Global Wasteland: I can enchant items

Take a turn.

But no entrance could be found.

The saber-toothed tiger was a little puzzled:

How did the prey get in here?

The tempting smell kept tickling the taste buds, and the hunger from the abdomen made the saber-toothed tiger gradually lose its mind. It couldn't wait any longer. Since there was no entrance, it would open an entrance, even if it woke up the prey inside.

The king of carnivores.

He is very confident in his sharp claws and canine teeth.

Because of hunger.

No longer afraid of the light, the beast found a place that was somewhat dark without a torch.

He swung his sharp claws and scratched hard at the wall. In the silent night, the sound produced by this claw was extremely scary.

at the same time.

Sawdust flying.

in the bedroom.

An abnormal sound came in, but it was already very small. Jiang Mingyuan lay on the wooden bed with his hands clasped in front of his chest, sleeping very peacefully.

404 outside the shelter.

The saber-toothed tiger kept waving its sharp claws, repeating the action.

rustling—

The sawdust kept flying, and after two or three minutes, panting heavily, the saber-toothed tiger stopped moving.It was tired, and at the same time felt that under the attack just now, the piece of wood blocking its way should have been destroyed by its sharp claws!

With this confidence.

The saber-toothed tiger raised its head and looked at the result of his struggle for a while.

"Roar!"

An angry growl.

The saber-toothed tiger walked around in circles, and the wood blocking it in front of it was still the same as before, airtight. Although it was covered with dense scratches, it only lost a layer of skin.

Boom!

A double thrill of anger and hunger.

The saber-toothed tiger slammed into the wooden wall with its body, exerting all its strength. After the wooden wall shook slightly, it still stood tall, and the rebound force caused the saber-toothed tiger to suffer pain and fell to the ground.

It is bumpy.

At this moment, it seems to realize that with its own strength, it is completely impossible to break through the wood that prevents it from eating.

"Meow~"

Unwilling to growl.

The saber-toothed tiger knew that he had failed, so he took catwalks, his figure was erratic, and disappeared into the forest.

no way.

He tried his best, but failed. Before starving to death, he should hunt other prey.

this place.

Never again.

in the bedroom.

Jiang Mingyuan was still sleeping.

At this time, he had no idea that there was a saber-toothed tiger trying to enter the shelter to eat him, but in the end, it didn't break through the wall, and even ran away in frustration.

Chapter 7 Wasteland Survival Guide

Dongsheng tomorrow.

Day two of the world falling to the wasteland.

404 shelter.

The sunlight shines into the bedroom through the window, casting the shape of a spider web on the wall, and the sleepy young man faintly opens his sleepy eyes.

After getting used to the light.

Turn over and sit up from the wooden bed.

"Woo~ I slept really well this time!" Stretching, Jiang Mingyuan moved his butt a little bit, reached the head of the bed, and leaned his back against the wooden wall.

Subsequently.

Opened the world channel.

In the past, every morning when he woke up, he had a habit of lying on the bed and swiping his phone for a while.Now in the wasteland world, without a mobile phone, Jiang Mingyuan can only choose to browse the world channel.

"Brothers and sisters, are you still alive?"

"Don't talk about it, the refuge was just built last night, but a brown bear suddenly broke in in the middle of the night. Fortunately, I was a light sleeper and escaped with the talent of invisibility, but that guy is now staying in my refuge. Make a move!"

"Haha, I just killed a wild boar, so I have my breakfast today."

"We have spent a difficult night together. I hope that we will help each other in the future and not engage in fighting."

"I haven't slept all night, and the insomnia is really uncomfortable."

"At 7:15 in the morning, we lost 10 billion compatriots, let us mourn for them!"

"Is there a group? There are many people and strength. We will definitely be able to survive the difficulties better if we unite."

……

Simply swiped dozens of them.

Jiang Mingyuan silently turned off the world channel, and glanced at the statistics of the remaining people in the world on the left side of his head:

【Remaining Survivors】:

(Man)

His expression was a little dignified.

Unexpectedly, just overnight, 10 billion people have lost their lives.

What a scary number!

It was only one day, and Jiang Mingyuan had no idea how many people would die in the subsequent natural disaster, acid rain.He hoped not, but how could such a thing be possible.

This is the wasteland world.

Survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest!

The only thing that can be done now.

It is to ensure that I will not follow in the footsteps of those people, and firmly believe that I can live.

Get out of the sad mood.

Jiang Mingyuan opened the forum section.

When I was watching World Channel just now, some people mentioned some of their experiences on how to survive in the wasteland world, and put them on the forum board.

As a person who longs to live, Jiang Mingyuan intends to learn some useful knowledge from it.

The forum section is very active.

Roughly looked through it.

Most of the posts were about studying how to build shelters, with pictures and detailed explanations attached. After reading a few posts, Jiang Mingyuan was attracted by a post called "Guide to Survival in Wasteland".

This post has more than 1 million views.

Open and take a look.

Jiang Mingyuan took a breath.

Not because of how shocking the writing is, but because the volume of this article is too large. It talks about how to build a shelter, how to upgrade it after building it, and even talked about the aspect of killing monsters and dropping treasure chests .

Scroll down.

There are seven or eight pages left.

"Is this guy a tentacle monster!"

Each page is about [-] words in length, patiently flipping through to the last page, Jiang Mingyuan shook his sore head... There is too much information!

after the post.

That is, the number of comments and discussions is as high as several million.

Just simply read the previous few articles.

Jiang Mingyuan closed the forum.

how to say!

This post called "Wasteland Survival Guide" was indeed food for newcomers on how to survive, but for Jiang Mingyuan, only a small part of the content was useful to him.

For example:

In terms of points.

In addition to making high-quality equipment, building shelters, and hunting monsters to get points, you can also get points for cutting trees and picking stones.

only.

It depends on personal luck.

Just like killing monsters and dropping treasure chests.

Jiang Mingyuan didn't know about this, mainly because he hadn't cut down trees or moved stones much.

no way.

He has an easier way to earn points.

Of course, it doesn't matter to him whether he knows it or not.

Other than that.

Another point.

Regarding the san value, also called the spiritual value, everyone is different, some have more, some have less, and when it falls to half, weird things will happen.

Jiang Mingyuan only knew this after reading it.

As for what is weird.

The author did not elaborate.

Just a simple reminder: don't stay in the dark for too long, and be sure to light a torch outside the shelter.

There is no mention of the reason for the loss of san value.

Jiang Mingyuan couldn't figure out whether the san value would drop when he was in the dark, or because of other reasons. Perhaps he could only know clearly through personal experience.

"Why don't you try it tonight..."

"Never mind."

Jiang Mingyuan didn't want to take any risks.

He has also played some san-drop games, and most of them will cause dangerous things to happen. He doesn't want to risk his life for the experiment, it's better to be more stable.

……

Had breakfast in the living room.

Open the wooden door and walk out of the shelter.

I slept too hard last night, and I don't know if there were monsters or wild beasts attacking. If there were any, it would definitely leave traces, and I went around the shelter.

In the end, Jiang Mingyuan stood beside a wooden wall.