Global Famine: My items can be automatically upgraded

Today's weather is not good.

There is wind and rain, fog covers the sea, and rain lines pour down, splashing into the sea water, making a rustling sound.

But it does not delay the sale of Shelter No. 36 as scheduled.

At this time, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of rain is getting more and more urgent, and it is almost impossible to distinguish the order of before and after. The rain lines are connected into a white rain curtain, shrouding the world in chaos.

The sea clouds are low and dark in the sky, without thunder or lightning.

On the sea surface, water mist is constantly surging, and even in broad daylight, the visibility is frighteningly low.

Shen Bei entered the venue early, and there were almost no people in the venue. He stood in front of a hidden window.

This is an empty venue covering an area of ​​500 square meters.

The venue is magnificent, with scarlet carpets laid out, and a magnificent ink painting of mountains and rivers hanging in the middle of the wall. At a glance, a majestic and heroic spirit of who will rule the country comes to mind.

When Shen Bei saw this painting for the first time, he felt familiar with it. He had often seen it on the background wall of the news broadcast in his previous life...

The corner of his eye twitched slightly. If it were in the old times, the weight of this painting alone would be enough to shoot You Wuchang a hundred times.

"Damn it, God doesn't give face. It's raining... Can those leaders still come?" Rock shook off the water stains on his body and muttered.

And Shen Bei's eyes were extremely clear, looking through the glass window and into the distance.

With the vision provided by his current armor, the dark clouds and heavy rain could not cause any impact at all. He could even see the scenery of Titan in the distance.

When he spoke, his tone was gentle and calm, full of comfort: "No matter how heavy the rain is, residents have to work, craftsmen have to make a living, bars have to open, and brothels have to be prosperous. Those leaders... will still come with money and rain. So why should we care about this rain?"

Rock twitched his nose: "You are so good at using parallel sentences, why don't you go to teach the children in the shelter?"

Shen Bei looked at Rock with a strange face and asked: "Do we have a school in the shelter?"

"There used to be." Rock's slightly old face was obscure and unclear, as if he was lost in memories: "At that time... Let me think, it was many years ago, You Wuchang had not yet taken office, and the previous leader suddenly had an idea to build a school to improve the quality of the whole people."

"You I also know that these residents can't talk without cursing. "

"We found a teacher who was quite old. He died after teaching for two days."

Shen Bei: ...

"He was pissed off." Rock laughed twice: "A group of big and strong residents, children with ADHD mixed together..."

Rock opened his arms: "It was like chickens, ducks, dogs, sheep, pigs, horses, donkeys and cows were frightened, and they were in a mess."

"The teacher couldn't control them at all, and they died two days later."

"From then on, no one signed up for the dangerous profession of teacher, and this matter was abandoned."

Shen Bei: ...

Shen Bei said lightly: "It's still the teacher who is too serious."

Rock nodded and said: "Sometimes it's not good to be too serious, and it's not bad to be confused."

"Maybe..." Shen Bei looked out the window.

"I won't be here for a while, You Wuchang will bring other people to the sale, you should take it easy." Rock warned.

Shen Bei ignored him, vaguely guessing who would lead You Wuchang.

Then he turned around and left, pushed open a small door on the side, and entered the house.

The last time he entered this hut, he met the Spider Queen.

But this time the target was different.

He took a look at the tightly bound Chibi.

Shen Beiqing said without any emotion: "Your life and death are not in my hands, but in your father's hands."

Chibi spat fiercely, struggled hard, gnashed his teeth, and shouted angrily: "Let me go, let's fight fair and square!"

Shen Bei pulled a chair over, crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and spit on Chibi's face: "Fair and square? Don't you think it's pitiful and funny to say such a righteous word in this world?"

Shen Bei patted Chibi's face that was about to bite people, and said again: "This is not a casino. The winner can stop, and the loser will fall into an endless abyss. Now it's a matter of life and death. If you lose once, you will have no chance to turn the tables, and as a winner, you can only pray that the next person can defeat me."

"Learn more truths, and your tyrannical superpowers can increase your decisiveness."

...

The rain stopped a little.

Oloron in the Sigeo Shelter stood up slowly with an expressionless face.

A servant behind him put a raincoat on him.

The label on the raincoat said that it was made in Shelter No. 36.

The light handicraft industry in Shelter No. 36 was second only to the Institute.

Some plastic ability users were unwilling to accept the management of the Institute, so they made some items that could be sold by one person at home.

For example, essential and commonly used water bottles, some small hardware parts, etc.

During this Titan breeding period, a large number of items were traded quickly.

Some residents of the shelter even stocked up on cheap goods regardless of whether they could be used.

The crystal source core was circulated quickly.

But the raincoat on Olorun was not bought with money.

It was snatched from the hands of an unlucky guy.

Olorun glanced at the label, his lips turned outward, and his big white teeth shone: "Is this revenge for me?"

The servant replied tremblingly: "No, it's not. Shen Bei killed five of us and was still showing off."

Olorun asked again: "Then what is revenge?"

"See blood."

"I like your answer."

