System: My Doomsday Train-Chapter 784 - 325: Fourth-level Civilization "Nia Civilization" (Requesting Monthly Votes)_4

Chapter 784: Chapter 325: Fourth-level Civilization "Nia Civilization" (Requesting Monthly Votes)_4

"You just said there are still quite a few people buying?"

"Of course."

"Who would buy a house at this time?"

"Those without a house." The young man seemed to have run all the way up, panting heavily: "Many people have never owned a house in their lifetime, and now that they’re about to die, they naturally spend their savings to make up for that regret, so they don’t die with regret."

"Besides, there are also some investors. At this time, it’s the lowest point in housing prices ever, no exception."

"What if the Insect Race Civilization doesn’t come?"

"Then housing prices will soar again, and by then it will be hundreds of times the profit."

"Sir, have you ever bought a house?"

After a long silence, Chen Mang shook his head: "No."

Not to mention.

He owned a train with nearly all parts being Level 200, he owned a Level 2 Civilization, he owned several Habitable Planets, he owned more than a hundred mining planets, but he had no house...

A so unfamiliar and long-lost concept.

"So would you like a set, sir? The cheapest one costs only 3000 units of iron ore! This price is usually just the cost of a good meal, but now you can buy a house, just can’t transfer ownership, the government isn’t operating anymore, but I can find a lawyer for notarization."

"...do lawyers work?"

"They do, I have a lawyer’s certificate, I can do the notarization."

He waved his hand, said nothing more, and was ready to leave it alone and walk away when he suddenly turned back curiously to look at the real estate agent behind him: "With Doomsday approaching, why are you still selling houses?"

"To earn a commission."

"And then?"

"Then buy my own house, and wait to die in my own house."

"...so many people died on the streets, there should be plenty of empty houses in this city right now, you could just find a house and move in, and it would be yours."

"That won’t do, dying like that would feel unsatisfying, I have to spend money to buy a house to feel like it’s truly mine."

"..."

Chen Mang fell silent, said nothing more, turned around, and left, just gently patted Old Pig’s shoulder: "Give him a million, let him buy a big villa so he can die more comfortably."

This world is too crazy.

It’s become so crazy that he completely couldn’t understand it anymore.

Or maybe he’s too far removed from the people now, no longer understanding what they are thinking?

Better to focus on upgrading his train.

...

In the universe.

Owning a large number of mining planets, even if a civilization occupies a vast area, they can only focus on mining those that are closer, or just on the wormhole routes, or areas dense with mining planets, as well as some high-value mining planets.

Besides that—

Some scattered mining planets, especially the lesser-known ones, are left unattended.

And because of this, a profession was born.

"Backpackers."

These backpackers often own a rugged and solid train, selecting an obscure mining planet in the vast Star Sea that hasn’t been visited by any civilization, and then they start choosing their remote journey.

Yes.

Not relying on wormhole transition, without any wormholes nearby, and without resources to create wormholes, they travel slowly with their train.

Generally speaking.

If it’s a distance of 1 light-year, these backpackers need to travel for 3000 years.

For 10 light-years, it’s 30,000 years.

These backpackers set off with large numbers of family members and guests, starting their long journey in the universe, not long after setting out, the Train Captain dies of old age, and then their own son steps up, continuing in such a way by endless reproduction, traveling to faraway regions to mine resources.

It sounds somewhat ridiculous.

But in fact, this is what happens, and in many civilizations, generally speaking, the places people go are a few light-years away, not taking too much time, maybe just one or two ten thousand years for a round trip.

Although the people who return, are completely different from those who set out.

"Sounds really ridiculous."

Chen Mang sat in his seat within the Fixed Star train, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, frowning: "So you’re saying that the ancestors of your ancestors, several dozen to a hundred generations back, left their civilization to become backpackers 12,800 years ago, starting their gold-digging journey, and after successfully mining, you are the last generation to have returned successfully?"

"Sort of..."

The middle-aged man in front of them nodded somewhat confusedly.

The development of the situation must start from an hour ago.

An hour ago.

Chen Mang was already preparing to leave the entire planet, but just as he was about to depart, he noticed a strangely shaped train flying in the sky and landing in the suburbs. He looked at the Doppler Radar first thing.

This glance was alarming.

The radar clearly showed that this train belonged to a Fourth-level Civilization "Nia Civilization"!

Almost in an instant!

The first reaction that popped into his mind was like with Kasha Civilization, to escape, why not escape? Where did this Fourth-level Civilization pop up from?

Coming from the south?

But soon—

He noticed something amiss, the part level of this train wasn’t very high, and the main cannon level was only Level 30, and the armor even less intimidating.

So he immediately intercepted the train and found the Train Captain, bringing him into his own train for a harmonious exchange.

The final answer he got was.

The other was a backpacker from the Fourth-level Civilization "Nia Civilization," a special profession, and when he asked where the planet of "Nia Civilization" was, the other said that this planet was one of the planets belonging to the "Nia Civilization."