No incident occurred along the way.
Chen Mang controlled the Constant Star Train to follow the convoy along the highway, arriving at the outskirts of an extrely bustling city after about two hours.
The speed is limited on this planet.
Otherwise, with the speed of his Constant Star Train, the distance could almost be covered in the ti it takes to sneeze a few tis, though that might sound a bit exaggerated.
"Senior."
The voice of Qiu Yisao ca from the Train Radio’s intercom.
"The Peace-Seeking Civilization has strict regulations on trains. Aside from a few leaders and the Law Enforcent Bureau, all other trains must be parked outside the city."
"The parking lot charges on a daily basis; the price for parking a day is 1000 units of iron ore."
"And you cannot carry any firearms or similar weapons on you."
The other party spoke very cautiously, as if they were saying sothing very serious.
And indeed, it was.
For a Train Captain, all combat power lies in the train itself. Leaving the train is like being unard, without any sense of security. It’s not an exaggeration to say you’re leaving your life in soone else’s hands.
However...
"Okay, you lead the way to the parking lot."
Chen Mang said softly.
He had a Special Tool called the "Hell Hat," which allowed him to enjoy the sa defense as the Train Armor within ten thousand ters of the train. He rarely used it because he generally preferred not to put himself in danger.
The city ahead was definitely a place to visit.
Cities are the hub of civilization’s communication. Only in the city can one learn more about this civilization and truly feel its scope.
Ten thousand ters definitely wasn’t enough.
But luckily, he had a fridge.
Within the Target Detection Radar’s range, the fridge could enjoy the sa defense as the Train Armor. His radar’s range was as much as 0.1 light years, more than enough to cover the entire planet.
Plus, with the Level 200 fridge’s Supermodel Effect, he could freely shuttle between different fridges.
As long as he was careful, there generally wouldn’t be any problems unless the whole city suddenly exploded and he couldn’t react in ti.
But...
This possibility was very low, with Ai stationed on the train, and the Target Detection Radar fully operational, no detail could escape Ai’s sight, the danger level was significantly reduced.
...
Thirty minutes later.
The Constant Star followed the One-Sweep Business Association convoy into a distant abandoned warehouse from the city.
It looked like a converted granary.
As the warehouse doors slowly opened, a lot of dust flew out, and one train after another entered in single file. The warehouse was large enough, and each train here was expanded, nearly as tall as the Constant Star, hinting at just how large this warehouse was.
Just...
The Constant Star Train was too long.
After much maneuvering, they managed to turn it around inside the warehouse and fold it together to fit it inside.
"..."
Chen Mang walked out of the Constant Star Train accompanied by Old Pig, Biaozi, and others, stomping his foot on the dusty warehouse floor before looking up at the ragged ceiling and smiling.
"It’s been a while since I felt so grounded."
He hadn’t left the Constant Star for a long ti.
The mineral-rich star wasn’t an easy place to set foot; it hurt.
As for Water Blue Star, that didn’t count; Water Blue Star was considered a part of the Constant Star.
This grounded feeling wasn’t bad.
Gravity here was almost the sa as Water Blue Star, and the air quality wasn’t much different, making adaptation quite easy.
And just then—
Qiu Yisao approached alone with so embarrassnt, "Senior, the parking lot fees are too expensive. Normally, it’s where outsiders park; locals just find any old abandoned warehouse to park. The only downside is that it’s a bit far from the city, so it takes so ti to get there."
"Hmm."
Chen Mang glanced around the inside of the warehouse, then walked to the entrance accompanied by Biaozi and others, spreading his arms wide with a contented expression as he took a deep breath of the sowhat desolate suburb.
He liked this feeling of being grounded.
Then he took a cigarette from his pocket, tossed it into his mouth, and turned to Qiu Yisao with a smile, "Since it’s not necessary to park in the parking lot, can’t we just park anywhere in the suburbs? Our train isn’t so flimsy that a rainstorm would damage it, right?"
He originally intended to have Qiu Yisao lead them to the parking lot, but after hearing that locals didn’t go there, he decided to follow Qiu Yisao’s lead, adapting to local customs.
"No, it won’t."
Qiu Yisao shook his head, "But the Peace-Seeking Civilization’s governnt doesn’t allow trains to be parked haphazardly in the suburbs. It affects the planet’s appearance and isn’t a good public display."
"I have motorcycles on the train. Senior, we might need to ride them to the city."
"Alright, but once we’re in the city, don’t call senior. Let’s keep things low-profile; just call Chen Mang."
"This..."
Qiu Yisao was taken aback, instinctively looking at the group of his brothers standing in the business association nearby and then at the hundred or so nacing, uniford n behind the senior.
After a while, he sheepishly said.
"Senior... with such an entourage, it might be hard to keep a low profile in the city."
"True."
Chen Mang glanced behind him, paused for a mont, and then casually said, "Biaozi, let everyone get back on the train, just you, Old Pig, and the Zhang Brothers stay with ."
"That’s much better. What about your brothers in the business association?"
"They usually work separately for the association. Only when the association has a big job do they work together."
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