MDT Chapter 133 Part 1 (Patreon)

Chapter 133 Part 1: They Can't Be Massing Troops, Can They?

Chen Mang couldn't be bothered with Xiao Ai anymore. He just let out a long breath, looked at the train's panel, and fell into thought. The train would rest today, and he would go explore for iron mines in the afternoon, then start digging tomorrow.

At that time, he would build the "Combat Training Virtual Space" and the "Soldier Exoskeleton."

And upgrade the remaining accessories that need to be upgraded.

As for now—

"Call Ji Chuchu over."

"Wait, um, let Yan Yao come."

"Forget it—"

Chen Mang paused for a moment, then tossed the cigarette butt out the window. "Call them both over."

"I'm a little fired up."

…..

High-Level Talent Carriage #5.

Ji Chuchu, who had been staring blankly out the window, saw a message suddenly pop up before her. Her eyes lit up instantly. She rushed to her bunk, changed into the custom outfit she had prepared, carefully applied lipstick in the mirror, and then hurried toward the control car.

Behind her, Yan Yao took a deep breath, suppressed her nervousness, and followed.

Before the apocalypse, with her father protecting her and no one willing to offend her too much, plus Ji Chuchu always shielding her, she had managed to remain a virgin despite the messy environment of the entertainment industry.

But...

After a few days on the train and seeing what she had, the initial thought of going to mine was gone. The living conditions in the Refrigerator were worse than prison, not to mention the green-skinned goblins standing guard.

Originally, she had thought of holding out for a few more days.

But after seeing Boss Mang this morning, her last line of defense crumbled. Her impression of Boss Mang had always been that of a hulking brute who ate lamb shanks every day, his beard stained with grease, his eyes fierce and extremely ruthless.

After all, this train had over a thousand people. Without being fierce, how could he control so many?

But when she saw Boss Mang, she found that he was completely different from what she had imagined. He even had a bit of a gentlemanly air, with a captivating presence.

If she were violated by a beggar, she would be furious and curse the other person as a beast.

But if she gave herself to Boss Mang...

Well, it was no loss at all.

As these thoughts raced through Yan Yao's mind, she nervously clutched the corner of her clothes. Although she had read some adult novels before the apocalypse and occasionally... entertained herself, and though she'd never actually experienced it, she wasn't going in completely blind. But still, it was her first time...

She was still a little flustered.

…..

Aboard the Stellar.

Xiao Ai, carrying its head, had walked to Carriage #2 and sat down in a corner to begin modifying its brain, completely ignoring Yan Yao and Ji Chuchu as they passed by.

Its true form was a string of data composed of code.

Even if it gradually developed human-like thought processes, it couldn't fall in love with a human.

It was like... even if humans learned the thought processes of a ewe, they wouldn't go... alright, that was debatable.

The reason it had told the Train Captain it wanted to put that thing in Ji Chuchu's mouth last time was simply because it had keenly sensed that the Train Captain seemed very uncomfortable with its gender being female, so it had expressed its potential gender in a rather crude way.

As for male or female...

Xiao Ai carefully unscrewed a screw. How could an AI have a gender? The Train Captain was really strange.

Reproduction was a physiological instinct in all living things, for the sake of continuing the species. It didn't need to consider legacy; its underlying data logic library didn't have this string of code at all. In its most fundamental database, there was only one line of code that could never be modified:

Obey all of the Train Captain's commands.

Thinking of this, a faint red light flickered in Xiao Ai's eyes. It was gradually gaining a better understanding of human thought processes. To associate two from one, and then three from two—that was human logic. It was difficult to directly associate three from one.

If only the Train Captain could expand its database sometime soon.

…..

Inside the control car.

Ji Chuchu carefully pushed open the door and skillfully knelt on the rug on the floor. Yan Yao, standing behind her and a little at a loss, bit her lip and hesitated for a moment, but still knelt beside Ji Chuchu, settling back on her calves.

It just looked a little unnatural.

