Chapter 86： 1 day in the sky, 1 year underground (2/2)
No one has ever encountered this terrifying time difference.
Of course, none of the people who spoke about the ruins on the World Channel dared to walk unscrupulously in the ruins and destroy them unscrupulously.
Trying, Somo opened the friends panel and started looking for someone who could search for information.
Sweeping his eyes, Suma locked onto two of all his friends.
Li Xiufeng, Chen Pingan.
The former is a person who has developed a training medium in battle with monsters, while the latter is a fierce person who gets a monster illustration book at the beginning and provides materials for the crossbow in the back.
The fighting power of these two people should be good, and they will definitely not let go of the ruins.
[Suma: Is there any information on entering the ruins, let’s talk about it? 】
At the same time, a message was sent to the two in succession. Looking at the private message panel that had not yet responded, Somo could only wait quietly.
”There must be people like me who dare to go out and explore, but they haven't exchanged their own information. If it is calculated according to the degree of damage to the ruins, it would be bad!”
After thinking about leaving the courtyard next door where the fire was raging before, Somo suddenly felt his scalp numb.
If you really want to put it in terms of destruction, then put a courier into it, and collect the tatters inside, I am afraid it is already a vicissitudes of life.
Maybe even fast forward to four hundred and five hundred days on the final calendar.
At that time, although the survival points could accumulate a lot according to the current progress, the advantages in the early stage will be wiped out.
Even within one or two hundred days, the refuge is destroyed due to disasters, and even the survival points given by the daily living environment assessment may disappear.
”Hi, impulse is the devil. Although I got a lot of good things this time, time is running out!”
”There are only eight days left before the blizzard disaster!” As he calculated the schedule silently in his heart, a feeling of tension came again.
The problem of the kobold castle has not been resolved, the humans in the saltpeter camp are still being enslaved, and there is no shadow of exploring the nearby human gathering places.
And...the core of the damaged safe house used to upgrade the evacuation shelter hasn't been settled yet.
”eight days...”
”Don't sleep anymore! I will collect the toluene and diesel from the deep-sea refuge later, and try to make a large number of picric acid bombs. We must quickly solve the combat power of the kobold camp and...”
”Find a refuge where nearby humans gather!”
Thinking of this, Somo's inner anxiety was calmed down a bit, and he silently read the system to check the gains in the past three days.
[Final calendar January 10]
[You have the first high-quality sustainable development resource-oil motorized well (survival point +100)]
[You prepared a weapon with a lethality of more than 100 for the first time (survival point +100)]
[You have a second refuge, and the safety is improved (survival point +200)]
[Scan the host's living environment, in the survival point evaluation, today obtained 122 survival points. 】
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Final settlement: Survival point +522
Survival points remaining: 1346
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[Final calendar January 11]
[Scan the host's living environment, in the survival point evaluation, today obtained 122 survival points. 】
Final settlement: Survival point +122
Survival points remaining: 1468
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[Final calendar January 12]
[Scan the host survival environment~~In the survival point evaluation, 122 survival points were obtained today. 】
Final settlement: Survival point +122
Survival points remaining: 1590
”The survival point has returned to 1500 points. Unfortunately, if I spend a lot of activities outside these three days, this number will only be high, but people can't be greedy, after all...”
Glancing at the many sundries placed in the living room, LCD TVs, and air conditioners, Somo let out a sigh of fumes and started boiling water and cooking.
With the three bags of noodles, the pressure of survival was immediately relieved, and it was the familiar pimple soup, and he hadn't waited for Suma to cook.
Ding Dong...
The voice of a private message is coming...