I’m Still Too Weak For the Starter SSS Talent

Are there any gods, ghosts, or demons in this world.

No one knows.

But people who often follow World Channel will definitely know an ID that looks like a ghost.

Low profile stalker.

without it.

This guy sold five stone axes directly on the public screen in just a few hours! Three stone blades!

In this wasteland world where everyone seems to have become a primitive aborigine.

Tool resources have been scarce in the early stage to the extent that they are like gold jewelry in times of war.

The best of them are axes and knives.

They can be used for logging, chopping firewood, making simple safe houses, or cutting the bark of some trees to play the role of quilt.

You know, this damn night, without food to satisfy our hunger, is so cold that people really can't sleep.

But it is such a precious prop, but that guy is like selling garbage, only used to exchange for matches.

A pre-artifact can be exchanged for a box of matches.

The value of matches in the world channel is in the lower middle.

Because everyone is a modern human being who has received a civilized education. They are different from those primitive people thousands of years ago. If you pick up any elementary school student, you will know the principle of drilling wood to make fire.

Matches are just more convenient and quicker than drilling wood to make fire. Compared with delicious food and thirst-quenching water, it is obviously much worse.

There are quite a few players whose starting random resource is matches, they are all angrily jumping up and down.

Now, because of the appearance of that 'low-key stalker', the situation is completely reversed.

While scolding the low-key stalker for his waste of money, some players hated why they didn't get random items like matches at the beginning of the game.

...

Maybe it's a talent like 'manufacturing proficiency'. Beside a bonfire camp, a short man was squatting in front of a jumping bonfire, turning over a branch wearing a barbecue.

The fat on it sizzled.

What? Beside the man, there was another burly man who brought back a large bundle of wooden branches: These branches nearby are fairly dry.

I mean, a low-key stalker. Zhao Lun turned the branch again, and turned the barbecue over: The talent he got at the beginning should be the type of proficiency in manufacturing, and I guess, he may be a A carpenter, getting this talent can speed up his manufacturing speed. So tools can be produced at a high speed.

Don't tell me this, it's better to let me do more work, I don't like to think. Besides, my talent is C-level strength enhancement. The sturdy man named Lin Kun sat down by the campfire at this moment : The barbecue is not ready yet, my mother is starving to death.

The birth points of the two were very close, and they met each other as soon as they woke up.

After understanding the rules of the game in this world, they chose to cooperate temporarily.

Of course, this is when their survival resources are abundant.

Lin Kun's random resource is a large piece of raw beef, enough for a week.

However, there is no refrigerator in the wilderness, and meat tends to stink, and eating it will cause trouble.

So he didn't feel bad about sharing Zhao Lun's share.

And Zhao Lun's random survival resource is a pot of water.

The two of them worked together, and they ate and drank in the early stage, so they were not so overwhelmed for the time being.

Although I don't know why he wants to exchange so many matches, he is a fool no matter what he wants to do. He sells a large number of stone axes, which is undoubtedly equivalent to creating a deterrent competitor. From this point of view, he is not good. You're an idiot. After a pause, Zhao Lun sneered again: I think we can take advantage of this idiot.

What's the meaning?

Doesn't he want matches? We can compete with him with food, and we also collect matches. Zhao Lun pointed to a large piece of raw beef randomly placed on the ground: The temptation of food is no less than that of tools, and this Within a few days, the value of the food would skyrocket.

What the hell are you trying to say? I said that my mother doesn't like to think!

There's too much meat, we can't finish it anyway, so why don't we exchange matches with other people, and after we get the matches, we sell them to that fool. Because we collect enough matches, we can make a condition and ask him to customize different meat. tools, such as stone knives, stone axes, and preferably a stone shovel, these are necessary for land reclamation in the early stage.”

Speaking of this, Lin Kun can understand what Zhao Lun means no matter how lazy he is to think.

It's ok, you boy, you have a very active mind!

Hehe, it's not that I'm quick-witted, it's just that that kid is so stupid, and he's selling things on the World Channel with great fanfare. With a little brains, he can be used. Zhao Lun curled his lips proudly, and snorted: This kind of person won't Those who calculate may not last a week.

Okay, I'll contact the buyer right away! Lin Kun acted immediately, and began to exchange food for matches on the public screen.

It turns out that food is almost as valuable as the axe, especially a calorie-dense, filling food like beef.

After a while, they collected six or seven boxes of matches.

Leave it to me next, and see how I can play around with him. Zhao Lun opened the world channel with a half-smile, searched for the previous news for a while, and clicked on the private chat box of low-key stalker .

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Huh... Tang Zheng straightened up with his waist supported, and let out a long breath of relief.

Before he crossed over, he was a senior dead house, lacking exercise for a long time, but in his early twenties, his metabolism was very vigorous, and his figure was not bad.

It's just that his physical fitness is a bit weak. After picking up a few rounds of stones, he was so tired that he couldn't straighten up.

It's like beating a girl seven or eight times in one night.

After a series of busy work just now, he made several stone axes and stone knives.

I changed a dozen boxes of matches.

And he also noticed that while he was replacing the matches, another person on the World Channel also started to replace the matches, using raw beef to exchange with others.

It seems that there are still experts. Has anyone seen the business opportunity of exchanging matches for virtual currency? Tang Zheng couldn't help being vigilant secretly.

Looking around the world, there are too many talented people, and there are not a few people who have the same ideas as him.

There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are days beyond the sky.

Never underestimate others at any time.

Even with the SSS talent, he is still too weak, so be cautious.

But it doesn't matter if others collect matches, Tang Zheng is not going to continue making tools to exchange matches.

There are a dozen boxes of matches, 50 in each box, and about 500 virtual coins can be exchanged, which is enough to get through the early stage.

Besides, Tang Zheng was also careful.

Making too many axes is actually creating enemies for oneself in disguise.

Once some axes fall into the hands of those high-intelligence enemies, they will naturally find ways to develop rapidly.

Once someone else develops faster than oneself, it may be a threat if they meet one day.

Then let's stop here, and then start making some tools I need in the early stage. Tang Zheng patted the dust on his hands.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated in his pocket.

Touch it out and have a look.

I found out that someone had sent him a private message.

[Little brother, I think you will need these matches, there are seven boxes, carefully prepared for you, how about it? Make a price, hehehe. ]

Tang Zheng lowered her head and picked out the words: [Oh, I don't accept matches anymore, but thank you anyway, /smile/smile]

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Ah this...

Zhao Lun stared blankly at the text message sent from the other end of the phone, his expression was extremely stiff, his throat stuck in his throat for a while, and he didn't even know what to say.

After a long time, he looked down at the seven boxes of matches in his arms. It took three days of precious rations in exchange for the seven boxes of matches.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like garbage.

He felt that he, who had always boasted of being smart, now looked like...

As if blooming in the rind of a melon.

It is also like the mentally retarded in the silly criticism.