Survival on the road, I have a prompt system

Chapter 88 Change For Me!
[Simple hot air blower: Class 1 auto parts, gasoline-powered, can provide heat for the car, keep the temperature inside the car up to 18 ℃, the working temperature range is -10-10 ℃, every 10 ℃ lower than the normal working temperature, the effect will be reduced by 20%, Energy consumption increased by 20%. 】

[Materials: low-grade plastic: 20 units, metal parts: 10 units, low-grade electronic components*1]

Zhang Tuohai is familiar with this thing.

In the north, some cars without air conditioning, such as electric tricycles, and old-fashioned cargo trucks use them to keep warm in winter.

This thing is essentially a fuel tank with a small motor, and then a plastic tube is connected to the car to blow hot air into the car.

Of course, this thing can only be used for cars with poor airtightness. If the airtightness is good, there must be a lack of oxygen.

Zhang Tuohai knew that the player on the opposite side probably thought that although the desert was colder at night, it was just that. He covered himself with a blanket and endured it. There was no need to install this thing. Not to mention the smell, it also consumed gasoline.

However, this thing is a treasure to Zhang Tuohai.

You know, the next world is definitely a world of ice and snow.

What is the most important thing about the ice and snow world?
Heating of course.

Without heating facilities, let alone food, you will freeze to death before you are hungry.

Now that everyone is preparing equipment to resist the heat, everyone must have noticed this thing.

After tomorrow, when everyone enters the next world, this thing must be in short supply.

Zhang Tuohai can also make a lot of money with this thing, he is very happy.

Zhang Tuohai immediately agreed to the deal.

After completing a transaction, Zhang Tuohai was very excited and continued to scroll through private messages.

It's a pity that the private message below didn't contain anything very good, which made Zhang Tuohai feel a little melancholy.

Just when Zhang Tuohai was considering whether to save it for the next exchange, Vladimir sent a message.

"Oh, my dear Davari, here I come again, I heard you have a bottle of life-saving medicine?"

"It can keep people in peak condition for 12 hours, why, are you interested?" Zhang Tuohai asked.

He has a pretty good sense of this Maozi, and he is a more down-to-earth person. In the last transaction, he gave himself two bear paws as a gift, and by the way, told himself Mao's method of handling bear paws.

"I have a weapon manufacturing map here, do you want it?" Vladimir sent a weapon manufacturing map without any nonsense.

[Bobosha manufacturing map: Bobosha submachine gun, the most produced submachine gun in World War II, with 7.62mm bullets, 71 drum drums, and an effective shooting distance of 200 meters. 】

[Remarks: Davari, Ula! 】

[Manufacturing materials: metal ingot: 2 units, metal parts: 20 units, wood: 1 unit. 】

[7.62mm bullet manufacturing diagram: Bobosha supporting bullets. 】

[Manufacturing materials: 2 units of metal parts. 】

Seeing this weapon manufacturing blueprint, Zhang Tuohai's eyes straightened.

This thing is an artifact at medium and short distances.

What kind of pistol, what kind of shotgun, they look like ants in front of Bobosha.

No matter how accurate your pistol is, it is only 50 meters away, and Bobosha can kill you at 200 meters.

There are no more than 12 pellets in a shotgun shot.

But Bobosha is a drum with 71 rounds.

Even if you wear body armor, you can't stop the strafing of the metal storm.

Moreover, this thing also inherited the simple and rough style of the bear weapon, and the leather is durable. In the apocalyptic world where this kind of weapon is not well maintained, it is very useful.

The most important thing is that Zhang Tuohai is a former commander, Bobo Shachu.

How can you refuse?

However, a doubt flashed in Zhang Tuohai's mind.

"Why don't you keep such a good gun?" Zhang Tuohai was curious.

"This thing is not worthy of my identity, a real man should use this." Vladimir sent another photo.

A shirtless, shaggy man was holding a big black gun in his arms.

Grass, it's actually AKM.

Zhang Tuohai decided to stay away from Vladimi's car in the future.

"Okay, I'll take it. What do you want in exchange?" Zhang Tuohai decided to buy the Bobosha manufacturing map.

As for weapons, the more the better.

"Of course it's a bottle of medicine. By the way, can you add something else, such as the water of life." Vladimir said.

Zhang Tuohai: "..."

He felt that Vladimir was probably addicted to alcohol, and buying medicine was just incidental.

However, the water of life was nothing more than alcohol, and to Zhang Tuohai, it was equivalent to alcohol, and no one else could drink it after buying it, so it was considered a favor for Vladimir.

Zhang Tuohai readily agreed, and exchanged a bottle of water of life and a bottle of powerful life-support medicine for Bobosha's manufacturing map.

After the exchange, Zhang Tuohai couldn't wait to make Bobosha.

Stamping parts gunslinger, walnut butt, heavy, with an indescribable industrial beauty.

Zhang Tuohai raised Bobosha with both hands, his eyes were full of piousness, and he said loudly: "Change for me!"

Graveyard quiet.

nothing happened...

Xiao Ai: !!!∑(Дノ)ノ

Wangcai blinked his eyes: "People can't, at least they shouldn't..."

Zhang Tuohai: →_→

Wangcai covered his eyes with his big tail, shrank to the corner of the wall, and remained silent.

Zhang Tuohai was a little disappointed.

Two-dimensional did not shine into reality after all.

Bobosha didn't turn into a cute girl with white silk and blond braids.

However, having a submachine gun is also good, at least, pistols and the like can be eliminated.

In exchange for two useful things, Zhang Tuohai felt better. He was blowing warm air, eating bananas, and watching those people bragging on the regional channel.

Perhaps tomorrow is the reason for the disaster day, and the people in the group are all active. Those who are confident that they can survive the disaster day are talking loudly, and those who feel hopeless are leaving suicide notes, hoping that if someone can return to the real world, they will send a message.

Zhang Tuohai looked at it for a while and found it boring, so he hastened to make ice cubes for the refrigerator.

This thing will definitely have a good sale tomorrow.

"Good night, my leeks." Zhang Tuo went to sleep with the light on.

At night, a car is speeding on the desert road.

Wang Meng angrily adjusted the lights to high beam, stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom, and the car rushed all the way, scaring many beasts waiting to ambush on the road to run away.

He glanced at the Beretta 92F in the co-pilot position, his eyes were already blood red.

He is the one who was ridiculed by the crowd on the regional channel today.

"Ma De, a bunch of rubbish, aren't they just jealous that I have a gun? How dare you laugh at me, I will find you one by one, put the gun in your mouth, and see if you still laugh!"

Wang Meng drove the car and galloped on the road at high speed.

After driving in the middle of the night, I didn't even see a single person.

Seeing that it was past midnight and the fuel tank had bottomed out due to long-term high-speed driving, Wang Meng became more and more anxious.

"Made, where are these cowards hiding? Don't let me find it, otherwise, I will put the muzzle of the gun into your asses!"

Wang Meng swore fiercely.

Just when he was anxious, suddenly, he saw a red six-wheel off-road vehicle parked not far ahead.

(End of this chapter)