Doomsday: I have a super farm

Even with such a low probability of mutation, there are still many young people who are looking for death to try.

However, the consequences are all farts, and there is no response.

In order to prevent everyone from making such a suicidal attempt, they sent a lot of biochemical personnel to study.

Now many mutants who have been reported have been sent to biochemical technology for research.

No movement.

"But it's true, it's only been two or three days, what can be discovered."

Zhuang Chen complained in a low voice.

He quickly finished his beer and food, and returned to the CNC workshop.

In just an hour or so, the machine has automatically completed the things on his drawing.

Seeing this scene, Zhuang Chen smiled.

He took out the drawings of the energy conversion device and assembled the parts according to the above process.

Because the assembly process is quite cumbersome.

Zhuang Chen assembled it under the desk lamp with goggles.

After about two hours.

"Um..."

Zhuang Chen felt that his neck was about to break.

Twisting his neck and stretching his shoulders.

Looking at his work in front of him, he smacked his lips and felt very satisfied.

The energy conversion device in front of him was like a small generator.

There were special slots for Houyi energy. When they were in operation, they could generate energy.

Zhuang Chen felt a little uneasy and a little excited.

He took out Houyi energy from his backpack and put it on the energy converter.

Then he stretched out his hand tremblingly to press the switch.

Zhuang Chen couldn't help but shrink his shoulders, widened his pupils, and observed its subtle performance.

The energy conversion machine turned the axle as fast as a blower.

But it didn't show any signs of producing energy.

...

But he waited for a while, but found that there was no reaction.

"Oh my god, what's going on."

After he pressed the switch, there was no energy generated on the energy converter.

Zhuang Chen scratched his head, puzzled.

He half-squatted and began to circle around the machine.

The machine was running normally, with the green light on, and it was running.

However, there was no energy reaction in the protective cover on the top of the energy converter.

After a series of checks by Zhuang Chen, the machine seemed to have no problems.

This made him a little confused.

He carefully took down the Houyi energy to avoid damage.

Then threw it into the system backpack.

"Damn it, is this a ghost?"

Zhuang Chen couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

He took out the energy conversion drawings again to study.

When his eyes were almost blinded.

Finally found the problem.

It turned out that this energy conversion machine was not as simple as imagined.

Due to its particularity, the materials he needed.

It can't be assembled with ordinary screws and iron sheets.

"Oh my god."

Seeing the explanation here, Zhuang Chen slapped his head and complained that the day's efforts were wasted.

In fact, the cumbersomeness of this part has made him feel complicated enough.

Unexpectedly, the key to the problem lies in the material.

Even the simplest screws must be high-strength, high-temperature-resistant and corrosion-resistant top stainless steel screws.

It can use high degrees Celsius of 1100-1800.

Not to mention the other most important parts.

It seems that it is a long way to go to make this energy conversion.

Zhuang Chen sat on the chair a little irritated, scratching his head.

"I have to go to the city center tomorrow."

It's over now.

He didn't need to worry too much, he could only focus on the present.

The night enveloped the entire suburbs, and only the sound of a few mechanical guards walking around was heard.

Even if there were those beasts around, they were deterred by the mechanical guards.

They didn't dare to act rashly.

Zhuang Chen could also breathe a sigh of relief and go back to the room to wash up.

"Let's go, my little guys."

He gently called the six little yellow dogs who were sitting beside him obediently.

One person and six little yellow dogs came to the bathroom.

He had built a small fish tank specifically for the six yellow dogs, enough for them to play happily in it.

His bathroom was on the side, with a large independent bathtub and complete facilities.

These were all designed by him at the time, and his family had no objections.

He lay comfortably in the bathtub, letting the hot water wrap around his body.

Zhuang Chen murmured softly in comfort.

After cleaning up, he came to his computer desk and checked some information.

To understand the development of the end of the world.

Although his farm was large enough, it included many fields and pools, etc.

But his own room was still very close to technology.

Zhuang Chen sat cross-legged on the sofa chair, and the blue light source hit his face.

He carefully browsed the information above.

He looked for materials about himself and energy devices, and where to buy them.

At the same time, he also saw a lot of news about the end of the world, as well as people's sharing.

He saw a prominent post in it, which was posted two minutes ago.

The person who posted this was a girl. She wrote on it that she was in the suburbs.

The weather began to change suddenly, and it started snowing.

Zhuang Chen looked at the suburbs where she was, which was on the other side of the city, opposite to where he was.

Snowing is not a strange thing?

But what is strange is that it is still June in the hot summer.

Because the place where she had snow was only in her area.

And the area where she was in was very sparsely populated, so when she posted this post.

Not many people believed it, and they all thought she was trying to attract attention.

Even under her post, she was attacked and insulted personally.

"Snowing? This seems a little too incredible, right?"

Zhuang Chen stroked his smooth chin with one hand, looking at the dark snowflake photo on the computer screen.

Full of disbelief.

He roughly browsed those absurd posts.

He felt a little boring and turned off the laptop directly?

He returned to his soft big bed and fell asleep.

After all, there are still things to do tomorrow.

He did not close the window tightly, and a cool breeze blew in, blowing his light gauze in the wind.

A layer of mist began to form on the glass window.

Six little yellow dogs curled up, huddled together for warmth.

Zhuang Chen, who was sleeping, felt a little cold, and he subconsciously put the mattress under him.

He pulled it out directly, nestled his body in it, and felt a little better.