Global Famine: My items can be automatically upgraded

Faced with Shen Bei's sudden question.

The smile on Blue Enchantress's face disappeared, and her eyes became colder and more condensed, like the heavy snow blown by the cold wind. She looked out the window: "Some people will not turn back until they hit the wall. It's a matter of time. It's better to solve it early than to drag it out."

Shen Bei understood.

At the beginning, Rock said that he was not originally involved in this poaching mission, but Blue Enchantress forced him in.

Shen Bei thought that he had upset Blue Enchantress in the woods last time and tripped him up.

It turned out that Blue Enchantress couldn't stand the Third Master anymore, and it was just right for the two of them to fight to the death.

He was left alone.

Shen Bei's expression changed slightly, and he smiled: "Then I understand, as long as it's not what you mean."

Blue Enchantress sneered and glanced at Shen Bei: "If I wanted your life, why would I use potions to save your life when you were almost beaten to death by Mao Buer?"

"Don't ask me for money while chatting. We agreed that the potion was free."

Shen Bei blocked the possibility of Blue Enchantress asking for money with a naughty tone.

"Big man, small-minded."

"No, it's called careful calculation."

"I think being shameless is more appropriate for your behavior."

Shen Bei stood up: "I don't want you to feel, I want me to feel."

Blue Enchantress chuckled: "Even You Wuchang dare not say this."

Shen Bei said frankly: "He has to consider the overall situation, and I only need to consider myself."

"Your insights are very thorough." A hint of smile appeared on the beautiful face of the Enchantress.

Shen Bei came to the door and asked, "Is my report finished?"

Blue Enchantress nodded and said, "Now I have only one order for you."

"You say."

"Don't disturb my sleep again!"

Bang~~

The door was slammed shut by Blue Enchantress.

At the same time, Blue Enchantress pointed with one hand, and a large number of snowflakes flew and pressed on the wood of the fireplace, and the flames went out instantly.

She stretched her waist: "This is a comfortable temperature..."

...

Shen Bei was about to leave the upper level of the shelter.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound was heard in the air.

Shen Bei was a little weird. Why did it sound like a helicopter?

Does this kind of antique still exist in this world?

Shen Bei couldn't help but look up.

It really verified his guess.

It was indeed a helicopter!

The body was covered with heavy armored steel plates and high-temperature resistant ceramic coatings, and the paint on the surface had long been eroded by wind and sand.

The surface was still painted, and a number was written crookedly: 5.

It looked like the equipment of Shelter No. 5.

The helicopter's propeller has a wide diameter, and the blade edge is inlaid with serrated wear-resistant alloy. It can rotate steadily even in strong wind and snow, cutting out sharp airflows.

From time to time.

The helicopter flew towards Shen Bei and began to slowly descend.

Shen Bei's face changed, and he ran away!

It's not that the helicopter is going to attack him, but Shen Bei is wearing armor at this time, and there is a cluster fire flying disc floating above his head that is still invisible.

If it hits, although the cluster fire flying disc will not be a big problem, it is easy to be exposed!

Soon.

The helicopter selected a position and began to descend. The jet at the tail of the helicopter ejected streams of hot exhaust gas, which formed a sharp contrast with the surrounding cold, and steamed up groups of white water vapor, like a barrier in the dark, temporarily dispelling the surrounding wind and snow.

Several men jumped off the helicopter and looked around. It happened to be the reception staff of Shelter No. 36. Both parties verified the information. The helicopter did not stay too long and took off.

Shen Bei stood aside and smacked his lips.

Other shelters came by car.

This is the first time I have seen a helicopter escort.

This Shelter No. 5 is quite powerful.

"Did you scare the kids?"

A bronze-skinned man with a red scarf around his neck walked up to Shen Bei and laughed.

Others looked at him with a hint of sarcasm on their faces.

It seemed as if he was saying, you are a country bumpkin, you have never seen a helicopter, you are so scared that you ran away, you are really as cowardly as a mouse.

Shen Bei said indifferently: "Do you want to compensate me for my mental damage?"

The man with the red scarf was stunned for a moment, grinned: "Sorry, I don't have this habit."

After that, the man turned around and left with the others with a look of being too lazy to argue with ordinary people, shouting that he wanted to go drink.

The first thing for everyone who comes to Shelter No. 36 is to drink.

After all, this place is rich in alcohol.

"Are you surprised?"

A staff member on the side asked Shen Bei.

Shen Bei sighed: "It's the first time I've seen a helicopter."

"Shelter No. 5 also has fighter jets. I heard there's a straight runway on the back of the Titan."

"I don't see what it's used for."

"It's fast for traveling." The staff member was full of envy: "I haven't ridden one yet. What do you think it feels like to fly?"

Shen Bei thought for a while: "It feels like dying?"

"No, some people say it feels like happiness."

"That's being happy to death."

Staff member:...

The conversation could no longer continue, so the staff member tightly wrapped his leather jacket around him and turned to leave.

Shen Bei asked: "With so many other shelter personnel here, what is the general going to do?"

