Although we haven't seen it, we can imagine that the Dark Train's space is definitely not as spacious as the Ghost Ship. Therefore, it's not suitable to send large demons, who are hundreds or thousands of meters tall, to the train. Although the Wu Clan is also quite large, they are not that exaggerated. It should be enough for them to fight inside the train.
However, while Ye Chen thought this way, the fat man was somewhat afraid.
"Brother Chen? You? You? You're not kidding, are you? Me, a mid-level lord, going to deal with the Dark Train?" The fat man looked terrified. What difference was there between this and sending him straight into the source of darkness?
"Didn't I say? Zhulong and the Twelve Ancestral Witches will go with you." Ye Chen said. After Houtu entered Fengdu and became the Goddess Pingxin, the Houtu tribe once again elected a new clan leader, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches were still present.
"That won't do, will it? My territory can't possibly support the power of twelve demigods, can it? What if a few demigods just walk out of the Dark Train and wipe me out?" The fat man said with a bitter face, extremely unwilling.
“The Dark Train is different from the Ghost Ship. Its eerie effect lies mainly in its sturdiness. Would you like to study this train, which can destroy the core of a territory? Maybe you can build a Star Train yourself?” Ye Chen persuaded enticingly.
To be honest, the fat man was actually a little tempted when he heard this. His technology system had long been stuck in a bottleneck, unable to break through the technical limit of the seventh tier. He could only keep expanding and improving at the sixth tier and below, which was just a waste of time for him. He couldn't see any hope for the future.
Moreover, his territory is already firmly tied to technology. If technology cannot make breakthroughs, his territory will also find it difficult to advance, which is enough to affect the future development of his territory.
If he could research the key core of the Dark Train, his territory's technology would inevitably advance by leaps and bounds. If he could truly create this kind of seventh-tier technology, perhaps his territory could also break through to the seventh tier. At that time, he would be the true god of machinery.
"Really? Nothing will happen? Can I leave a few Ancestral Witches to protect my territory?" the fat man asked tentatively.
"Of course you can. I've given you the person; how you use him is up to you. Just intercept the Dark Train!" Ye Chen nodded and said confidently.
"Do you really think I can resolve the crisis facing the Dark Train?"
"Yes, I really think so, look into my sincere eyes!"
"You really think I..."
"Are you going or not? If you don't go, I'll throw you into the Dark Source right now!"
"Go! Go now!"
The fat man replied obsequiously, saying that no matter how dangerous the Dark Train was, it was still much better than entering the Dark Source, and it also offered the opportunity to improve his technological abilities.
"Then hurry up and get ready. I'll let Zhulong and the others know!" Ye Chen said irritably, then his figure flashed and he was already heading to Zhangwei Mountain.
"Sigh~~~" The fat man returned to his territory with a helpless expression, his eyes lifeless, as if the future he saw was full of gloom.
But Ye Chen had already made his decision and agreed, so there was no possibility of changing it. He could only hope that Zhulong and the others would be capable enough to take down the Dark Train, otherwise he might not be able to return alive.
Two days later, Fatty set off with Zhulong and the others. Ye Chen did not see them off, but only gave a few instructions on the communicator. He had to urgently deploy more than a dozen demigods at once. He also had to inform Grandpa Jian, otherwise the defense line would not be able to contract or even retreat, which would put great pressure on their side.
"I hope you succeed!" Ye Chen prayed in his heart.
The Dark Train is not as dangerous as the Ghost Ship, at least it doesn't emit any eerie magnetic field. So as long as people don't deliberately get close to it, there shouldn't be any major problems. Of course, being chased by dark creatures is another matter entirely.
The dark creatures inside the train can walk out, and the train itself will stop on wasteland planets. It relies on the remaining resources on the wasteland planets to convert into the energy it needs to operate in space. Therefore, every planet it passes by will dissipate like dust, leaving almost no trace.
Therefore, Ye Chen had given this matter much thought. Even if he couldn't solve the problem of the Dark Train, Zhulong's strength was enough to lead everyone to safety, so it would be a good opportunity for them to hone their skills.
After reviewing the issues related to the Dark Train once again, Ye Chen refocused his attention on the Dark Origin on his side. The sudden increase in pressure after Zhulong and the Twelve Ancestral Witches left did not cause him to panic. Instead, he was even more eager to repair the spatial passage as soon as possible.
"Everyone, give it your all and push the battle line inwards again!" Ye Chen shouted in the war channel. Countless kin rushed out from the territories of various lords and fought against the dark creatures as if in a final battle, pushing the battle line inwards at the same time.
A month later, with the repair of the spatial passage, even though the fat man had taken away twelve demigods, the battle line was stabilized.
Two months later, the battle line advanced again. The spatial rift was now only the size of a planet. It seemed huge, but in the eyes of the lord, there was not much left.
Countless lords surrounded this spatial rift, and any dark creature that dared to step out was mercilessly slaughtered. The black and red blood almost congealed into clumps in the starry sky; it was all the blood of the dark creatures and the lords' families.
However, before the spatial rift could be repaired, a month later, good news finally came from the fat man's side: the space train problem had been solved, and he even brought back a section of the carriage and the most crucial engine for research, which would play a vital role in his technological development.
Unfortunately, this trip resulted in the fall of a demigod, with four of the twelve Ancestral Witches losing their lives, a huge loss for the Primordial Star.
"The Dark Civilization's tools have really been taken care of!" Ye Chen said with a mixture of grief and joy upon seeing the message from the fat man. He was grieving over the fall of the god and overjoyed at the resolution of the crisis, which would make the Dark Origin guarded by the many lords much safer.
As for the four deceased Ancestral Witches, all Ye Chen could do was leave their names on Mount Tianzhu, so that countless beings on the Primordial Star would mourn for them, and then send them to Fengdu City so that they could re-enter the cycle of reincarnation.
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