PDLP Chapter 161 The Disaster of Coal Mine
Chapter 161 The Disaster of Coal Mine
The creaking sound of the tracks changing lanes could be heard in the transfer station. The black steel behemoth roared and moved forward quickly until it disappeared at the end of the night.
The steward cried with joy as he watched them disappear into the distance, sighing that the group of lunatics had finally left.
But before he could relax for long, the news of the tavern massacre reached his ears, which immediately caused panic in the whole town. He almost died on the spot.
By the time the second train arrived, his attitude towards the other party had reached its lowest point.
The train conductor almost knelt on the ground and begged him.
"Please, Master Steward, I'm in urgent need of coal to resupply the train!"
It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned the coal mine, but once he did, the steward's rage completely ignited. He grabbed the other man's hat, slammed it to the ground, and angrily shouted:
"Coal, coal, coal, my coal **!"
All the grievances suffered by Shihui were now vented on the other party, which made the steward feel comfortable.
I can't afford to mess with that extraordinary crazy woman
How can you, a mere train conductor, get the confidence from you?
Hearing what the steward said, the man was completely desperate. He stood up trembling and said like a madman:
"You don't know, you don't know at all, you don't know what will happen to us, but I saw it... I saw it!!!"
He was so excited that he grabbed the steward's collar and the guards on both sides couldn't pull him away. The man was struggling madly with anger and madness on his face.
“Hahahaha…it’s over, we’re all finished!!!”
He let go of the steward's collar and fell down as if he had lost his strength.
There were many men, women, old and young in the train, and they could only lean on the windows and watch them silently.
The steward, who encountered this kind of thing again, also found something wrong. He was able to get the position of steward not by luck, but by his brain.
Even though I'm older, it doesn't mean my brain isn't working as well as it should.
The manager looked at the desperate conductor lying on the ground and swung his sleeve fiercely: "What the hell are you talking about, you crazy bastard?!
If you don't explain clearly, you can't take a piece of coal from me!"
"bass!"
When he heard that there was coal to be taken, the train conductor, who had originally had a look of despair on his face, immediately sat up, his eyes bright, and he almost crawled to the steward.
"I said! I said everything!"
He quickly got up and pointed in the direction he came from and said:
"There is... there's a large, bloody mist that can devour people. It's heading towards here, devouring towns and trains with ease. You can't even imagine what's going on in there... I swear by Queen Maria, it's crazier than hell. There are people with two heads and crazy female demons with half their bodies!"
When hearing this, even the steward himself couldn't help but gasp, unable to imagine how they escaped from that hell.
The man took the steward's hand and walked to the front of the train, and showed him the horrific scratches on the iron surface.
The strange scratches on it could not be made by a knife or a hook. They were obviously the result of the claws and attacks of various monsters. The deepest scratch almost tore the entire iron door apart.
"You see... if I had slowed down at that time, everyone on the train would have died. If we want to survive... we must move forward!"
"Um…………"
The steward fell into deep thought. It was not that he did not believe what the other party said, but that he believed it completely. Otherwise, why would that crazy woman be so anxious to get coal?
"The problem now is that that crazy woman has taken away our last coal reserves... Are we just going to wait for death like this..."
The inspectors on both sides looked as pale as death.
Nowadays, all the resources that can be utilized and squeezed out of this city have already gone into other people's pockets.
The manager lowered his head in deep apology: "I'm very sorry... I lied to you. All the coal mines here have been taken away by a crazy woman..."
"Wha...what?"
After hearing this, the train conductor fell to the ground again, not even thinking of scolding the other person.
Seeing the other party so desperate, the manager comforted him: "Don't despair, I think we still have a way to get the coal mine..."
"You have your old man!"
convex
At this moment, a patrolman on the city wall quickly came to them, panting and pointing behind him, saying:
"No... It's bad, Master Steward!"
"Calm down first. Tell me what happened?"
For the current steward, the countdown to death has begun. As for the news, how bad can it be?
After pausing for a while, the inspector blurted out everything in one go: "The guys from Mountain Range No. 6 are coming. They seem to be looking for a tall man in black armor, and whether there have been any suspicious people here in the past few days..."
"The tall armored man and the nearest stranger..." The steward scratched his beard with his hand. He knew all these things, and he also knew that those guys had stored a large amount of coal.
He paced back and forth with his hands behind his back: "Hehe, trading intelligence always comes at a price... Go and bring him to me!"
As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will hold on to it!
……
Train No. 611 began its new journey on the track, roaring forward at top speed.
"Is that enough, old man?"
The lime was manipulating the flames to continuously transport them into the boiler, where the raging fire was raging madly, its power far exceeding that of ordinary flames.
Horod smoked his pipe calmly, the lever in his hand was like a child's toy, and he manipulated it easily.
"That's enough, it's enough for us to travel for a long time. Also, if we continue like this, the pressure gauge will explode...hahahaha"
Shihui frowned and immediately stopped supplying flames into the boiler. He kicked the boiler door shut and said in an unhappy tone: "Why didn't you say so earlier!"
The flames she consumed alone reduced her lifespan by nearly a hundred days.
Who wouldn’t feel sad about this!
Horod replied nonchalantly: "Tsk, look at you, it looks like I'll kill you if I add fuel to the fire."
"Me!!!" Shihui widened his eyes and almost cursed.
Not only would he lose his lifespan, he would also have to suffer the backlash of the flames. His temperature would rise and fall at the same time, and he would almost become an engine.
"Wow, I didn't expect that old guy still had so much coal in stock. How did you get him to hand it over willingly?"
When Shihui heard this, his expression was half-smile, and he said with a sneer: "It's just that I used a little trick..."
For example, giving the other person a black magic full body massage, the feeling is so sour and refreshing.
In the face of such absolute power, even the most powerful steward would have to swallow his pride and help with all his strength.
Finally, he forcibly "borrowed" some coal from the general manager.
It can be said that all the reserves and savings of Mark Town were taken away directly, not even a needle or thread was left untouched. It was all thanks to the help of the general manager that they were able to replenish the supplies in the shortest time possible.
This will also allow No. 611 to barely hold on to the next supply point, otherwise they will really have to rely on lime as fuel along the way.
Shi Hui patted the coal dust stuck on his clothes in the boiler room and couldn't help but sigh: "Oh...I'm going to have to talk a lot next..."
After a while...
In carriage number one, a yellow kerosene lamp emitted a faint light, barely illuminating the room.
But the house was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
At this time, Momo was sitting opposite Shihui with his arms crossed across his chest. No expression could be seen under the black helmet, and it was impossible to guess what he was thinking from his expression.
"Hmm... a very strong smell, too much blood..."
"It's good that you know it, there's no need to tell it."
Shihui patted Annie on her legs, with a warm smile on her face all the time, but hidden beneath that smile...
The others sat obediently around the bed, their faces showing slightly stiff and frightened expressions.
"I really need that egg, but I'm very grateful for your help this time!"
Momo bowed deeply, his armor making a rubbing sound.
It completely has the feeling of Japanese Bushido, and is not at all similar to this excessive person.
Shihui narrowed her beautiful eyes, and her sickly look of suppressed excitement was truly frightening. She gently put Annie down from her lap and crossed her legs.
"Oh? An egg...how about I add another one?"
"!!!"
Momo was so shocked that he almost flew into the other person's arms. This matter was too important to him, but he quickly realized his rudeness and hurriedly sat back to apologize.
"Sorry, sorry, I was so excited that I didn't expect you to have a second egg!"
Shi Hui leaned his arms against his legs, resting his chin on his palms, and asked with a smile:
"So what price are you willing to pay for this?"