Survival of the Star Sea: Starting from a small broken ship and becoming stronger

Chapter 3 Survival for All
As the physical fitness rises to 4 points, the severe sub-health state also becomes mild sub-health.

Immediately afterwards, waves of heat surged all over his body, making Zhao Feng feel full of strength.

Obviously, adding points can not only improve strength, but also speed up the recovery of physical condition.

Feeling that the fatigue caused by his rush was rapidly fading, Zhao Feng didn't get up immediately, but took advantage of the time of rest to open the communication channel.

As the saying goes, knowing yourself and the enemy will never end in a hundred battles. After all, it is the survival of the entire civilization in the Xinghai. Maybe there will be the information he needs in the communication channel.

Click on the communication channel, and a long row of channel options pops up with a swipe.

【Universe Channel】(unopened)
[World Channel] (All life from the earth can communicate here, automatic translation, only one sentence per day)
[Star Domain Channel] (transmit messages within the Star Domain, limit 12 sentence every 1 hours)

[Regional channel] (communicate freely within the planet you are in, 12 sentence every 1 minutes)

[Legion Channel] (No Legion)
[Private chat channel] (add a unique identification code to chat)
【Kids Channel】(Unlimited)
Follow the prompts to open [World Channel] first.

Looking at the dense information, he flipped up a few pages casually.

"Ren Yang: What's the matter? I just took it away halfway to the toilet? Is it disgusting to make a trouser pocket?"

"Niu Ke: We must have been hijacked by aliens, otherwise how to explain all this? Could it be a game created by the gods?"

"Li Ran: Where do you keep all the resource cubes? I have saved a bunch and there is no place to keep them!"

"Kurtz: Damn Falk! Are you sure this isn't a fucking reality show? Why am I thrown next to an erupting volcano?!"

"Makarov: I just killed a group of wolf-shaped creatures and raised level 1. This world is interesting..."

"Cunbianheshang: Baga! I fell into the sea, how does this develop? I seriously doubt the balance of this game"

"Park Yixiu: Ah Xi~ My railgun is almost out of ammunition, why are there so many monsters?!"

"Meng Xiaomeng: Is there any little brother who is on the same planet as me? Can you take me with me in AMD590.D? I speak nicely and can warm the bed~."

"Zhi Nan: The big man who picks his feet upstairs climbs up for you."

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Judging by the amount of information, all human beings from all over the world have traveled here, but they have not escaped.

After a rough scan, most of the information is trapped in a harsh environment, or encountered dangers of native creatures.

It is basically completely different from his current situation, and has no reference value, so he scratched his head and clicked on the regional channel.

【You have entered the regional channel, the current channel number is 100w】

As soon as he entered the regional channel, tens of thousands of chat records were refreshed, and they were still being refreshed.

After all, it is only limited to one speech every 12 minutes, and everyone's enthusiasm for discussion is still very high.

And there is finally some useful information in it.

"Art: There are a lot of building ruins here, which seem to be the ruins of a city, and a lot of resources can be collected easily."

"Kend: Brother upstairs, be careful of the zombies hiding in the shadow of the building. I was caught by them just now, and now my whole arm is swollen."

"Xiu En: What the fuck? It won't turn into a dead body, right?"

"Feng Ke: There are still zombies? Didn't you say 30 days to survive?"

"Li Jing: Zombies? Are there zombies here? I want to go home, I don't want to play anymore! Who can save me!?"

. . .

'City ruins, shadows, zombies, mutant waves, noise, and 30 days of long night. '

Zhao Feng firmly remembered these key words obtained after the start of the game.

Turning off the communication channel, standing up and looking at the forest in front of him, Zhao Feng squinted his eyes.

'It seems that before dark, it is necessary to get out of a forward base. '

According to the instilled memory, Zhao Feng clicked on the scanning bracelet on his right hand, and at the same time raised his finger to a twisted tree in front of him with a thought.

The next second, a blue light shot out from the bracelet, and a progress bar popped up in front of him. As the progress bar was filled, the blue light quickly covered the trunk of the tree.

Immediately afterwards, the tall tree with a height of several meters flickered twice and directly turned into several resource blocks suspended in mid-air.

Shocked by this change, Zhao Feng's eyes widened and he couldn't help muttering to himself.

"Huh?! MC? Decomposed into pixels? Is it so high-tech?"

Relieved, he stepped forward quickly, wanting to carefully examine how the ten-meter-long tree turned into a small resource block.

Who would have imagined that as soon as he approached, the resource block would fly directly into his body and disappear.

This sudden change frightened Zhao Feng to slap his body.

If the resource block is invalidated, why not turn him back into a tree trunk and kill him?
Just as he was in a hurry, a 2*2 backpack page popped up in front of him, stopping his movements.

(Auto-pickup auxiliary backpack: wood x5,,,)
'Auxiliary backpack?Also pick up automatically?This one too? ! '

The auxiliary backpack that was opened by accident freed Zhao Feng from worrying about material storage at all, and the speed of rolling trees increased linearly.

A large area was quickly cleared, and a wooden house with a large area was built.

It sounds cumbersome to operate, but in fact, as long as the mental strength and resources keep up, the wood in the backpack will be automatically built according to the desired shape by scanning the bracelet.

With his current mental attribute of 9 points, it is not difficult to use the scanning bracelet to build a wooden house.

Soon, well-formed log cabins rose from the ground.

Then use the wood on hand to build a 2.5-meter-high fence around the wooden house.

Considering that there might be zombies attacking in the dark, Zhao Feng blocked the entrance completely.

When I came to the fence, I took out the food seeds that exploded during the tree pulling, dug a hole and threw them in.

Staring at the countdown to maturity that popped up in front of him, he was extremely satisfied. It seemed that the food for the future was settled.

Although it is a bit unscientific to pop a tree to explode the seeds, it is a bit outrageous to just dig a hole and bury some soil when the crops are mature.

But when I think that this is essentially a world where games and reality are integrated, there is nothing to worry about. . .

'Don't worry about it!What a joke!In this way, whether my existence is true or false is doubtful, right? '

I keep complaining in my heart, but the work in hand is still going on. After all, walls and wooden huts without foundations will not bring much sense of security.

Especially knowing that this world is not safe, it is a biochemical world with "zombies".

In order to be able to safely spend the ensuing long night, he decided to expand the defense depth of this temporary base.

Horizontal expansion on the surface is definitely not enough, and the ground is cleaned up, and the wooden wall is built, and the time specified is too late.

And the 30-day long night will definitely cause the temperature to drop.

No matter how you look at it, it is not a wise move to build a base on the surface.

Now only by digging tunnels and building a defense system underground can we be sure of victory in the next challenge.

As soon as he thought of it, Zhao Feng took off the S-shaped drilling laser from behind, and went to the cabin to start the equipment.

【Ding!Welcome to Minmatar Mining Group, S-type drilling laser, current mode: default. Ps: only displayed at first startup]

Immediately followed by a buzzing sound, a crimson light beam as thick as an arm spurted out from the muzzle of the gun,
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(End of this chapter)