Global Wasteland: Unlimited Upgrades for Vaults

The production started at [-] o'clock in the morning. Except for the rest time in the middle, Sumo did not stop until [-] o'clock in the afternoon, when there was a protest in his stomach.

It took a total of nine hours, except for one hour of sporadic breaks in the middle, almost eight hours of Sumo were produced in total:

50 Iron Axes, and 32 Iron Pickaxes!

Among them, there are 9 excellent-level iron axes, and 3 excellent-level iron pickaxes.

"My speed is getting faster and faster. I still have one more day. I hope that I can make more tools tomorrow, and I will exchange more resources by then."

Feeling the stiff and painful neck, Su Mo stood up and moved quickly.

The boring process of making things and crazy farming can be described as "painful and happy".

The secret transaction is only opened once before each disaster, and as the time becomes longer and longer, it will be difficult to earn huge profits by selling tools after everyone has built the tool table.

After messing with dinner hastily, before going to bed, relying on the increasing efficiency of work, Su Mo made 30 iron axes while the iron was hot.

This time, even if he went back to bed and lay down, the pain all over his body was like a warning that his body had reached its limit.

After a day of high-intensity work, when Su Mo opened his eyes again, it was already nine o'clock the next day.

【Last Calendar January 1nd】

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Final settlement: survival point +322

Survival Points Remaining: 2195

"The survival point has finally returned to 2000 points, but the time is getting tighter and tighter! Tomorrow... is the last day before the disaster!"

The air in the third floor has the wind of the lion man circulating regularly, which is extremely fresh.

Sitting on the head of the bed, even though he was fully prepared and confident in surviving the snowstorm, Su Mo felt a burst of tension.

This time through the disaster, the next time a new player arrives, it will be my sister's turn.

Su Mo was looking forward to it, but at the same time worried that he was not strong enough to protect his family.

As usual, Sumo turned on the world channel before the waking up, and began to check the last "carnival" of everyone before the disaster.

The azure blue panel popped up automatically, and densely packed small characters filled it.

"The last two days, guys, are things ready? It's starting to rain here... 欧奥"

"The rain here has become the same as the day Yiping asked her father for money. It's horrible."

"Eh? No way, it's still sunny here, I thought I'd go out and chop some wood for storage today!"

"There is too little food. We have already killed all the mutated creatures fifty kilometers around the shelter. Everyone can't get enough to eat."

"If you can't eat enough, go hunt monsters. There are so many mutated creatures. As long as you can take down a stronghold, can you survive this winter fatly?"

"Do you think everyone can fight? The Flying Tiger Refuge called three nearby refuges to fight the tauren. What happened? The 150 tauren forcefully defeated the many with fewer, and wiped out a full two People from a refuge, the head of the Flying Tiger refuge is still hanging at the door of his house."

"The most important thing is that these idiots gave their heads to the tauren. Now their tribe has 600. Who can beat them?"

"That's it? That's it? I just love warriors and tauren!"

"The fighting power of the Huaxia people is weak. With so many burdens, a team of 1000 people will mutiny if 50 people die. Can this kind of fighting power be beaten?"

"Shut up upstairs, you won't have a back pain when you stand and talk, isn't there still two hundred men in the team, didn't they also run away?"

Seeing that there was another quarrel on the World Channel because of this kind of problem, Su Mo could only quit the World Channel with a headache.

"The Flying Tiger Refuge was completely wiped out by the tauren!"

Thinking of seeing this shelter recruiting members to conquer the fantasy race on the World Channel a few days ago, Su Mo thought that this shelter might be able to soar into the sky, but he didn't expect that it would be removed so easily.

"Fortunately, although the kobolds are also fantasy races, compared to the tauren, their individual combat effectiveness is not strong. This is a blessing in misfortune."

After a pause, Su Mo turned on the regional channel and watched it again.

Compared with the World Channel, this place is much more harmonious. At the same time, more and more people took advantage of the last two days of the disaster to chat and spank on the channel.

[Sun Xian: It’s broken. The construction of the kang has completely failed. Those master builders on the f*cking world channel are all bullshit. Don’t follow the tutorials they gave.]

[Liang Jian: I wondered if you were very happy yesterday?Planning to make a coffin earth kang, and it's only been a day, and it withered? 】

[Na Wenxing: Hey, stop bickering, you two, tomorrow is a good day, why don't you celebrate today? 】

[Cai Junfeng: Wen Xing, you are not authentic, we are alone to exchange supplies, you are a whole refuge, I have put hope in your hands, waiting for tomorrow, my brothers will beat you Meal]

[Emma Dewen: Didn't it mean that force cannot be used in the shelter? 】

[Zhao Zhiyong: How can you use force to describe things between men, vulgar! 】

Seeing that the painting style of the regional channel became strange as he entered, Su Mo hurriedly coughed and began to type messages in the chat box.

For tomorrow's transaction, since everyone is ready, Sumo will naturally make a notice, so as to attract more good things to come in for exchange.

[Su Mo: Cough cough, tomorrow’s material exchange, my current sales list includes: fresh carp, tools of excellent or even fine quality, big cakes that are strong and resistant to hunger, friends who have rare materials in hand are welcome to come in for exchange, especially Materials for science and technology, comers are not rejected]

After sending this message, watching the regional channel start to explode again, with a free and easy smile, Su Mo turned off the regional channel and got up slowly.

"No.1 in the world... I hope tomorrow's airdrop can give me some surprises!"

Chapter 158 Restoration of Status, Fishing Pancakes

After a day of rest, my body has recovered a lot, and I have taken a big step towards becoming a "normal person".

In the absence of complete medical equipment and medicines, Sumo is [-]% satisfied with this recovery speed.

The clothes that were washed and hung to dry yesterday had become extremely dry at this time, and they were gently swaying with the wind speed in the shelter.

Putting on fresh clothes, Su Mo couldn't help feeling better.

"It seems that I am born to be a hard worker. I thought I could recuperate my injuries in the base, but I didn't expect to be so busy!"

Outside the depression, there was no torrential rain like other places, and there was no scorching sun.

Sparse light rain fell, like mist, keeping the temperature at a very comfortable level.

Like a frog boiled in warm water, as the disaster draws closer, the temperature during the day is more suitable for human survival, and it also makes many people blindly optimistic about the disaster.

Pushing open the garage door, let the smell of fresh wood linger, and returning to the shelter, after a hasty breakfast, Sumo began to prepare fishing tools.

Although the small lake is small in size, it is 40 acres in size and five meters deep, covering a large area.