Survival: Fighting floods from a thatched hut

Seeing Zhang Chi, Xiao Hong seemed very happy and waved to him happily.

He jumped off the stone wall and turned his back to Xiao Hong.

"Hoo hoo."

"You mean we can go out and adventure now? What about the enemies in the fog? Can't they come out?"

"Oh, they can come out, but they need to be outside the range of light to come out.

So you mean that in this state, there is no need to worry about sneak attacks? Then can they blend into the white fog and escape in the light?"

Seeing Xiao Hong nod and shake her head, Zhang Chi understood what it meant.

Fog creatures like the black-robed man cannot appear and blend into the fog within the range of Xiao Hong's light.

If they encounter them, it will be the same as meeting the black-robed man in the basement, and they can only face them head-on.

Zhang Chi touched his chin and began to calculate the feasibility of going out at night.

As long as there is no need to worry about sneak attacks, Zhang Chi and Da Huang can kill high-quality creatures alone.

Even if the strength of the fog creatures is relatively strong, two against one can easily win.

The only thing to worry about now is the number of fog creatures.

If four or five of them were besieging together, with the excellent-level guarding stone tablet and the Xuanling arm crossbow, they could retreat even if they couldn't win.

The only thing to worry about is that there are too many of them.

At that time, he could rely on the stone tablet to force his way out, and Da Huang could also leave with his speed, but Xiao Hong would be in trouble.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chi endured the glare and looked back at Xiao Hong, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

The light was too dazzling just now, and he didn't dare to look directly at it. Now that he got closer, he found that Xiao Hong's light appeared a few meters away from her body, like a halo.

Although Xiao Hong herself was a little dazzling, it was not so dazzling that she couldn't look directly at it.

Because of this, Zhang Chi could see their images clearly at this time.

At this time, Xiao Hong was held on Da Huang's head, and all her roots were firmly grasped on the fur on Da Huang's head.

As mentioned before, the roots of Xiao Hong standing up are very similar to the middle part.

At this time, Da Huang looked like he had a middle part and a flower on his head.

Bold!

Dare to imitate my brother!

Imitate, forget it, dare to surpass!

But in this way, as long as Xiaohong stays on Dahuang's head, there is no need to worry about safety.

"Xiaohong, how long can you last in this state?"

"What? Ten hours?! Where do you get so much energy?"

"Huhu." Xiaohong pointed to the sky.

"Are you saying that you can absorb the energy of the moon to reduce consumption?"

Zhang Chi looked up at the sky, and when he saw the thick clouds, he fell into deep thought.

It doesn't look like it can receive moonlight.

But Xiaohong said so, so he could only believe it.

He took Xiaohong and the others into the house, told them to save their energy, and finally asked them to take time to feed the stone rats.

As for him, he went upstairs alone.

What he needed to think about most now was what to do with the extra ten hours?

Where had Zhang Chi fought such a rich battle?

After crossing into the foggy world, the longest daytime was only eight hours.

But today, if you count the two hours of daytime, it is a full 12 hours.

Is it to kill monsters and get treasure chests?

This thought first came to his mind, and he shook his head after a moment.

Killing monsters during the day is fine, but now it is pitch black everywhere, and there is a small sun rushing towards him in the distance.

Even if the beasts are not very intelligent, they can't ignore the sudden strange phenomenon.

When Zhang Chi and the others arrived, the beasts had already run away.

Even if there are stubborn people, Zhang Chi has to guard against enemies in the fog during the battle, maybe they will take the opportunity to ambush.

The risk is too big, pass.

In this way, there is only one option left, which is to collect resources.

At present, he has no shortage of soil, with 300,000 units.

The reason for reserving such a large amount is that the consumption of synthesizing excellent soil is too high.

1,000 units of ordinary soil can synthesize 1 unit of excellent soil, and 300,000 can only synthesize 300 units of excellent soil.

It sounds like a lot, but it's actually only 3 cubic meters.

There are about 10,000 units of wood and stone each, which is very low.

The main reason is that everyone is busy rushing to the level 2 shelter recently, and the prices of wood and stone have risen a lot.

In this case, today's long time will be used to increase the reserve of stone and wood.

This will prevent the synthesis room from being idle due to material shortage during the flood.

This will also be safer. After all, it is the first time to go out at night in the true sense, so it is better to be cautious.

After making a decision, Zhang Chi went out with a flower and a leopard.

Starting from the shelter, cut trees towards the northwest.

With Zhang Chi's current strength, coupled with the blessing of the light steel axe, these ordinary trees can be cut into one with one axe.

Before they fell, they were collected by Zhang Chi in the backpack space for decomposition.

So his speed is very fast, and he can harvest a tree in one or two seconds.

As for the other two little ones, they played happily around Zhang Chi just like going on an outing.

Zhang Chi did not blame them when he saw this. After all, Xiaohong slept for so long, and Dahuang also stayed in the shelter every day, so it was okay to play for a while.

Anyway, they could not help much.

Four hours later, Zhang Chi harvested 100,000 units of wood.

He returned to the shelter to rest for a while, and also to free up the backpack full of wood.

Sitting on the bench, he couldn't help but sigh that cutting trees was really a waste of time.

If it was digging the soil, it would be almost 200,000 units in four hours.

He was actually quite puzzled, why there were so few high-quality and excellent materials in this area.

He cut down tens of thousands of trees, of which only dozens were high-quality, and there was not a single excellent-quality one.

With this output rate, where did so many high-quality materials come from in the channel?

Is it because his luck is too bad?

