System: My Doomsday Train-Chapter 839 - 334: "Then Why Aren’t You Dead Yet?

Now—

There's only one role that's hard to cast.

Inside the Film and Television Base.

Zhang Yiren sat frowning in place, surrounded by a group of people with the same worried expressions, all pondering one thing: who should play "Master Mang"?

This is a fucking big deal!

Find Master Mang?

What a joke, is Master Mang going to make time to act for you?

Find someone to play Master Mang?

What kind of joke is this?

Once this film is released, wouldn't it turn into a show of true and false Master Mang?

"How about..."

The dwarf man sitting beside whispered, "I have a suggestion, how about we shoot from Master Mang's first-person perspective? That way, we won't need to have someone playing Master Mang come forward, just have to apply for Master Mang's voice from President Ai."

"Eh?"

Zhang Yiren was slightly taken aback, a spark of light flashed in his eyes, he looked up at the dwarf man's trembling lips: "Wait, wait... let me think."

In film history.

First-person perspective movies do exist, but are hard to shoot; it means the storytelling is almost entirely centered on the protagonist, with the storyline needing to be exceptionally clear.

This is indeed a good solution.

That way, we don't need to think about who will play Master Mang.

Just shoot from the first-person perspective.

All problems are solved with ease.

At this moment—

Chen Mang entered the Film and Television Base accompanied by Old Pig and the others, and the people sitting inside immediately stood up, looked at Chen Mang seriously and greeted him in unison.

"Hmm."

Chen Mang casually pressed his hand in the air: "Everyone sit down, came to see how you're doing, a civilization's development must include cultural growth, not just military."

"Any excellent literary works, music, or movies and games emerging lately?"

"You've made quite a few films recently, I've seen them, they're nicely done."

"What about literature?"

Old Pig standing aside quickly added: "The novelist who used to write twenty thousand words daily in the train has now become a famous author of Human Civilization, his new work '13th Street Serial Killer Case' is quite popular."

"Quite good."

Chen Mang chuckled and nodded: "Seems like the old crew from the train are quite talented, doing well in every field."

Old Pig's mouth twitched beside him, pondered but said nothing.

First of all.

He admitted that guy's new work is indeed interesting.

But—

Literature isn't always distinctively popular because it's well-written; many other factors come into play.

For instance...

He felt it wasn't pure speculation, that the small print "Official Writer of the Constant Star Train" on the cover might have contributed at least seventy percent of its effect.

The remaining twenty percent.

Might be from the "Friend's Recommendation" on the first few pages.

Old Pig, Biaozi, Mr. Li, among others, offered highly commendable reviews.

The remaining 0.9 percent.

Should be the publisher's relentless distribution, with people from the Celestial Palace coming over to push the novel; needs no teaching, it's the book's content as the last 0.1 percent.

These factors composed the explosive popularity of this book.

Writing purely from social connections.

Forget writing about a serial killing case, even a story on a serial defecation case could explode in sales, hitting billions without a hitch.

The main point being—

That guy isn't exactly bluffing.

During the time Constant Star Train was on Water Blue Star, that guy was indeed the train's official writer, providing extra entertainment for the residents through novels, much like why Zhang Yiren's film became so popular.

Isn't it because... they were both the official director from Constant Star Train?

Anyone leaving Constant Star Train with some capability and strategy will hardly end up poor, even if they wanted to.

Even if you wanted to be poor.

The market wouldn't let you.

"Quite good."

Chen Mang smiled very satisfiedly: "What about music?"

"There's also something."

Old Pig uttered in a deep voice: "Master Mang, you might have forgotten a person, a young girl who used to sing house songs in the train, the one performing 'Clap your hands up, the little Lolita beside me is a cute type.'"

"Vaguely remember."

"She's now become a songwriter, her latest album is also a hit."

"Not bad."

The album cover of this young girl features "Official Singer of Constant Star Train."

Honestly, many things he doesn't wish to speak on.

During the train's savage early stage, there was a "Red House" used for solving physiological needs; it was normal, he occasionally visited a few times, also quite normal, but he only recently discovered that one he visited.

Had engraved "Visited by Deputy Train Captain Old Pig of Constant Star Train" on herself, and became the lead figure in a Red House, extremely pricey, with a long queue of patrons.

Fortunately, he discovered it early.

Managed to suppress the matter, forcibly turning that woman into a life of virtue, or else it's unpredictable on the impact it might have caused him.

After rounds of understanding, Chen Mang returned to his train room once more.

The internal development speed within Human Civilization is indeed fast.

Comprehensive advancement.

Undergoing changes every day.

When that batch of mineral stars is fully mined, an even greater change is expected.

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Inside the Constant Star Train.

Chen Mang examined the conditions for promotion to "Third-level Civilization."

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"Promotion Conditions": The number of intelligent life in civilization reaches 1 billion, the strongest attack energy range exceeds 20,000, possesses at least two planets, and civilization warehouse resource reserve needs to exceed tens of millions of billions, construct over 10 permanent bidirectional wormholes. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

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The requirements are still somewhat challenging.