"One night."
"It only takes one night's effort."
Old Pig looked seriously at the young man sitting under the pavilion: "Once the market economy is implemented, that will be your day to get rich. You will immediately join the middle level of Fixed Star, enjoy the envy of countless people, possess a large number of rare resources from Fixed Star, and be admired by countless women."
"The hardships you're enduring now will transform into the blessings you'll enjoy later."
"Young man."
"Don't complain about being tired."
"Isn't everyone getting through such tired times?"
"Pig Train Captain... Were you this tired when you were young?"
"Well... not quite this tired, but after all, it's Doomsday now." Old Pig said meaningfully: "Go ahead, on the train, you're the one I have the most faith in; you'll become a bestselling author on Fixed Star in the future."
"..."
The young man took a deep breath and slightly gritted his teeth: "Alright, Pig Train Captain, I'm going!"