This is actually a problem that Zhang Chi has always ignored. After the evaluation, his random material scroll can appear in the star vein, and other people can naturally draw the vein forest and the like.

Although most of them are just ordinary resources, if Zhang Chi chooses the vein, he will find that higher-level materials will occasionally appear in the resource point, but the quantity is scarce.

After resting for ten minutes, he found that Kong Dongfang had also woken up.

It just so happened that Zhang Chi was tired of cutting trees, and planned to go to the river to collect stones and explore along the river.

Kong Dongfang could just be his transit station, so that he didn't have to run back and forth to put the stones back.

After telling Kong Dongfang about his plan, the other party was shocked.

"Oh my god, Brother Chi, you are so awesome now? You dare to collect materials at night?

Did you kill the black-robed man last time?"

"I have indeed killed him, but there should be other black-robed men of the same kind. I got a special way of lighting.

Don't learn from me. It is still very dangerous for you outside after dark."

After agreeing with Kong Dongfang, after a full meal, Zhang Chi went along the river and frantically collected stones with a dimensional bag.

But what made him not know whether to be happy or depressed was that every certain distance, he would find that a large part of the stones on the river bank had been cleared.

But this also shows that most people seriously follow what he said in the channel.

He silently memorized these locations in his mind, and prepared to look for nearby shelters when he had time in the future.

Time passed quickly, and it was midnight in a blink of an eye.

Today he collected 100,000 units of stone and wood each day, greatly enriching the shelter's reserves of basic materials.

But Zhang Chi was a little depressed. Although he gained a lot today, it was also the most boring day he had ever had.

For more than ten hours, he was either chopping or picking up, and his muscles were almost trained.

When he saw stones on the road, he subconsciously put them into his backpack.

He never wanted to experience today's experience again in his life.

At 11:50 in the middle of the night, Zhang Chi stood on the roof of the shelter and looked to the north.

If nothing unexpected happened, the flood would come in ten minutes.

The rain was three times heavier at this time. It was no longer raining. It was like someone in the clouds was celebrating the Water Splashing Festival, pouring water down one by one.

Opening the survival manual, the regional channel was also blowing up at this time. No one slept, waiting for the flood to come.

"I'm so nervous. Will my shelter be washed away by the flood?"

"Didn't Zhang Chi say that as long as your shelter is level 2 and the stones on the riverside are cleaned up, there will be no problem."

"Speaking of the riverside, I found something strange. There were still a lot of stones on my riverside that I hadn't cleaned up yesterday. I was worried that the shelter would be knocked down.

As a result, when I looked at it during the day today, the ground on the riverside was cleaner than my wallet, and there was not a single stone left."

"Oh, yes, yes, I encountered it too. I was thinking about cleaning it in the dark, but today all the stones disappeared."

"Really? Why didn't I encounter this situation?"

"The person above, it must be that you have done too many bad things, and God is unwilling to help you."

"Get lost, I am a famous five-good youth. I don't touch gambling or drugs at all!"

"Where's Huang?"

"My last name is Huang."

"......Isn't your last name Bai?"

Seeing that everyone in the channel was still in the mood to joke, Zhang Chi couldn't help but sigh.

Humans are really strong in stress resistance. Even in the face of life and death, they have the courage to find joy in suffering.

There are still 8,130 people in the channel now, and at least 8,000 of them have upgraded their shelters to level 2.

Those who have not reached level 2 are either unwilling to cooperate or have offended everyone long ago.

But 8,000 people are enough, and this number is enough to eat all the mycelium made by Qian Zhongtian.

It may not even be enough.

But don't forget that Zhang Chi still has nearly 20,000 kilograms of food.

Even one-third of it is various meats.

He now only hopes that these 8,000 people can have enough wealth.

Otherwise, after so much preparation and effort, it will be a disaster if the food cannot be sold.

Just as Zhang Chi was sighing, there was a sudden strong wind in the sky, and the rain, driven by the strong wind, hit people like a slap.

Crack!

A huge white-purple lightning exploded from the clouds, and the world was bright for a moment, and the whole sky seemed to be split open.

Boom boom boom!

A huge and dull roar came from the northwest, as if thousands of troops were galloping in the distance.

As time passed, the roar got closer and closer, and a huge sense of oppression came towards Zhang Chi's shelter.

Although he had made all the preparations, Zhang Chi was still a little nervous at this moment.

"Xiaohong, try your best to shine."

In an instant, the entire shelter was no longer dark within a radius of 500 meters, and he could see things farther away.

At this time, the flood had already appeared in Zhang Chi's field of vision.

According to a rough estimate, the flow rate of the flood was at least 30m/s.

Converted to the speed of the car, it has reached more than 100 yards.

So fast?

Zhang Chi's pupils shrank, a little shocked.

Although there are floods on Blue Star that can reach this speed, it is extremely rare.

And there will inevitably be huge casualties.

This level of flood is already a major disaster on Blue Star.

As a large number of subsequent floods followed, Zhang Chi saw that some trees had begun to fall.

In just a few seconds, a seven or eight-meter-high tree was swept away by the flood.

At this moment, Zhang Chi was extremely glad that he had discovered the stones by the river early.

With the speed and flow of the flood, those smooth stones will definitely be swept away by the flood.

If one of them hits the shelter, Zhang Chi's current high-quality shelter cannot be said to be unscathed.

While thinking, the flood has traveled hundreds of meters.

At a speed of more than 100 yards, it hits the stone wall built by Zhang Chi with great power.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the flood rushed into the sky and flew ten meters high.

The overwhelming flood seemed to submerge the shelter, and the entire sky above the shelter was covered by the flying flood.