Global wasteland: I hid in an air-raid shelter to build a nuclear bomb

Chapter 22 No, brother, you dug a house underground?
"Brother Fa."

After Lao Yang unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, he put the ax pinned on the back of his trousers into his backpack, and then looked suspiciously at a group of men in the subway station in front of him waving hoes and smashing everywhere.

"What is this doing?"

"Oh."

Chen Fa glanced at the group of people and said casually: "I need a lot of resources, and I need a group of people to help me collect resources."

"resource?"

The old sheep frowned slightly: "Brother Fa, are you talking about iron ore, wood, and soil?"

"Ah."

"These things can only be used to build shelters, can they have other functions."

Chen Fa shook his head and smiled lightly: "Of course, these resources are also needed to make blueprints. I have a few blueprints here, and I need some resources to build them."

"Oh." The old sheep nodded in response, and then said with a slightly strange expression: "Brother Fa, do you feel that this world looks a bit like a game?"

"It's a bit outrageous just to mine. I picked up a hoe and smashed it on the chair, and then the chair disappeared, and there were some iron ore in the personal panel."

"It's okay. It's like shoveling the ground with a shovel. There are many pits on the ground, and there is more soil in the personal panel backpack."

"If this is the case, then if people around the world keep digging, wouldn't they just hollow out this planet."

"This may be the closest humans have come to fully exploring the Earth's core."

Then he paused slightly, looked at Ah Huang who was standing beside Brother Fa: "Who is this?"

"Aliens." Chen Fa narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the regional chat channel in front of him, without raising his head, he said casually.

"alien?"

"It's the one who came last night."

"Huh, that's all right?" Lao Yang was stunned for a moment, and after scanning around Ah Huang, he frowned and said, "Where's the tattoo on your wrist?"

Say it.

He raised his wrist and waved it in front of Ah Huang's eyes.

I saw a tattoo in the shape of a backpack icon on Lao Yang's wrist. This thing is also something that comes to this world and everyone has it.

Equivalent to a space backpack.

There are 10 grids in total, and each grid is about ten cubic meters of space.

As for resources, they are not stored in the backpack, but in the personal panel.

"Don't ask."

Before Ah Huang could reply, Chen Fa interrupted first: "He doesn't have that thing, I just confirmed it when we met."

"Forehead"

Ah Huang looked at the fat man in front of him, hesitated for a while, and then said: "In the Stargate store, there are props similar to your space backpack, called space belt, but the price is relatively expensive, and I can't afford it. "

"Stargate store?"

The old sheep frowned in confusion and said, "What is that?"

"I'll talk to you later."

Chen Fa narrowed his eyes slightly, and after making a look at Lao Yang, he signaled him not to ask too many questions.

"it is good."

Seeing Fa Ge's eyes, Lao Yang thoughtfully put the ax that had just been stuffed into his backpack in his hand again, and moved a position towards A Huang seemingly inadvertently.

Ah Huang, on the other hand, stared blankly at the old sheep who was holding the ax in his hand again, sighed secretly, and did not speak.

At this time, Chen Fa was focusing on the regional chat channel.

There is a guy named Liu Yishou on the chat channel, showing off his new home on the chat channel.

"How about it, brothers, my new home is okay."

There is also a picture attached. On the picture is a hole dug in the ground, about [-] square meters in size, two meters high, and a soil bed piled up with soil.

He remembered this man.

This person is the one who was teleported in the wild and couldn't find a building to use as a shelter. In the end, he simply dug a hole in the ground and laid a wooden plank on top of his head.

I thought this person should have been found dead last night.

Unexpectedly, he is still alive.

"It's not brother, you just dug a house underground?"

"Yeah, didn't I hide in the cave last night? The place is too small and I can only curl up and fall asleep without knowing it."

"When I woke up, I found that it was dawn, and then I thought, it seems that hiding underground is safer than hiding in a building."

"Then I just picked up the shovel and dug straight down. It's much more convenient than on Blue Star. I don't need to think about how the soil will be transported out of the cave, and it will directly become a resource."

"I dug for about ten meters. When I got tired, I started digging sideways, and then it looked like this. It's not bad."

"."

"It's not bad, but have you thought about how you're going to get out?"

"I'll dig a tunnel obliquely towards the ground later."

"Don't you need water?"

"Oh, I dug an underground river, and it's pretty nice."

"Do you just drink or eat?"

"There are fish in the underground river."

"Eat raw?"

"How do you say it? It's called sashimi."

"Oh."

Chen Fa stared at the ground with a slightly strange expression, maybe this idea is not bad?Dig an underground palace underground?

Then he shook his head.

The security of my own air-raid shelter is a little higher, and the top priority now is to collect more resources to upgrade the technology tree.

It would be nice if there was an online transaction.

He can use the bursting crossbow in his hand to exchange the resources in other people's hands. Unfortunately, the chat channel does not have this function. Even if he shouts and sells on the chat channel due to the distance limit, the scale will not be too large.

If you have this time, it is better to catch more black slaves to mine mines for yourself.

Chen Fa narrowed his eyes slightly, did not speak, and began to think about the next steps.

After 10 hours.

Chen Fa lowered his head and glanced at his watch, the time was eight o'clock in the evening.

Logically speaking, the sky has already darkened, but the sun outside has not moved at all, and has been hanging in the sky. It seems that the sun will not set in less than seven days.

And during this time.

In addition to staying in the subway station to oversee the work, he is upgrading the free technology tree.

He also created the three icons that were newly unlocked in the morning.

Among them, the m-126 pistol is the most wasteful resource, requiring iron ore × 50, wood × 10, and soil × 5.

Mattresses that can improve the quality of life are also made and put in backpacks.

Mineral water also produced a few boxes.

"Give."

Chen Fa handed the brand new m-126 pistol in his arms to Lao Yang: "Hold it for self-defense."

"Huh." The old sheep was stunned for a moment, and then a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes. He hurriedly wiped the pistol on his clothes, and said excitedly, "Good guy, brother Fa, I thought you only had a rifle."

"There was a pistol, too."

"When I arrived, there was a law enforcement officer on the blue star around me. The firearm in his hand seemed to be welded to death. It was completely unusable and could only be used as a firestick."

(End of this chapter)