192: Tangled

At this moment, he was not the only one in a dilemma; the spokespersons of all the Trains were also struggling. The number of available choices was too few, yet everyone wanted them.

Qin Mengyue pinched the bridge of her nose, looking at the hundreds of cores displayed on the screen. She felt extremely regretful, as she only had one chance at such a good opportunity.

She took out and activated the random purple core, discovering it was a [High-Grade Freezing Compartment (Purple)]. Although she really wanted it, she resisted activating it.

She planned to first ask Luo Chen for his opinion. If he needed it, she would give it to him.

After all, she now had a superior, and for such important decisions, it was better to let her superior decide to avoid making mistakes.

Having made up her mind, she rose and left the cockpit, heading to the space teleportation cabin. She intended to personally ask Luo Chen on his Train and, incidentally, subtly probe if she could persuade him to choose wealth as the reward for the self-selected deity token.

Meanwhile, Jiang Zhi was also in a great dilemma, with constant chattering in his ears making him extremely annoyed.

“I recommend the [purification water tank],” a young man shouted, “otherwise, it’s too troublesome to get water from the Chief Train Conductor every day.”

“Old Jiang, I suggest choosing the [Planting Compartment]. How nice would it be to grow vegetables when you’re free, and you can eat them too,” said a middle-aged man with tanned skin.

“Uncle Wang, your small-scale farming mentality is not advisable. What’s so good about growing vegetables? Since the gods have allowed us to step into space, our goal should be the sea of stars! Cannons! Choose two cannons and blast those bastards to death!” a man with a resolute face retorted.

“None of your suggestions are good. I recommend choosing a defensive core. Have you forgotten the zombie attack last time? That [Force Field Shield] is pretty good,” a woman said earnestly… Jiang Zhi, a farmer by origin, was not as skilled at management as Qin Mengyue. After learning about the need for self-selection, he immediately called all the Train Conductors to the cockpit, hoping to gather everyone’s opinions, which led to the current situation where everyone was expressing their views.

Jiang Zhi had a splitting headache. He roared, “Stop arguing! Everyone write down your suggestions. I’ll take the one with the most votes to ask Luo Chen.”

As soon as Jiang Zhi spoke, the cockpit instantly fell silent. After hearing Jiang Zhi’s words, everyone nodded; no one objected.

“You have five minutes. Hurry up, all of you,” Jiang Zhi said, nodding with satisfaction… Luo Chen was currently leaning back in the driver’s seat, head tilted back, looking quite relaxed.

Because it concerned their personal interests, the women in the cockpit who didn’t have corresponding tokens were divided into five factions, all trying their best to curry favor with Luo Chen.

If Luo Chen happily chose their corresponding deity, they could increase their strength, while others would have to wait for an opportunity that might appear at some unknown later time.

“Li Shishi, a little lighter, uh… a little further in, yes, yes, yes… just like that.”

“Shao Shenyun, press my head, but don’t use too much force.”

“Erina, go to the other side, one on each side with Li Shishi.”

“Ning Kexin, don’t snatch. There’s enough for everyone. Don’t rush, one by one.”

Qin Mengyue arrived at the cockpit door, and upon hearing Luo Chen’s voice from inside, her face immediately darkened.

“This is too debauched. Is this why he was chosen by the god of fertility as a Breeding Vanguard?” Qin Mengyue couldn’t help but wonder.

She held the doorknob, unsure whether to go in. After a moment of hesitation, she slowly pushed open the cockpit door and peeked inside. Seeing the scene, she couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. It turned out Luo Chen was just enjoying massages from the women.

Seeing that it wasn’t what she had expected, she felt a little disappointed. Perhaps she could have achieved it using that method.

“Huh? Qin Mengyue! Why are you here?” Hearing the sound of the door opening, Luo Chen turned his head and, seeing Qin Mengyue, looked slightly surprised.