System: My Doomsday Train-Chapter 969 - 363: Pure Stat Increase

"..."

Chen Mang looked at the Doppler Radar, intending to act low-key, but the appearance of the Celestial Palace clearly disrupted his plan. At this moment, warnings were blaring within the "Ordinary Civilization."

Such an entity appearing within their territory without any spatial disturbance would cause panic in any civilization.

He shook his head without saying much more.

He simply threw out a mining star and, after collecting the mining star and the Celestial Palace into the "Gate of Space," he disappeared again.

He had no intention of attacking the "Ordinary Civilization."

A fifth-level civilization.

How many resources could they have?

His appetite had grown larger, especially after annihilating a Cyan Mountain Civilization army and gaining 10.6 units of iron ore foundation, his appetite became uncontrollably large. An Ordinary Civilization could no longer satisfy him.

In the past.

He annihilated the "Good Cat Civilization" and the "Extremely Evil Civilization" and gained less than 2 units of iron ore foundation, while just one convoy was more than five times these two civilizations.

Advanced civilization resources are still more plentiful.

If he could swallow the entire Cyan Mountain Civilization, imagine how many resources there would be.

Through the Radar Shield, the Constant Star Train, which disappeared from the "Ordinary Civilization" radar, Chen Mang sat in the train compartment, looking at the radar screen with the political home star of the "Ordinary Civilization."

He slowly formed a plan in his mind.

Since the Ordinary Civilization surrendered to the "Cyan Mountain Civilization," they should have a special connection channel with the Cyan Mountain Civilization.

Perhaps through this channel, under space blockade, he can reach within the Cyan Mountain Civilization.

...

Soon——

hours passed. During these 24 hours, Chen Mang did nothing but wait in his train compartment.

And at this time.

A panel slowly emerged on the train control screen.

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"Racial talent extraction completed."

"You have drawn the ’Star Arrow Race’ racial talent, you will obtain a top-tier archery talent."

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In the next moment!

Chen Mang felt the panel transform into countless particles of starlight, merging into his body, and then he felt as if he had an innate archery talent. He even felt that if given a bow, he could, with his current physical abilities, shoot and kill an elephant.

Very strong.

But...

No way!

This is a cosmic interstellar war, being able to shoot and kill an elephant in such a war is not even comparable to stepping on an ant.

To him.

The best racial talent is not "combat-related," but rather functional ones. Even the Goblin Race’s racial talent is far better than this "Star Arrow Race" racial talent.

He curled his lips, considering it a wasted opportunity.

Everyone has only one chance to gain a racial talent through this bread.

But it’s still okay.

At least there are no negative effects, and it can still be useful for hunting in everyday life.

Then he turned his head to Biaozi and the others: "What racial talents did you randomly get?"

Creating a loaf that grants a person a random racial talent of level 500 only requires 200 million iron ore units, the price is incredibly low. If he wanted to trade this with other civilizations, the market would be massive.

Buyers would be endless.

The primary buyers wouldn’t even be the Human Race, but those races that already possess other racial talents, so they could have two racial talents. If these two racial talents have synergy, then it would be a case of one plus one being greater than two.

"Mine seems okay."

Old Pig said uncertainly: "I randomly got the ’Divine Race’ racial talent, immortality."

"..."

"..."

As the words fell, everyone in the train compartment fell silent.

This is more than just okay.

Besides the Human Race, almost every race has its own racial talent, most only have one, but a few races have multiple racial talents, like the "Insect Race." Divine-level civilizations’ Insect Race can even devour racial talents from other races.

And the Divine Race.

This race, created by the previous "Cosmic Rules," known as a divine-level civilization, the strongest race in the history of this universe.

The Divine Race!

Possessing multiple racial talents, among them, immortality!

Even the current cosmic rules cannot kill the Divine Race and can only seal them in a Black Hole.

The only known existence currently that can kill the Divine Race is a strand of hair in the train.

This is absolutely an s+-level racial talent.

"Uh..."

Old Pig looked around at everyone’s eyes and said somewhat awkwardly: "Honestly, I’m a bit unsure too because I don’t feel any change in myself, and it seems too exaggerated, a bit unreal."

"Only the highest-level Immortal Emperor in a Cultivation Civilization can be undying."

"Did I become undying just like that..."

Keep in mind.

Even Master Mang doesn’t have this ability yet, and suddenly he, a Deputy Train Captain, became undying. His first reaction wasn’t to be happy, but to be scared!

This is a recipe for disaster!

To say nothing else.

Once Master Mang dies, who will take over Human Civilization’s mantle? It seems like it would be him, since he won’t die...

If he were Master Mang, he’d want to get rid of himself too.

At this moment——

Biaozi spoke up, his expression strange: "Fortunately, according to train rules, once Master Mang is in danger, the entire train will instantly lose its owner and cannot be inherited by others, otherwise Pig Train Captain, you’d be in danger..."