Olorun wrapped himself in a raincoat and walked into the rain amid wild laughter.

…

Liang Zicheng stood in front of a rusted machine tool.

Watching the machine tool continuously cutting iron filings, I was in a daze.

He recalled the afternoon many years ago when he first saw a huge heart.

That was when the previous leader took him to see with his own eyes what the real "core" looked like.

From then on, Liang Zicheng's awe deepened.

Although Liang Zicheng also knew that steam was somewhat backward, the advantage was that the energy was free and inexhaustible.

It was steel, sparks, noise, and surging power. At that moment, the fifteen-year-old boy fell into an unspeakable shock.

From then on, the hammer, gears, springs, air valves, as well as the surging flames and steam, became Liang Zicheng's best partners, and they were connected with each other.

Just like today.

In Liang Zicheng's eyes, the obscure and unintelligible scrambled words and abstract and complicated graphics were like vivid comic strips.

He seemed to have seen with his own eyes an unheard of savage era: various reptiles huddled under palm trees, the earth was covered with hard red soil, the seabed was occupied by bony fish, and the top predator was a giant monster with transparent wings. Dragonfly, the primitive bipedal Homo erectus, relied on crude iron tools to defend itself against all kinds of giant beasts.

Until one day, people upright discovered steam...

Homo erectus's life changed forever.

They were inspired by the kettle and proposed a new natural science. The creations of Homo erectus evolved from native shells to clay pottery and bronze. Over the course of several centuries, driven by the brain and wisdom of Homo erectus, they evolved from "natural science" to "natural science". "The products derived from it are changing with each passing day.

You can almost touch the cloud spiers at the edge of the sky, and dive into the ocean submersible with a depth of more than 10,000 meters.

Upright people ascend to heaven and earth, capable of doing anything. They called themselves scholars and formed a region called a country. It was the heyday of Homo erectus.

The picture freezes.

The old era is gone and a new era has begun. All kinds of bizarre technologies and knowledge beyond ordinary people's imagination are like a rushing river, washing away Liang Zicheng's soul.

The deep space power that was buried in the history of the old era and once brought destruction to the earth also revealed the tip of the iceberg in front of Liang Zicheng.

The secret of the "Core" has always been in the hands of the Sanctuary, but now, this tip of the iceberg is no longer exclusive to itself.

There is an ordinary person named Shen Bei.

"Is he an ordinary person?"

This is a question that Liang Zicheng has been thinking about for a long time. ,

Not like that.

Very well disguised.

Even though the core appearance was covered, he could still identify it accurately.

Either he is the master of the core, or he is the lackey of the core master.

What's more, I heard that Shen Bei killed a tenth-level superpower last night.

Everything in the shelter runs on steam energy.

If anyone peeps into the core, he will be the most failed and the most guilty of all previous leaders.

Similar to...the last emperor.

"Is Shen Bei giving me a hint or an ultimatum?"

Liang Zicheng is difficult to estimate.

But he felt uneasy, which lasted ever since Shen Bei entered the shelter.

At this time, the machine tool was making a sharp buzz, the fire was raging, and the gears were turning. Liang Zicheng put on his single-sided copper-rimmed glasses. His thin shadow flickered in the dark room. Occasionally, he could see various unnamed objects in his hands. The steam tools snarled shadows in the firelight.

After a while, under Liang Zicheng, a set of strange-looking steam equipment gradually took shape.

It consists of a brass mask that covers the nose, mouth and chin, connected to a one-handed copper gauntlet and a leg guard of the same color. At first glance, it looks like a tattered half-suit of an individual soldier.

Liang Zicheng sat on the ground, turned up his trousers, put on his leggings, and gently twisted the spring. Two keychains brutally penetrated Liang Zicheng's legs. His eyes protruded, he straightened his neck and let out a muffled sound, and his nose immediately became clear. Get sweaty.

After about two minutes, Liang Zicheng stood up and took two steps back and forth without any discomfort.

Liang Zicheng put on a brass mask expressionlessly. The brown pipes connected the single arm armor and leggings. The stains on his body, the messy sweat and the bulky brass equipment gave him a psychedelic doomsday steam style. .

Click!

Finally, Liang Zicheng put on the gauntlet on his right hand and looked again at his dilapidated room. Everywhere is the remains of machines that have been dismantled and reused.

There is only one pocket-sized steam soldier, which is still well preserved.

It is only sixty or seventy centimeters tall. Its structural curves are thin and smooth. It is not as bulky as an ordinary individual soldier. The curves of its steel limbs are the same as those of muscles. Two steam pipelines run from bottom to top, running through both ribs, shoulders, and neck. There was nothing above, no heads.

Every part of the individual soldier can be disassembled and worn, and it can complete some simple combat actions independently without even being driven by a human being.

Liang Zicheng stared at the pocket soldier for a while, then reached out and groped inside the soldier for a while. After turning a certain knob, the entire soldier immediately fell apart and was disassembled into parts.

"I don't want to start a battle of judgment..."

"But don't push me."

Liang Zicheng opened the door, and the steam tank was spraying white gas. He walked into the rain like a fairy...