Global Evolution: I'm a god at making items in the end times

Chapter 6 Rapid-Fire Pistol
Chu Anqin looked in the direction where the yellow dog alien left, and his heart began to tighten.

The man didn't leave. The longer he delayed, the greater the possibility of them being discovered.

"If you don't leave, I'll do it!"

He shouted a warning, his five fingers clenched around the gun, and the tip of the gun flashed with a cold light.

The man's eyes moved back and forth between the flesh and blood on the ground and Chu Anqin, his face full of confusion.

"Okay, I'll go."

The metal spear was so cold that he didn't dare to take the risk.

Moreover, he knew that these flesh and blood carried the virus and could not be eaten, so he came here just to try his luck and see if he could find other supplies.

Chu Anqin stared at the man as he left and breathed a sigh of relief. If a fight really broke out, he would be just a figurehead and might not win.

Even if you win, you will most likely get injured. If you attract other survivors or alien species and they take advantage of you, you will have no way to seek justice.

When the man completely disappeared from his sight, he bent down to collect the fur and flesh on the ground.

These alien flesh and blood carry the virus and cannot come into direct contact with the skin, so he put on a pair of leather gloves when he went downstairs.

He collected all the fur, blood and flesh he could pick up and put them in a bag, which weighed about one and a half pounds.

After returning to the tenth floor, Chu Anqin did not rush into the house. The alien flesh and blood was smelly and fishy, ​​and he did not want the house to be filled with fishy smell.

Standing in the corridor, he moved his gaze to the third F-level energy crystal on the panel and locked onto the [Production] button.

“Make it!”

Most of the alien flesh and blood in the bag disappeared, leaving only a little fur and minced meat.

Chu Anqin raised his right hand, holding a blood-red crystal between his thumb and index finger.

"Is this the F-level energy crystal?"

The F-level energy crystal is like a blood-red diamond, the size of an index finger, with faint traces of blood visible inside.

"It looks creepy, put it away first."

The panel detailed the uses of the F-level energy crystals, but he couldn't use them yet.

Chu Anqin moved his gaze to the [Compressed Biscuits] option on the previous page, because the [Make] button appeared again behind it.

"Can the flesh and blood of alien species be considered food?"

His eyes lit up and his mind was fixed on the [Produce] button.

I saw that all the flesh and blood in the bag disappeared, leaving only hair, not even skin.

The panel automatically peels off the flesh and fur, which is quite convenient.

There was an extra piece of compressed biscuit in his hand.

Chu Anqin habitually put it close to his nose and smelled it first.

vomit.
A fishy stench filled my nostrils.

The compressed biscuits made from alien flesh and blood actually retained a fishy smell that could not be smelled unless one got close.

“This thing might contain a virus.”

Alien flesh and blood carries the virus, and this compressed biscuit that smells similar probably also has the virus.

"It seems that there are many restrictions on the panel. At present, at most moldy and spoiled food can be counted as raw materials. Alien flesh and blood can also be used to make compressed biscuits, but they cannot be eaten."

Chu Anqin took a look at it with disdain and put the remaining alien hair in a large box in the corridor.

The foreign hair is of no use for now, and the bloody smell has not yet dissipated, so put it outside to dry first.

When I got home, I threw the compressed biscuits made of alien flesh and blood directly onto the glass coffee table.

Even if this compressed biscuit does not contain any virus, he does not want to eat it because it tastes really...
"All three items on this page have been made. The first condition for unlocking the next page has been met. The only thing left is to make a rapid-fire pistol."

Chu Anqin leaned on the sofa, thinking about where to get gunpowder.

He called up the panel and moved his gaze to the [Rapid-Fire Pistol] option:
[Rapid-fire pistol and ammunition: 10 units of metal + 3 mechanical parts + 2 units of gunpowder, function: pistol, faster firing rate and stronger penetration than ordinary pistols]

"What are mechanical parts?"

He opened it and took a closer look, which gave him a small surprise.

Rapid-fire pistols and ammunition can be crafted separately, and it is not necessary to collect all the materials to craft them.

The rapid-fire pistol itself requires 10 units of metal + 3 mechanical parts, and the bullets require additional metal and gunpowder.

Mechanical parts are also very common, such as gear parts, which are found in lighters, toy cars, door locks, etc.

In addition to these, cars and robotic arms can also be disassembled into mechanical parts.

