Doomsday Bunker Upgrade

The same is true for other shelters. There are always some things that you have and I do not have, and I have things that you do not have. Transactions and exchanges are the key to everyone's survival.

It's just that Chen Xin took the path of the SWAT team, and he could get more and more variety of things from the SWAT team, so he didn't go to exchange materials with other shelters.

But now, now that he knows that helping others to improve their living conditions can also gain survival points, Chen Xin will naturally not miss the opportunity to communicate with other shelters.

During the regular communication time in the evening, Chen Xin first raised the question about oxygen again. When he told Mo Qingyan about this problem, he also notified other group friends at the same time, so at this time Chen Xin raised it again, and other people naturally They also responded.

"Fortunately, writer, you reminded me about this. I almost lost oxygen because I went out to search for supplies without an oxygen bottle."

"But even if we know about this, there is no good solution, right? My family relies on the vegetables grown in the greenhouse for photosynthesis to provide oxygen, and now I don't even dare to turn off the fill light."

"I heard that the official shelter seems to have prepared oxygen generators in the country, so now the city government is transferring the population of small shelters to several large shelters. Are we also..."

The group friend didn't finish his words, but his meaning was clearly expressed.

If you can't make it, go to an official shelter.

This is not an unacceptable or unavoidable choice. Several companions who could not survive have chosen this path before, and it is very logical for someone to propose the same idea at this moment.

For Chen Xin, this is naturally the effect he wants, so he hurriedly said: "I have a solution for the oxygen problem! I can make a simple oxygen generator, and I have already traded it to Long Niang before, you guys I can do it for you if you need it."

"Writer, can you make an oxygen generator?!"

"Really? I want one if you can do it, writer!"

"I want one too! What trading conditions do you need, writer?"

"With the words of the writer, you are my half-brother from today on!"

"Writer, what materials do you need to make an oxygen generator?"

Chen Xin's words immediately aroused strong repercussions. After all, for survivors like them, being able to obtain an oxygen generator will undoubtedly help them survive better in this apocalypse.

Although there is still the option of going to the official shelter, who wants to go to the official shelter to struggle to survive if they can live in a comfortable private shelter?

Before the apocalypse, it was not that they did not understand the conditions of the shelters built by the state. Although the conditions provided by the state could not be considered bad, if they had a choice, they did not want to live in the official shelters.

Although everyone didn't say it, but thanks to so many doomsday film and television works before the disaster, everyone knew something about the darkness of people's hearts under the apocalypse.

In a sense, the more people there are in this last days, the more prone to problems.

At first glance, this may seem contradictory to the ability to live better through unity and cooperation, but in fact the two are not in conflict.

A small number of people mainly faces threats from the external environment, while a large number of people mainly faces internal conflicts.

In the face of threats from the external environment, if there are too few survivors, or just one or two people, there will be very little they can do.

If nothing else, it is difficult for a person to build a solid shelter. If there are enough people, they can even send people to collect supplies while building the shelter.

But there is a problem with too many people. Everyone has their own ideas. It’s better if there are fewer people. Everyone can discuss it.

But there are many people, and naturally there are many ideas. It is impossible to make most people think about the same thing, think in one place, and work hard in one place. The more people there are, the more dangerous it is than the fewer people.

So at the beginning of the apocalypse, when Chen Xin and the others discussed building a shelter, they actually came up with the highest probability of survival, and the most reliable and appropriate method was actually to establish a community-like existence, bringing everyone together to The mode of a small team is a reasonable division of labor, unity and cooperation, and jointly face the threat brought by the doomsday disaster.

Unfortunately, unlike the Federation, Yan Kingdom can sell abandoned missile silos and be used by rich people to transform them into shelters.

Their plan was abolished from the beginning, and it could only be a private shelter for everyone to build one by one.

While private shelters are more comfortable to live in than official large-scale shelters, in terms of supporting infrastructure, it is obvious that private shelters are still lacking.

Chen Xin didn't think about what he wanted to exchange for the oxygen concentrator, because for him, giving the oxygen concentrator to others and obtaining survival points by himself was his biggest gain.

But it was obviously impossible for him to tell others that he didn't want anything and gave them an oxygen generator for nothing.

The story of Shengmi En fighting Mi Chou is the ancient wisdom of the Yan Kingdom since ancient times.

"To make an oxygen concentrator, you mainly need to use glass, vacuum pump and fill light. I have the materials here, you don't have to worry." Chen Xin didn't plan to ask others to provide materials, but he didn't plan to use it. Send: "As for what to exchange, let's see what you have. If I need it, I will exchange it. I can't really make everyone suffocate."

"Don't worry, I will definitely not let you suffer as a writer. I still have a few fresh fish. Do you want to eat fish as a writer?"

"You want to change the oxygen generator just for a few fish, aren't you too stingy? Writer, you bought your SUV in my store, right? Now the environment is so bad, let me do a major maintenance for you!"

"It's getting cold, writer, do you need a heater? I have a spare heater here."

As soon as Chen Xin's voice fell, everyone immediately talked about their exchange conditions, and wanted to impress Chen Xin and let him make an oxygen generator for himself.

After all, even if Chen Xin has the ability to manufacture an oxygen concentrator, he is alone, and the production efficiency is definitely not high. With so many people per person, if Chen Xin does it slowly, someone will definitely get it first and then someone will get it.

No one wants to be left behind in such matters of life and death.

Chen Xin could only feel helpless and amused for a while, but he hadn't seen such a lively scene for a long time.

After the apocalypse, he was alone most of the time. At this time, this lively atmosphere made him feel a little more life-like, making him feel that he was not living alone.

However, while listening to the various exchange materials reported by everyone, Chen Xin heard something that interested him.

"I exchanged a medical kit with you, which contains all kinds of commonly used medicines, medical supplies, and a set of simple surgical instruments, which are enough to deal with various common diseases and trauma."