s the Zombie Basin, the main creatures should be zombies, and zombies can’t fly. As long as they aren’t attacked by other trains, it’s not too dangerous.
Fixed Star, inside the train compartment.
Chen Mang looked at the Resource Detection Radar and the Target Detection Radar.
There were many red dots on the Target Detection Radar, mostly in the form of Corpse Tides, far enough from him that they wouldn’t be reaching his location anytime soon. The highest level zombies within these Corpse Tides were Level 6.
Even if they came, they wouldn’t pose a significant threat to the train.
As for the Resource Detection Radar, it detected two Level 2 iron mines within the range, both open-pit iron mines, but they were occupied by Corpse Tides.
These Corpse Tides are no match for the Fixed Star.
But on the first night, he didn’t want any unnecessary trouble. He would wait until daylight to take action.
He glanced at the "Car-mounted Zombie Perception Shield" accessory displayed on the screen, which he had already upgraded to Level 10. This accessory had never found a use before, but in this area, it could be of great benefit.
Even a Level 9 zombie wouldn’t be able to perceive him.
He could mine with peace of mind.
Tonight, he would get some sleep.
Inside the No.7 Guard Carriage, Biaozi furiously pointed at Zhang Damei’s nose, cursing angrily, "Aren’t you going a bit too far? Your second team already has a mecha, what exactly do you want?"
"Our first team just lost a person."
"These two must join our first team!"
"What are you talking about, Biao." Zhang Damei stood firmly in front of the two burly guys behind her, fearlessly meeting Biaozi’s gaze with determination, "Biao, I respect you as a senior, but they are my brothers."
"Logically and emotionally, them joining our second team should be no problem, right?"
"Our third team doesn’t have a mecha either." The captain of the third team, a rather delicate-looking guy, also brought the members of his team over seriously saying, "We should get one too."
The carriage was in chaos.
The three guard teams were all fighting over the ownership of these two newcomers.
These two would definitely be piloting mechas, and with such high physical comprehensive qualities, once they joined a team, they would significantly reduce casualties during missions and enhance the team’s combat power. Everyone wanted them.
Nobody made any moves, but the argument was getting more and more heated.
After Zhang Damei shouted loudly, she stood with her hands on her hips, "We’ll have a fight in virtual space, and whoever wins will have them join their team!"
Biaozi and the third team captain exchanged a look, then continued to argue loudly.
No one suggested settling the matter with a fight in virtual space.
If it can be settled by arguing, why fight?
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Standing behind Zhang Damei, Zhang Er cautiously stuffed a whole steaming bun smeared with meat sauce into his mouth, savoring it blissfully before reluctantly swallowing it. He quietly leaned toward Zhang Yi’s ear and whispered, "Big brother, are we really in demand?"
"They seem to really welcome us."
"I don’t know either." Zhang Yi, with a serious and cold expression, also stuffed a steaming meat sandwich into his mouth, lowering his voice, "Act serious, this way we don’t seem easily approachable."
"Remember what father told us, if you seem too agreeable in a new environment, you’ll get bullied constantly."
"Right, right, I almost forgot."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Er immediately put on a serious face, but soon reached for another meat sandwich from the plate beside him, stuffing it whole into his mouth. The aura he just built up weakened instantly, and he couldn’t help but chuckle softly.
"Big brother, this meat sandwich is really tasty, so greasy, haven’t had anything this good in a long time."
"Master Mang is so nice, we just joined the carriage, haven’t done anything, and he’s already given us a big plate of meat sandwiches to eat."
"Finally, we can eat to our fill."
Zhang Yi, who originally had a serious expression, couldn’t help but nod in agreement and picked up another meat sandwich, stuffing it into his mouth, "So this is how Xiaosan lives usually."
"It’s too enjoyable!"
"Brother, remember this time, when going out to gather supplies, don’t bring back the treadmill again."
"Don’t worry, big brother, I’ll definitely do well this time."
Biaozi took a deep breath, and after a loud shout to quell the loud quarrel, he looked at the other two captains, "Tomorrow morning, I’ll go find Master Mang and let him arrange the assignment."
Zhang Damei and the third team captain exchanged a glance and both nodded, "Master Mang’s arrangement surely won’t have any issues."
"Then let’s eat, or the buns will grow cold."
Everyone in the No.7 Guard Carriage immediately turned their gaze to the plate that was supposed to have a mountain of buns, ready to start their dinner. However...all they saw was an empty plate.
There were only some grease stains proving that the plate wasn’t empty before.
"Where are the buns?"
Biaozi looked blankly at the empty plate. He clearly remembered he had someone from the first team bring over a plate piled high with meat sandwiches, didn’t he?
His gaze shifted to the two guys standing by the plate, who were taller and more muscular than Zhang Damei. As he looked at them, they were wiping the grease off their mouths with their sleeves, and clearly...
"Did you two eat it all?"
There was a flash of disbelief in Biaozi’s eyes, "That was food for 30 people, and you two ate it all? Did you swallow a Level 10 refrigerator in your bellies?"
"Uh..." Zhang Er cautiously poked Zhang Yi’s belly, "What does Level 10 refrigerator mean?"
Zhang Yi quietly moved behind Zhang Damei, whispering, "But it seems we ate something we shouldn’t have... seems that wasn’t meant for us..."
"Are we in trouble then?"
Zhang Damei, who was previously assertive in claiming rights over the newcomers, now showed a hint of awkwardness in her eyes, waving her hand in false indifference, "No problem, tonight the meal’s on me. Everything they ate is on my tab!"