He didn't have to worry about recycling mechanical parts from the panel and refitting them into accessories for the rapid-fire pistol.

Chu Anqin found a few lighters and a toy car from home and disassembled the gear parts inside.

Get some more metal items to make 10 units of metal.

"Let's make the rapid-fire pistol first. Even if there are no bullets, it can still be useful to scare people."

"Make it!" The metal and mechanical parts disappeared, and a black pistol appeared in his hand.

He had never seen the real thing, but this black pistol looked very sophisticated, and it was equipped with a silencer on the gun head, which looked very textured.

"If only there were bullets."

Chu Anqin was greedy and played with the rapid-fire pistol.

Compared to the prying tool which also consumes 10 units of metal to make, this rapid-fire pistol is heavier, but lighter than the metal rifle which consumes 15 units.

"There are prying tools for opening doors, metal spears for close combat, rapid-fire pistols for bluffing, and a spirit wine buff for strength."

Chu Anqin calculated his overall strength and decided that he should take action, otherwise he would be hungry again after finishing the compressed biscuits.

He leaned on the sofa and rested for a while. When he felt that his strength had almost recovered, he got up and walked to the master bedroom to find a schoolbag.

"Finish searching this building first, then expand the search area."

This building has ten floors in total. The house opposite his house has been searched, and there are nine floors downstairs, which means there are eighteen households.

Chu Anqin took a rapid-fire pistol, a prying tool and a metal rifle, put on his schoolbag, and went down the corridor to the ninth floor.

As far as he could remember, most of the residents in this building had evacuated, some had been quarantined early on, and some had accidents.

On one side of the elevator corridor on the ninth floor, there were cardboard boxes piled up and covered with dust. There was also a layer of dust on the ground. It was obvious that no one had been there for a long time.

Chu Anqin first came to the house on the left and found that the security door was open.

"Is anyone there?" he whispered.

If there is someone inside, we have at least said hello.

There was no response from inside, so he tried shouting again, and only pushed the door open after confirming that there was no one there.

The same apartment type, two bedrooms and one living room, the living room is right at the entrance.

He had expected the musty and dusty smell.

Compared to the house opposite his, this house was in a mess, with a wooden shoe cabinet lying across the door and a few chairs placed randomly next to it.

He stepped over the shoe cabinet and leaned into the house.

The living room was in an even worse state, with garbage, plastic bags, and cardboard boxes all over the floor, just like a battlefield after a move.

"They must have fled, and they didn't even have time to close the door."

Due to the continuous outbreak of disasters, many people fled out of the city with their families, and this family was probably one of them.

Chu Anqin was not in a good mood and his mission started off badly.

It is difficult to find any belongings at home for those who flee, because they take away everything they can when they leave.

He went to the kitchen and ignored the refrigerator because the upper and lower doors were open and it was empty.

I opened the stove cabinet and searched, but to no avail. I found nothing.

"unlucky!"

After leaving the kitchen, I searched the two bedrooms and the living room, but still found nothing.

Coming out of this house, he came to the house on the right.

The security door was wide open, and I could see the situation inside from the door. It was even worse than the one I had just seen.
“It’s like being robbed.”

Chu Anqin adhered to the principle of preferring to eat ashes rather than let any fish escape the net, and entered the house with his mouth and nose covered.

It only took a minute for him to come out cursing.

"I'm afraid these two families agreed to flee together, leaving no grain of rice behind."

On the eighth floor, Chu Anqin stood at the entrance of the corridor, looking at the dust and footprints on the ground, somewhat hesitant.

There are footprints on this layer, but the traces are not very clear, so they must have been there for some time.

Moreover, the footprints were messy, one big and one small, so they should not be from the same person.

Chu Anqin considered whether to check the two houses on this floor. It would be embarrassing if there were people living in them.

"See if anyone can have a friendly exchange."

He gripped the pry tool tightly and reached his right hand into his clothes, ready to draw his gun at any time to intimidate.

Slowly, come to the house on the left first.

The security door was also wide open, revealing everything inside. The most important thing was the door lock, which looked like it had been pried open violently.

"Has any fellow Taoist been here?"

Chu Anqin walked in and saw obvious signs of rummaging. All the cabinets and drawers were opened and things were scattered all over the floor.

"Maybe someone got there first."

He thought of the man he met downstairs before, and wondered if he was the one who did it.

(End of this chapter)