Infinite Doomsday: I rely on space to stock up and bully the scum

The flight attendant was shocked when he saw Jiang Jiang just waved his hand and the skull shattered into pieces. Then he seemed to think of something and spoke tentatively:

"You became the owner of the train?"

Without waiting for Jiang Jiang's answer, the conductor tried to control the train's broadcasting system, but found that the communication signal fell on deaf ears and there was no response.

You know, she is the chief conductor, the highest-ranking person on the train.

"You own the train!"

This time, the flight attendant said this in an affirmative tone, with a complicated expression in his eyes.

The flight attendants around were also stunned, and the two flight attendants blocking the door felt their eyes go dark. They were not just blocking the door, they were blocking their way to escape.

"Since you are the owner of the train, you can kill me or chop me up as you wish. However, the group behind us is not to be trifled with."

The chief conductor had a kind of calmness as if he were preparing for death. Jiang Jiang now had the final say in the entire train. In her territory, even if he and others took action, it would not pose any threat to her.

As for taking hostages?!

The carriage was full of weirdness. If someone died, was injured or disabled, the conductor suspected that Jiang Jiang would not even frown, and might even clap and cheer.

What could she do? She just sighed.

Seeing the strange expressions of the flight attendants, Jiang Jiang squatted down curiously and turned his head to look up at their expressions.

"Is life really hopeless? I don't think so..."

Where did the previous arrogance go? When blocking people or banging on doors, where did that energy go?

If this was Jiang Jiang's first copy, she might choose to kill all these weird creatures without leaving any alive.

But this is her third copy.

After going through the previous copy and the previous copy, Jiang Jiang, who is gradually becoming a capitalist in the strange world, will not let go of this large group of laborers in front of him.

"Well, this train is mine. Would you consider changing jobs?"

"Monthly salary doubled, one day off for one day of work, ten days of annual leave every year..."

Before Jiang Jiang finished speaking, she saw the flight attendant's face quickly enlarged in front of her.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang, please join me!"

"Hello, Mr. Jiang!!!"

Without the need for the chief flight attendant to remind them, more than a dozen flight attendants immediately lined up to greet Jiang Jiang.

Jiang Jiang was a little uncomfortable being called Mr. Jiang for the first time.

"Don't call me Mr. Jiang. I sound like a bald man in his 40s or 50s with a beer belly. Just call me Boss Jiang."

"Hello, Boss Jiang~~~"

Another neat greeting.

"By the way, let me introduce you to my new colleague."

Jiang Jiang waved his hand, and a black shadow appeared outside the cockpit with a group of skeletons in yellow uniforms.

The conductor subconsciously wanted to take action, but the next second he realized that the train had already been taken over by Jiang Jiang.

Not only them, but even the group of human ghosts who always come out to make trouble at night are Jiang Jiang's people.

"It's just right that one team of you is responsible for the daytime and the other team is responsible for the nighttime. If you take turns on duty, it won't be too tiring."

After Jiang Jiang spoke to the weird people headed by the flight attendant, he turned to the black shadow and others and explained the welfare benefits and salary situation clearly.

The previous train rules tended to be weird, and only at night did the suppressed human crew have a chance to breathe.

But now the owner of the train is Jiang Jiang. She directly changed the train rules. All creatures, whether weird or human, are treated equally on the train and are not allowed to fight with each other.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this rule favors humans. It is even possible that Jiang Jiang's bloody train will be resisted by the weirdness of the weird world, and his income will be insufficient to cover his expenses, and he may even go bankrupt in the end.

Even the weird crew chief and his colleagues had this idea: to save their lives first and make some money from Jiang Jiang. If the train was bought back by the group in the future, they could go back to work. The worst result would be a return to the previous situation.

The black shadow looked at Jiang Jiang, obviously hesitant to speak. He knew that if the bloody train became a neutral train, the revenue would definitely be greatly reduced. After all, the ticket price only covered the costs, and the bulk of the money still came from the food on the train.

But he couldn't say it out loud. After all, this was one of the few, or even the only, human-friendly train in the strange world, which could greatly reduce the death rate of human players.

Jiang Jiang saw everyone's expressions. She thought of what others thought of, and she also thought of what others didn't think of.

Isn’t it just about generating revenue?

Compared to fresh human flesh and blood, are her Jiang Jiang brand snacks and drinks no longer selling well?

With the chicken, duck, fish and meat produced in the space she provided, plus the skills of the chef in the dining car, Jiang Jiang really didn't believe that these lunch boxes couldn't be sold?

She is 100% confident that she can make the "Bloody Train" a world-famous food train.

As for the standing room carriage, Jiang Jiang planned to withdraw.

As the owner of the train, Jiang Jiang knows the origin of standing ticket carriages, which is to save the cost of running the train.

In the human world, trains can run on coal or electricity.

But in the weird world, the operation of trains mainly depends on weird energy, and the origin of weird energy is partly due to procurement, partly due to the weird subsidies for standing ticket carriages, and partly due to the contributions of some unlucky people who throw themselves into the fire.

Boss Jiang waved his hand and said, "Don't exploit these low-level weirdos anymore. We can use the money we earn to buy weirdos. We can also accept train passengers using their weirdo energy to pay for ghost money to buy train merchandise."

In just a short while, Jiang Jiang had constructed her own grand business blueprint in her mind.

"Um...Boss..." The weird flight attendant at the side walked forward awkwardly.

"The only train driver is already lying there, we have to recruit another one..."

The flight attendant was well versed in workplace rules. Even if Jiang Jiang beat the unlucky guy into pieces with her own hands, she could not hurt her leader.

But the train always needs a driver, so she had to stand up and say something.

Yes.

Jiang Jiang then realized that he had missed something. Next to the pile of debris, there was a pile of large bones.

She scratched her head a little embarrassedly. She had just taken someone else's seat and forgot about him there.

Since the previous skeleton was a pilot, this one should be one too, as they both wear the same uniform.

Jiang Jiang clenched her hands, and a beam of faint blue flame floated from the bone fragments on the left to her hands. Holding the flame, Jiang Jiang came to the pile of bones on the right.

"Go."

Jiang Jiang spread out his hands, the flames flickered a few times, and then he jumped onto the pile of bones that were too old even for bone soup.

"Crunch~Crunch~"