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

Chu Anqin was overjoyed. As long as there were enough F-class ability crystals, this square F-class energy converter could be used as a generator.

He took out an F-class energy crystal and inserted it into the groove, then connected a mobile phone he had just found, and the long-lost screen lit up.

"Haha, there's electricity!"

No pollution, no noise, easy to carry, perfect.

With this converter, he can connect electricity to his home, and home appliances such as refrigerators, water heaters, washing machines, etc. can come in handy, and computers and mobile phones can also get rid of brick seals.

After playing with the converter and mobile phone for a while, he played for a while because there was no network, and his interest gradually lost.

Chu Anqin put the converter in his schoolbag and moved his eyes to the panel to check the final unlocking conditions:

[Conditions for unlocking the next page:

1. Complete the above three productions

2. Mechanical table, a workbench for making large objects, requires electrical energy and materials required: 500 units of metal + 50 units of electronic chips + 50 units of mechanical parts + 5 F-class energy crystals]

It's still the old rule. The unlocking conditions are divided into two parts. The first one is that the above three items must be completed, and he has completed all of them.

The second item is the mechanical platform, which requires: 500 units of metal, 50 units of electronic chips, 50 units of mechanical parts, and 5 F-class energy crystals.

500 units of metal is a bit much, and it is estimated that all the metal products in his home will be about the same, but he has no such plan and plans to collect some outside.

The demand for 50 units of electronic chips and 50 units of mechanical parts is also quite large, and he will definitely not be able to come up with them in a short while.

Fortunately, it is not difficult to collect these materials. Other survivors will only look for food. Not only are these things everywhere, but at least no one is grabbing them. You can collect them if you pay attention and spend some time.

As for the last five F-class energy crystals, he had just made a dozen of them using the mutated corpses of mice, which was the only material he was satisfied with at the moment.

Chu Anqin explained in detail that the mechanical table is a workbench for making large weapons and tools. In the later period, many items and tools were no longer made directly through the panel, but needed to be made through the mechanical table.

In addition to being a workbench for crafting large items, the Mechanical Table can also enhance weapons and tools.

However, strengthening requires additional materials, and the more times it is strengthened, the more materials are consumed.

He has finally figured out this panel system. Whether it is making items or strengthening items through the mechanical platform, the premise is that there are enough materials.

Chu Anqin closed the panel, his eyes were deep and his expression was a little unnatural.

Although he has the blessing of the panel, his current situation is not good.

The first thing to bear the brunt is that the food problem has not been solved. The remaining food is only enough to last him another ten days.

However, now there are Wang Dongfu and Xiaoya. Xiaoya has saved his life, and Wang Dongfu also contracted the virus because he helped him get fireworks. It is impossible to ignore them.

He sat down on the steps of the corridor, feeling very depressed. What was going on?

Just as he was thinking about where to get food, Xiaoya's voice came:

"Brother Chu, my dad. My dad is awake!"

"Brother Wang is awake!"

Chu Anqin jumped up from the steps and rushed to Xiaoya's house.

The ulcerated wound on Wang Dongfu's thigh is no longer bleeding, and the black blood vessels on his arms and neck have disappeared. His face is still pale, but his eyes have been opened.

"I am not dead?"

Wang Dongfu lowered his eyelids and looked weakly at Chu Anqin and Xiaoya.

"Dad, you're okay, Brother Chu gave you medicine!"

Xiaoya cried and laughed, holding Wang Dongfu's hand tightly. She was very afraid of losing her father.

"Brother Wang, how do you feel?"

Chu Anqin stood aside, and the stone in his heart finally fell.

He is not a doctor and does not understand medical skills, but more than an hour has passed since Wang Dongfu was infected with the virus. Wang Dongfu is not only fine but also woke up, which is enough to show that the 'therapeutic antibiotics' are working.

Wang Dongfu looked at Chu Anqin gratefully and struggled to get up to thank him.

"Young man, thank you for saving my life."

Chu Anqin sat on the bedside and helped Wang Dongfu to lean up: "My name is Chu Anqin, just call me Xiao Chu."

Xiaoya brought a glass of water and fed it to Wang Dongfu.

Wang Dongfu took a few sips and asked:

"Xiao Chu. I remember that I was bitten by those crazy mice. I must have been infected with the virus. How could it be?"

As we all know, there is no treatment for the super virus, and the 'therapeutic antibiotic' is made through a panel. It is impossible for Chu Anqin to tell the truth, and it is a bit difficult to deal with it all of a sudden.

