I made the Dragon God in the game.

Chapter 2 Survival in the Wilderness
"Battle and life, that's what it is."

Fang Bai reacted.

"If you go forward and enter the forest again, you can change to a combat professional. If you go further and enter the desert, you can change to a life professional."

Standing there, Fang Bai pondered for a moment, looked at the forest and was slightly moved, but when he was about to move his feet, a snow-white sword light suddenly appeared in his mind, and his footsteps suddenly stopped.

"100% pain, no keyboard or controller operation mode at all."

"Forget it, let's just work as a logistics person. Combat professions have historically had a high mortality rate, and logistics people are all rich bosses.

It’s not that I’m afraid of pain or knives, it’s mainly that I need to make money! "

As the saying goes, there is great terror between life and death. Fang Bai, who was lucky enough to escape from the knife, has a deep understanding of what kind of psychological state a person will be in when the knife strikes from top to bottom. Others don't know, at least Fang Bai. Bai wouldn't take chances with himself, wouldn't think about dodging and counterattacking, wouldn't think about attacking with bare hands, and wouldn't think about sliding tackles.

He has a very clear understanding of himself, his fighting talent is very low, and he is really not good at fighting.

Well, indeed, and definitely not going to fight.

After thinking about it, he turned around and walked towards the red desert.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"This rock is really hard to smash."

Fang Bai looked at the stone blade smashed out of his hand, and then used a rattan rope to skillfully clamp it on a wooden stick and tie it tightly. It couldn't be tied tightly at first, but after tying it hundreds of times in the fantasy space Just got to know it a little bit.

Anyway, these techniques can be easily found in reality. There are all kinds of tutorials, whether written or video, not to mention the four methods of tying stone axes. You just need to learn them step by step. Anyway, there is room for fantasy. , there is no shortage of materials and practice time.

There is just no way to add points, no matter what, you have to learn and practice bit by bit by yourself.

After all, fantasy space only accelerates time and does not improve Fang Bai's learning ability and practical ability.

Perhaps to others, Fang Bai mastered it in an instant, but to Fang Bai, those dozens or hundreds of hours of boring practice were extremely real, and they were all achieved minute by minute, without any trace of it. Missing.

"Hey, does it mean that if I hypnotize myself to forget everything in the fantasy space, it will be enough?

Isn't there a system that works like this? After the host adds points, it speeds up the flow of time for the host, and then uses a whip to whip the host to practice and practice. After the practice is completed, the memory is deleted and the time is completed after adding points?
Then the host had a look of surprise on his face. He was grateful and at the same time shocked by the system's methods. This power and proficiency were really as if he had cultivated them himself, without any need for training. "

Fang Bai sat on a stone and rubbed the rope with vine bark and tree bark. Although it was his first time, he was already extremely skilled. After a while, he made a perfect circle of rope while muttering at the same time.

Vine, bark = rope.

Stone = stone blade.

Stone blade + rope = stone axe.

Fang Bai entered the forest with a stone axe, collected dry branches and vines, and chopped and broke the small but hard trees.

Fortunately, perhaps because of his choice of life profession, Fang Bai's snake, insect, and ant beast repelling buff did not disappear, and he changed the hell difficulty to normal mode.

This also made Fang Bai more and more glad that he did not choose a fighting profession. Otherwise, fighting in this primitive forest would not require beasts, just snakes and insects would be fatal.

And those natural predators are even better at sneak attacks. They will never confront you head-on, and will not give you a chance to slide. They will only aim at your neck from behind and bite you hard, killing you with one blow.

Maybe there really is a fighting genius who can fight back in this situation, but Fang Bai weighed how many kilograms of meat he had.
"Maybe it can hold it to death?"

Fang Bai skillfully rolled up a circle of dry vines as thick as a hair and held it behind his back. Then he paused briefly in front of a tree as thick as his wrist, and then started chopping it down very skillfully.

It was not cooked just now, but it will be cooked in a while.

Fang Bai now realized that this talent was really useful.
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Fang Bai's figure appeared in every corner of the mine, and every place was covered with his footprints.

Vines, branches, trunks, fruits, stones, all kinds of materials were collected and piled next to two adjacent boulders.

Not knowing how to complete the job transfer, Fang Bai had no choice but to try bit by bit. Without goals or tasks, he just survived in the wilderness.

From time to time, I go offline and use the computer to check the corresponding knowledge. While studying, I practice crazily in the fantasy space, and finally practice it extremely skillfully.

The bow rope is drilled into wood to make fire.

Drinking water filtration.

Wild fruit selection.

Shelter construction.

Clay discrimination.

Easy tool making.

It was getting late, Fang Bai ate some sour wild fruits and drank some water, and opened the properties panel. "Name: Fang Bai."

"Level: Level 1."

"Experience: 5/10"

"Occupation: None."

"Talent: Fantasy Space."

"Strength: 11."

"Trick: 6."

"Speed: 4."

"Physique: 13."

"Armor: 2."

"Resistance: 1."

"Well, there is an additional experience value column, and there are five experience points. Can I upgrade with ten experience points?"

Fang Bai saw a system prompt bar next to it, with five little red dots on it.

Open it immediately.

"Hey, the system prompts: Successfully made a simple stone axe, and gained 1 experience point."

"Hey, the system prompts: Successfully made a simple fire-making tool and gained 1 experience point."

"drop……"

There are five pieces of information in total, and five experience points in total.

"So the life profession can be upgraded by making things, and the combat profession can be upgraded by fighting?"

"There are still five experience points left to upgrade..."

Fang Bai, who was about to take a rest, suddenly couldn't hold himself back and got up to continue working.

With experience points, how can you sleep at this age and at this point? !

Two hours later, when the sky darkened completely, Fang Bai entered the angle between the two stones and blocked the opening with wood.

Open the properties panel to have a look.

"Experience points: 7/10."

"At this rate, we can upgrade tomorrow and get offline!"

In reality, Fang Bai opened his eyes. He was extremely tired in the game, but he disappeared without a trace after going offline.

After playing games for a day, Fang Bai was not very hungry. He ate something casually, solved some personal problems, and then sat down at the desk again.

Take out the pen and paper.

"I shouldn't stay in this area for too long. I can just live in this shelter. The main thing is to make things to improve my level, and to build a set of equipment for myself while upgrading and making things. May improve survivability and ability to face unexpected dangers.”

Fang Bai couldn't help but recall the knife he had been stabbed by mentally ill before, the white light of the knife, and his lips pursed slightly.

"Heavy armor!"

"The armor must be thick! Stack the thickest armor, and it will be absolutely heavy armor that no one can penetrate even if you stand there!"

Fang Bai immediately turned on his computer and started searching for posts about home-made steelmaking, blast furnace manufacturing, bellows manufacturing, technology line guides for traveling to ancient times, doomsday survival strategies, hand-forged heavy armor, etc.

Looking at posts and videos one after another, Fang Bai kept excerpting, taking notes, saving links, saving videos, making plans and schedules.

At about 23 o'clock, Fang Bai fell into a deep sleep. In front of his desk, a simple handmade sword hung diagonally on the wall, with a photo underneath.

Young Fang Bai took a photo with a couple in front of a casting platform holding this forged sword, with a line of small words underneath.

"Remember that Fang Bai made his first sword on August 2012, 8."

(End of this chapter)