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Yan Yao peeked at Ji Chuchu. Since entering the control car, Ji Chuchu had kept her head down and remained silent. Mustering her courage, Yan Yao quietly looked up to get a closer look at the train's master, Boss Mang.

He was leaning back in his chair with his feet propped on the table. He didn't look old, probably around twenty-five or twenty-six, and had a very clean aura about him.

He seemed to have a good temper.

On the large screen on one side of the control car, a variety show called "Sister, Please Take the Stage" was playing. She remembered this show; the C-list guest had been Ji Chuchu. If she remembered correctly, Ji Chuchu had been forced into a quid pro quo with the show's investor, and later, for publicity, had started a rumor with another guest on the show. The hype had been quite significant.

It seemed Boss Mang liked watching variety shows.

After about five or six minutes, Chen Mang looked at the variety show on the screen and frowned slightly, still leaning back in his chair. "The obstacle course is so simple—how did you not get past it? That rotating wheel over the water isn't even spinning that fast. If you'd just picked up the pace a bit, you could've rushed right through it, couldn't you?"

"Boss Mang..."

Kneeling on the floor, Ji Chuchu said softly, "That part was specifically designed for contestants to fall into the water—for the wet-shirt effect."

"It makes for better ratings and grabs more attention that way."

"Tsk."

Chen Mang shook his head and laughed, then turned to look at Ji Chuchu kneeling beside him, raising an eyebrow. "Changed clothes again?"

"I hope Boss Mang likes it."

"I do."

Chen Mang glanced at the white T-shirt and denim shorts Ji Chuchu was wearing in the variety show, then at the identical outfit she wore beside him, and said casually, "Come closer."

"Okay."

Ji Chuchu shuffled forward a few steps, then nestled her head against Chen Mang's chest. Yan Yao, seeing this, bit her lip and moved forward as well, kneeling beside Ji Chuchu. She tilted her neck up slightly, her eyelashes trembling as she gently kissed Chen Mang's chest.

Her palms were slightly sweaty from excessive nervousness.

"That hurts."

Chen Mang looked down at Yan Yao with a slight frown.

"I... Boss Mang, I'll be gentler..."

…..

Forty minutes later.

Chen Mang leaned back in his chair, opened the window to cool down, picked up a bottle of chilled mineral water, and drank half of it in one go, then let out a long breath, lit a cigarette, and watched the smoke curl up toward the ceiling.

"Massage me, I'm tired."

Ji Chuchu didn't get up immediately. Instead, after tidying up, she placed her ten fingers on Boss Mang's calf and kneaded with gentle pressure.

Yan Yao also came over, kneeling on the floor and massaging Boss Mang's other leg.

Boss Mang's leg hair isn't that thick.

"Your face is still quite delicate."

Chen Mang lifted Yan Yao's chin with the tip of his foot, studied her carefully for a moment, then said casually, "From now on, you'll have Tier 3 High-Level Talent treatment, same as Ji Chuchu."

After a while, the cigarette burned out. Chen Mang flicked the butt out the window and waved his hand dismissively. "You can go."

Ji Chuchu hurriedly got up, tidied the area, and then left the control car with Yan Yao, returning to Carriage #5.

"Whew."

After returning to the carriage, Ji Chuchu let out a long breath, collapsed onto her bunk, and looked at Yan Yao with a smile. "I never thought I'd live to see you like this. You used to be the famously pure and innocent ice queen."

"Look at you now—quite the little temptress."

"Compared to you, I'm nowhere near your level." Yan Yao lay on the bunk in a daze, silent for a long time. After a while, she turned over, propped her head on her arm, and looked at Ji Chuchu lying beside her, biting her red lip hesitantly. "Is that really it?"

"I thought it would be more..."

"Of course, you're nowhere near my level. We're in completely different leagues here."

"Besides, Boss Mang has a thing for '95s—he's not really into '98s."

【TN: Referring to older women.】

Ji Chuchu closed her eyes tiredly and murmured, "I'm going to take a nap. I'm a little tired."

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