"Well, there is a great biologist in Building 6, the building next door to us. Brother Wang, do you know?"

"Biologist in Building 6?"

Wang Dongfu looked confused, wondering why Chu Anqin was talking about this.

Xiaoya suddenly replied:

"Brother Chu, you are talking about Teacher Zhang. He is a researcher at Jiangcheng Institute of Biology. I have taken his biology class."

Chu Anqin was overjoyed. He didn't expect that Xiaoya knew the dead man in Building 6. It was much easier to handle now.

"Well, the medicine I gave Brother Wang was given by Teacher Zhang."

He borrowed the donkey from Poxia. Since the dead man was a biological expert, it was reasonable to say that the 'therapeutic antibiotic' was given by Teacher Zhang.

"But, isn't there no treatment for this virus? How could Teacher Zhang...?" Xiaoya asked the key question.

Chu Anqin was calm and said regretfully:

"Hey, Mr. Zhang worked hard to develop a drug to treat the virus, and finally the drug was developed, but he himself..."

Xiao Ya hurriedly asked: "What happened to Mr. Zhang?"

"He died of a sudden illness, leaving only a drug to treat the virus."

Chu Anqin admired Mr. Zhang from the bottom of his heart, and the regret on his face was not fake, but came from the heart.

However, he made a total of 5 "therapeutic antibiotics", gave one to Wang Dongfu, and he still had 4, which would be very useful in the future.

Wang Dongfu took the "therapeutic antibiotic" and successfully cured the virus, so he could try to swallow the sperm nucleus.

Thinking of this, Chu Anqin stood up, took out the compressed biscuits that he had prepared long ago, and said: "There are a total of 5 compressed biscuits here, which should be enough for you two to eat for a few days. It is considered as a reward for helping me get the fireworks."

These are the only compressed biscuits he has left. According to his original plan, 4 compressed biscuits are enough.

But after the incident in the basement, Xiaoya saved his life, and Wang Dongfu was injured again, so he took out an extra compressed biscuit as a little thought from him.

"This, this. I can't have it, ahem."

Wang Dongfu was very excited and pushed and refused to accept these biscuits.

5 compressed biscuits, if the father and daughter don't waste, it won't be a problem for them to last for three or four days.

"Ahem. Xiaoya, return these biscuits to your brother Chu. Ahem."

Xiaoya was holding 5 biscuits, a little at a loss.

She had eaten a piece of this biscuit, which had no taste and was not very delicious, but compared to the cowhide belt, it was at least a normal food to fill her stomach.

"Brother Chu"

Chu Anqin carried Wang Dongfu on his back, blinked at Xiaoya, and turned back and said: "Brother Wang, you should have a good rest."

"Xiaoya, come out and I have something to tell you."

Wang Dongfu had just recovered from a serious illness and was malnourished, so he didn't have the strength to get out of bed.

"Xiaoya, you must return these foods to your brother Chu."

Xiaoya nodded, followed Chu Anqin out of the bedroom and came to the balcony.

"Xiaoya, your father got the virus because of me. He is weak now. If he doesn't eat something, he might get sick. You don't want your father to be in trouble, do you?"

Xiaoya shook her head vigorously: "My father will be fine."

Chu Anqin stared at Xiaoya. At such a close distance, he realized that this little girl seemed to be pretty.

Although her hair had not been washed for a long time, it was a little messy and tied together, and there was a lot of dust on her face, but he could still see that Xiaoya had a delicate face under her loose hair.

"Xiaoya, take these biscuits. They are my reward for you, and you deserve them. Just don't let your father know."

He said, walking towards the door, and Xiaoya followed behind.

He waved to Xiaoya and said with a smile: "Let's go, lock the door."

Xiaoya was tangled in her heart, not knowing whether to return it or not. She knew that the fireworks were actually not worth the food.

"Brother Chu, when will you come again?"

Chu Anqin was slightly stunned. He saw a kind of expectation in the little girl's eyes, as if she was reluctant to let him go?

"I'll come to see you in a few days. Take care of yourself and your dad. Don't go out unless necessary."

"Okay!" Xiaoya slowly closed the door.

Chu Anqin laughed at himself, went to the corridor, took the mouse fur, and quickly went downstairs to go home.

He still had something important to do.

Swallow the sperm nucleus and collect the materials for making the mechanical table.