"It's not what the general wants to do." The staff member didn't know how to explain it. After thinking for a while, he said, "Our shelter has also sent people into the Northern Winter. I don't know what they did specifically."

Shen Bei raised his eyebrows. In other words, Titans from other shelters had entered the Northern Winter area and carried out joint missions.

"None of the people sent out came back?"

"Yes, if they could come back, some news would leak out more or less. But unfortunately, none of them came back."

Shen Bei looked at the endless Northern Winter.

What are these people doing here?

I can't figure it out for the time being.

Shen Bei turned and left.

Passing by the mission station, the door was closed.

In this environment, let alone doing missions, it's good enough if you don't freeze to death.

Rock was free.

Going to the lower level, passing by the Blazing Bar.

There was a striking sign hanging at the door: No consumption, no entry.

But the pair of rusty iron doors of the bar were half open, and the old hinges creaked from time to time, and at the same time, billowing green smoke came out from inside.

That was the exhaust gas from people smoking.

If it was not discharged, it could choke the people inside.

Shen Bei originally wanted to see if Rock was inside.

But when he looked over.

He actually found an "old acquaintance!"

Shen Bei held a gun and pushed the door open, heading straight to a man in a dark corner of the bar.

The interior of the bar was filled with a unique smell of women's cheap perfume, men's stinky feet, aged alcohol, and smoked barbecue. The air was also mixed with a hint of retro music melody flowing from the worn-out speakers, and those tunes seemed to float from a time capsule in the distant past.

The bar was transformed from a huge piece of metal debris, on which bottles of spirits of various colors were displayed. These liquids might be mixed with chemicals of unknown origin, but for the regulars here, they were the best "poison".

Behind the bar, the old bartender with a full beard and sharp eyes skillfully shook the cocktail shaker in his hand. When he saw Shen Bei coming in, he wanted to buy him a drink.

Shen Bei really had a lot of money. He had stored so many drinks last time. Although they were quickly consumed by Rock, he still made a lot of money.

But Shen Bei was indifferent to the bartender's eye signal, ignored it at all, and continued to walk to the corner.

The various seating areas, made up of old leather chairs and broken wooden tables, were simple but crowded with all kinds of people.

In the center of the stage, the almost naked dancer was trying hard to seduce the male hormones.

The dancer also stretched out her hand and gently hooked Shen Bei's face.

Shen Bei impatiently stretched out his hand to open it.

He took a few steps and entered the table in the corner.

The revolver was directly against the man's lower back.

The man might have felt the muzzle of the gun, and his whole body froze. He was about to turn his head with anger, but Shen Bei poked his head out from behind: "Shh."

Shen Bei reached out and grabbed a peanut and put it in his mouth to chew: "Tell me, after I pull the trigger, will I let you meet Wang Ye?"

The man's face suddenly turned pale, and his pupils shrank, as if reminding people of the fear of being dominated in the past.

The man took a deep breath and said in a relatively stable tone: "Who are you? I don't know you! The local residents are so rude!"

"I like your answer."

Shen Bei put away his gun, sat opposite the man, and smiled silently: "Song Zuo or Song You?"

"You."

Song You waved his hand and asked the bartender to serve the wine. He turned to Shen Bei and said: "Hey, I--"

Shen Bei pressed his hand: "Shen Bei."

"I don't care who you are. I repeat, I have never seen you and I don't know you. Don't joke, okay?"

Shen Bei's eyes were full of control: "The desire to survive is very strong."

Song You had a bitter face, clasped his hands together, and looked helpless: "If I knew you were from Shelter No. 36, I would never come."

The bartender brought a glass of wine, and Shen Bei asked: "Where is Rock?"

The bartender wiped the glass and thought for a while: "He was called away by the general's guards."

Shen Bei waved his hand and told the bartender to get out.

"I'll treat you." Song You said, "From now on, we just met. Don't mention the past, and I won't say anything. I finally got it over with. Let's not cause trouble for each other."

"Do you know what's in that briefcase?" Shen Bei asked lightly.

Song You spread his hands: "I'm just a mission, why would the boss tell me?"

"Ignorance equals survival. I've seen it in you. In fact, that thing is-"

"Stop." Song You said in a strange tone: "I don't want to hear it. Can we turn the page?"

"Okay."

Shen Bei lit a cigarette and asked curiously: "What is the purpose of such a big show?"

Song You looked left and right, and saw that no one was watching this side. He leaned over the table and asked in a very low voice: "I'm also catching wind and shadows, and I only know a little. Let me ask you a question. Have you found anything abnormal in the ruins of the city or the wilderness?"

Shen Bei tilted his head.

Abnormal?

In this world of escape, it is normal to have abnormalities everywhere, right?

Shen Bei smacked his lips: "Why don't you use your intelligence to humiliate me."

Song You showed a sense of superiority at the time and said: "That's because you are not observant enough. I am one point ahead of you."

"Go ahead."

"You..." Song You kept a mysterious look on his face and whispered in Shen Bei's ear: "Have you ever seen any corpses that have been dead for a long time, whether in ruins or in the wilderness?"

Shen Bei: ???