"So, in that case..."
Chen Mang mused, "I've offered incense for quite a few people. It should help them all, right?"
"Ai."
"Gather the data on all those who have died in battle for the train over the years, and have Old Pig make a big incense, keeping it burning twenty-four hours."
"Understood. Should we arrange for a group to die first, to scout the Second Cosmos in advance, making it easier for future invasions?"
"Sure, how about you die first?"
"But Train Captain... After AI death, there's no qualification to enter the Second Cosmos..."
"..."
Chen Mang gave Ai a sidelong glance, "Don't go suggesting nonsense like that. It's just an Underworld, where resources are scarce, far inferior to the First Cosmos. I am immortal; I won't be going to the Second Cosmos in this lifetime."
He didn't understand how the demonic civilization escaped from the Second Cosmos.
But he was clear on one thing.
