Apocalyptic Wasteland: Set Up Survival Traps At The Beginning

"Eighteen boxes of power energy, twenty boxes of food, eight boxes of mechanical parts..."

Outside the spacecraft ruins, everyone was counting the harvest of this trip.

Although the number is small, this is a future world that is more developed than the earth in Fang Chen's previous life.

In terms of power energy alone, one box is enough to run the entire lighthouse for a week.

As for the food, it's just a drop-in.

Today's lighthouse has established a complete ecological cultivation system after decades of development.

In addition, the number of people in the lighthouse is not large, so it is basically self-sufficient.

Otherwise, for decades, the surface will really be a refrigerated refrigerator, helping you to store food and drink for you to pick up?

"What a great harvest. I have never been able to see so many supplies in one mission!"

"Yes, there are eighteen boxes of energy alone. We won't be using the surface for at least three months..."

"By the way, here's Deputy Fang Chen!"

Being able to gain so much makes everyone feel like they are dreaming.

Generally speaking, it is considered good to be able to find one or two boxes of energy per mission.

It only holds 10 boxes, which is still a record set by Mark.

Such a harvest was unexpected for them.

boom! ...

A blue, lightning-like thing accurately hit a snake dog peeping from the periphery.

The huge power instantly makes it bloom like an epiphyllum.

And around it, there were as many as a dozen of the same kind that had the same experience as it!

"It's almost time to withdraw!"

Looking at the last group of workers carrying supplies from the spacecraft, Fang Chen picked up his Gauss sniper rifle and jumped off the top of the spacecraft step by step.

He is a good player in close combat, and he can also ensure the safe delivery of supplies to his teammates from long range.

As long as they didn't rush towards them all at once, none of the pole-devouring beasts that appeared within his sight would be able to take a step closer to the hunter team.

"Mark, let me know, it's time to withdraw!"

Finally, he looked back at the desert.

The earliest pole-devouring beast that he killed was already gradually recovering.

This is also the most difficult place for the Devouring Beast.

You can kill it, but you can't kill it.

His record of more than a hundred birds was just a glorification given to him by the people in the team.

After all, in the apocalypse, nothing is scary. What is scary is that there is no hope.

Since Fang Chen was able to kill them once, they hoped that one day, Fang Chen could really kill the Extreme Devouring Beast, so thoroughly!

"I don't know when the system will give me the ability to kill the Extreme Devouring Beast..."

Fang Chen sighed.

The Extreme Devouring Beast is not immortal, because the word immortality alone violates the natural laws of living things.

Even the earth may be exploded by some meteorite flying from the outside. Why can the creatures on it live forever?

"Let's go Fang Chen!"

Seeing that Fang Chen seemed to be in a daze, Ran Bing ran over and waved his hand in front of his eyes.

This scene made the older generation of hunters smile.

Maybe Ran Bing and the others, new generations born on top of the lighthouse, don't know what their current state of mind is.

But as people who came from the old times, they knew what it was called.

Two words...

like!

It can also be called love!

"Why..."

Sitting in the car, Corey sighed as he looked at the two people walking side by side, talking and laughing.

Love was nothing in the old days.

As long as you like it and are brave enough, you can secretly go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with your household registration book in the afternoon if you met this morning.

No one can oppose you, no one can restrict you, no one can say no!

But in this new era, above the lighthouse, under the three laws of survival.

The word love is more luxurious than life.

People no longer understand love or even understand what love is.

"Red bandit, dawn..."

The figures of Ran Bing and Fang Chen overlapped in Corey's eyes.

But a burst of fire covering the two of them suddenly woke him up: "I hope they can take care of themselves..."

"Report casualties..."

Everyone got on the bus, and Mark, as the captain, spoke.

"One team had no casualties"

"The second team had no casualties..."

"There are no casualties in the third team, but..."

Looking at the armored vehicle for workers, the captain of the third team was silent for a while, but finally said: "One worker died..."

At this time, everyone turned their attention to Fang Chen.

After all, since his debut, all tasks have been successfully completed.

Not to mention the hunters, not even the common people suffered any casualties.

But this time...

"Bah, you stupid white-eyed wolf, Fang Chen, don't forget this!"

Downey patted Fang Chen on the shoulder.

He has no good impressions of 4068.

Such a being who wants to harm them can only be clean if he dies.

But he was deeply afraid that Fang Chen would be hit because of this.

After all, every test is scored 100 points, but suddenly it is 99 points...

Well, the physiques of these people are indeed incomparable, and 99% of them are actually autistic?

"It's okay, things in the world are unpredictable, and people will die. But what happened to you, each of you is more miserable than me..."

Looking at everyone, Fang Chen was speechless.

This is because my winning rate has been broken, not yours.

Why is it that everyone is crying and feeling more miserable than myself?

"This 4068 is true. He usually looks unruly and unruly. This time it's time to carry it!"

"Forget it if he dies, the most important thing is that he also stained Deputy Fang Chen..."

"That's right, if you want to die, you have to die in other missions. You have to die in Lieutenant Fang Chen this time!"

The workers huddled together and whispered.

Listening to these words, 4079 looked very ugly.

4068 is his good friend, his best friend since childhood.

Witnessing his best friend die in front of him, the feeling made him almost crazy.

Even people who are dead are still being ridiculed.

Is he really so heinous?

"4068.."

4079 murmured, and he couldn't help but think of the humble look of 4068 begging for forgiveness.

As a mortal, if you make a mistake, you won’t even have a chance to correct it!

"One day, will I be like 4068?"

Looking at a group of hunters holding steel guns in the car in front of them, talking and laughing.

He suddenly felt that he was as insignificant and dispensable as dust...