Mondo ca back midway, replenished a batch of "Neon City Free Entry Tickets," and without resting, set off on his journey once again.
"It’s finally starting."
Chen Mang stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down softly saying, let’s see if we can get a batch of Dream Stones this ti. Actually, the managent of Neon City is very proper; it can run itself without his oversight.
But after all, this is the new industry he has high hopes for. On the third day of its opening, he still wants to stand here and watch.
By tomorrow, he can start mass-producing his "Viper Unmanned Combat Aircraft."
2.5 million Titanium Crystal Ores for a Level 20 one.
He can make 40.
With 40 Level 20 Viper Unmanned Combat Aircrafts hovering above the train, he dares to venture into even the red areas. Mainly, the scene of all trains in the red area unleashing their firepower that day left a big shadow on him.
That was the first ti he saw so many trains, so powerful.
The firepower and the trains in the purple area are not even on the sa level.
...
"Finally..."
In the initial point of Neon City, a young man knelt on the ground, weeping and trembling, "Finally saw the Train Captains from other areas, almost thought we were abandoned by the world..."
A nearby uncle saw this scene and curiously approached, "Did so natural disaster happen in your area, causing all other trains to be destroyed, and only yours survived?"
"It’s normal. In our area too, we had a Zombie Volcano eruption so days ago, and quite a few trains were destroyed. I only survived under the protection of a big shot."
"No."
The young man shook his head, tears streaming down his face, "Our area is very harmonious. All the Train Captains gathered and ford a city with trains. All train parts are maxed out, and the armor is level 3. The monsters in the area can’t harm us. No one has died in our area for a long ti, maintaining a record of less than a 5% death rate since six months ago."
"The few occasional deaths weren’t monster-caused. They were accidental, like choking while eating or dying of an incurable disease."
"Huh..."
The uncle seed sowhat perplexed, "Is there really such a harmonious area?"
"Yes!"
The young man gritted his teeth, sowhat angrily, "Our white area is surrounded by five red areas, not a single green area. We’re trapped in the middle and can’t go anywhere, stuck in the white area."
"Even train transfer tasks can’t be completed."
"All train parts are upgraded to the maximum level, with no way to upgrade further. The iron ore can’t be used up."
"If not for an encounter with a Black Market rchant giving an Admission Ticket, I might have been trapped in this place for life."
"What?"
The uncle stood there stunned, a bit at a loss on how to respond. He’s never heard of this situation; logically, every white area should be adjacent to a green area, right?
Surrounded by red areas, there’s indeed no path to go.
"Then how do you upgrade your train?"
"We can’t upgrade!"
"But it doesn’t matter. At least that area is absolutely safe. Anyway, living through the Doomsday anywhere is the sa; you might as well treat it as personal land."
"What good is that?"
The man shook his head in pain, "The crisis of the Doomsday keeps increasing. If the regional borders were removed in the future, those of us with low-level trains would just be left to die."
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