"I’m good at scraping putty, is that useful...?"
"Next."
"I used to be a lawyer."
"What’s Article 150 of the ’Federal Marriage Law’?"
"Uh... I mainly focused on criminal law."
"What’s Article 236 of the ’Federal Criminal Law’?"
"I... we lawyers don’t morize all the articles, we look them up as needed."
"It’s the article on rape, idiot, next."
"I’m an e-comrce live strear, good at shouting 3, 2, 1, link on, with a loud and passionate voice."
"Next."
"I used to swing a big hamr on a construction site."
"Professionally matched, next."
"I was a director before, with managent experience..."
"Wait——"
Old Pig suddenly paused slightly, looking at the pot-bellied middle-aged man before getting up and smiling, reached out both hands: "Isn’t this Director Zhu? It’s , Old Pig, do you rember ? I worked under you for three years."
"Pig... Pig Train Captain." The middle-aged man said awkwardly with a flicker in his eyes: "About the past... I wasn’t good to you back then."
"No problem."
Old Pig cheerfully waved his hand and sat back down: "The past is gone, Doomsday has arrived, everyone’s struggling to survive, why dwell on the past."
"Making it seem like I’m a grudging person, don’t you know what I’m like."
"Li, make a note."
"For this person, let him mine till he dies."
"Next."
...
"..."
The young guy who had been following Mr. Li all along looked towards Old Pig sitting at the table, his eyes full of shock, muttering after a long while: "Mr. Li, why does this Pig Train Captain know everything from astronomy to geography?"
"Isn’t the range of knowledge a bit too broad?"
"He’s not a lawyer, how co he knows the Federal Criminal Law so well."
Mr. Li shook his head with a complicated expression, he initially thought his managent experience might make him a better deputy captain than Old Pig, but now it seed he had underestimated Old Pig and overestimated himself.
He wasn’t surprised Old Pig knew criminal law, after all, there were always so opportunities to co across it.
But Old Pig even knew about otaku songs.
That was really absurd.
He didn’t even know that was an otaku song, logically, given Old Pig’s job content, he shouldn’t co across such songs at all, the range of knowledge involved was quite broad indeed.
"Mr. Li, now there are more people on the train, competition for so good positions will likely get fiercer and fiercer."
"Hmm."
Mr. Li heaved a long sigh and nodded, these people, if represented in data, numbered rely over 1900, not a big figure.
But their pre-Doomsday jobs were so diverse.
Involving all walks of life.
Everyone doing all kinds of jobs.
...
On the Constant Star Train, everyone was working at their posts.
Guard Squad Two was responsible for monitoring outside the train and supervising residents mining, preventing so violent incidents, while Guard Squad Three maintained security inside the train.
Guard Squad One was fully engaged in the "Combat Training Virtual Space" for further training.
In Carriage No. 11, there was a refrigerator draped with a red cloth.
Also affectionately known by the residents as the Red House.
The fridge had quite a few single beds inside, with curtains that rolled down around the beds. When there were clients, the curtains would be drawn down to provide a relatively private environnt, and rolled up when there weren’t any.
At this ti.
There were about thirty won inside, giggling and playing around together.
There were no clients.
Residents were all outside mining, and only after work in the evening would clients co in one by one.
"Sister Qiu i."
A girl was lying on a single bed, barefoot and swinging her legs freely in the air, she whispered with a trace of helplessness: "Can you keep the noise down while playing cards? It’s very noisy."
"You’re calling out during the day and again at night, I feel like I’m getting ntally exhausted."
"What are you saying."
Qiu i, sitting on the floor with a hair clip used for styling her wavy hair, said nonchalantly with a cigarette in her mouth: "You should be grateful for the chance to shout, the last thing you’ll regret before you die is not talking more."
"Besides, aren’t you about to leave, why bother about us."
"You’re about to move into the big house with your little lover."
Her words fell.
The surrounding won all burst into peals of laughter like silver bells.
The woman stopped talking and continued lying on the bed, a hint of longing flashing in her eyes. Ever since she stepped into the Red House on the first day, her first client was a middle-aged man.
Perhaps it was fate, they fell in love at first sight.
The man wouldn’t allow her to keep seeing clients, said he would earn Fixed Star Coupons to move both of them into the refrigerator.
She believed him.
Since then, she hadn’t taken any more clients and she would roll down the curtain and curl up on the bed to sleep every night, waiting for the middle-aged man to co. During the day she would earn food and a small amount of Fixed Star Coupons by cleaning the train.
She could actually leave the Red House since she’s not taking any more clients.
But if she left the Red House, there’s nowhere else with such a comfortable accommodation.
So she stayed there.
It’s kind of a loophole in the train’s managent, but the train developed so fast no one noticed her little existence. She just spent every night with her lover on that single bed and lived fairly well.
Just then——
"Damn, I’m exhausted."
A middle-aged man walked into the Red House, cursing out loud.
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