In the living area of carriage No. 1, people come and go, and the atmosphere is peaceful and natural.
The passengers here are all veterans who have treated the train as their home. Even if something interesting happens, they won't be startled.
At this time, on the right side of the strategic center, a museum was recently built, attracting a lot of attention.
"Train Museum? Can I go in?"
Some people wanted to go in and take a look, but were stopped by the robot guard at the door and reminded: "The museum will open in an hour."
This is not a big deal and only caused a small-scale discussion on the Internet. After all, it is a new thing.
Passengers were more concerned about the market because magnetic toothbrushes were on the shelves.
"You can buy one for ten star coins, it's very cheap."
While new passengers are still waiting and watching, old passengers have already flocked to the large market on the second floor.
Chen An’s prediction was correct. Even if a second-tier market was added, the congestion would still be there and there would not be much improvement.
The newly launched toothbrushes were sold out, so the factory had to keep producing them.
By the time we sold out the toothbrushes, the museum had just opened, and only two thousand people were allowed in for the first round of visits.
Half an hour later.
On the Internet.
"What's in it?"
"A lot of the collections are actually from Purple Star. I haven't seen that in a long time."
“The museum houses the first toothbrush made on a train, which is probably the youngest piece of the collection.”
"I guess there are still many things that haven't been put in. After all, the time is too short."
"I found a lot of train spoils inside, from the alien races we defeated."
Some passengers participated and proudly told the stories of the time to those around them, which often attracted a lot of attention.
Half a day later, a live broadcast of the museum appeared online, allowing many passengers who could not enter to see the situation inside clearly.
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"Live broadcast? Who did it?"
Chen An took a sip of tea and just came out of the training room.
The Science Association previously asked me if I could open a company on their intranet. Since it didn't violate the rules, I said yes.
The guild registered Future Science Company, whose business is live streaming.
Chen An asked with a smile: "Where does Zishu get such a brain?"
He immediately contacted Yang Yuan and asked, "Did you set up this company?"
Yang Yuan was busy, and when he saw that it was a call from Chen An, he quickly dropped the phone he was holding.
"Yeah, since the train allows it, I want to give it a try. Just think about it, live streaming while exploring in the future will definitely make money."
He was able to come up with this idea thanks to the improvement of the star network by extraordinary technology, otherwise it would be impossible to transmit clear images back to the train in real time.
"Old Chen, does the conductor have any objections?"
"He has no objection. It's up to you to do as you please. But don't forget to pay your taxes."
Yang Yuan: "Ah! Do I have to pay taxes to start a company?"
"What do you think?"
Chen An hung up the phone and asked Fu Yao to add company law, tax law, etc., and fill in the relevant loopholes while it was still early.
"That bastard Yang Yuan just loves to find loopholes... But think about it, it's a good thing. People like him are more likely to keep the train moving and always come up with new things."
Since live streaming can start a company, other things can naturally be done too. Perhaps many guilds or private companies will be born in the future.
"Master, the emergence of companies will inevitably lead to wealth polarization, which may not necessarily be beneficial to the development of trains."
Chen An asked in return: "Will the guild lead to the polarization of wealth?"
Guilds rely on strength, companies rely on brains. Some people are naturally weak but skilled at using tricks. Allowing them to amass wealth is not in line with the original intention of the train's development.
Chen An thought for a while and made some changes to the settings.
"Company executives and guild executives are incompatible. Companies need to pay heavy taxes and assume public obligations. Set a sufficient threshold for companies; don't let a rush of passengers in. Block things like the stock market in advance; trains won't need them for now. Make your own inferences based on the data from various civilizations."
The company was not a big deal, so Chen An then turned his attention to school.
He originally planned to build a large park on the second floor, but it has now been severely reduced and most of the space has been used to build a school.
The construction of schools in each carriage has been preliminarily completed, and students can stay and study long-term.
This time, a total of one million children under the age of ten were recruited. They all have extraordinary talents and are Chen An’s key training targets.
"All students are trained to become commanders or captains, or at least operators."
"The study period is four years, and if you are too young, it can be increased to a maximum of seven years."
"Students don't have to assume any obligations during their studies; the train provides food and lodging. However, after graduation, students must repay the train. I'll arrange this later; I haven't thought about it yet."
"Has the school principal been chosen?"
There are a total of one hundred carriages, one hundred schools, and one hundred principals are needed.
Chen An's original idea was to use a robot instead, but he thought that robots were too serious, so it would be better to use a real principal.
The principal is just an administrator, and teachers are replaced by machines to prevent students from being indoctrinated with wrong values by others.
"A total of 370,000 people applied to become principals, and 100 have been selected."
Although the principal is only in charge, his status and treatment are not bad. He can have enough food and drink and does not need to go out to take risks.
"In addition to the principal, we'll select some counselors. They won't teach, but will simply assist the children in their daily lives. It's up to you to decide how to handle things from now on, as long as it's reasonable."
In addition to the school, the training department also added a lot of teachers.
"So many training departments seem cumbersome. Why not just establish a Train Training Bureau and let Olesgu be the director? Olesgu will decide which teachers can teach there in the future."
After opening his mind, Chen An made some changes.
"Establish a Train Education Bureau, and I will personally serve as the director."
"Establish a Train Finance Bureau, with Fei Yi as the director."
Not long after, the excited Fei Yi ran to the cockpit and gave Chen An a big hug.
"Brother, do you want me to manage the money? Wow, don't worry, I will definitely calculate every penny and won't let them take advantage of me."
Chen An patted her head lightly and took her down.
"I'm not asking you to expose the truth this week, I'm asking you to maintain economic order and prevent it from collapsing. Actually, it can't collapse, as Fuyao is secretly regulating it. Your main role is to handle some matters, such as company issues."
Feiyi stood up straight and saluted Chen An with a serious face.
"Please rest assured, Chief, I will complete the task."
Chen An laughed and scolded: "If you act any more seriously, I will punish you."
"Giegie, what do you want to do with it? I'm waiting!"
Not wanting to pay attention to her, Chen An saw Meili coming and asked her what was going on.
"Brother An, is there anything I can do?"
Chen An: "Eat more, sleep more, and keep smiling when you wake up."
She is a berserker and only has the chance to use her powers once in a long time, so she is not needed to do anything under normal circumstances.
Mary nodded stupidly.
Time passed day by day until that day arrived.
On January 18, 2006, a huge black hole appeared in front of the train, and the train fell into infinite darkness.
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