My Doomsday Shelter Unlimited Upgrades

In addition, there are a few more rocking chairs that look like lazy people. When you have nothing to do, you can lie on them to sleep or watch TV, which is also a kind of enjoyment.

On the side of the living room against the wall is a big TV.

"I didn't expect that the electrical appliances I drew could become real..."

This was beyond Chen Yang's expectations. He was worried about how to get a batch of household appliances.

Suddenly an idea flashed in Chen Yang's mind.

"Can you directly design a private theater?"

Now that there are more survival points, and the basic survival is not a problem, what is considered is the issue of enjoyment.

Only when the life is better, the Survival Point will earn more and more money.

Just like he also gained 5000 survival points during the three days in a coma, lying in a coma on the main road is still different from being comatose on his own Simmons bed.

Without doing anything, Chen Yang came to the second floor, and carved out another room in the room next to Jiang Yanbing.

It doesn't have to be like the big theaters before the end of the world, the private theaters are smaller.

Thirty square meters, how can I say that is enough?

Watching a movie with two people, at most a cat, is definitely enough. As long as the screen is made big enough, it will definitely feel like a movie theater.

When Jiang Yanbing came out of the bathroom, the new living room had already appeared in sight.

Shocked too many times, Jiang Yanbing got used to the changes in the living room in just a few seconds.

After all, she designed this room.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yanbing felt a strong sense of happiness in his heart.

It was one of her pre-apocalyptic dreams for the things she designed to become a reality.

Not only has it been realized here, but she is not the kind of party B who needs to change and change.

Lie down casually on the lazy bed, Jiang Yanbing started to blow his hair.

Coming down from the second floor, Chen Yang saw Jiang Yanbing swiping his phone on the lazy chair.

Chen Yang coughed dryly twice, trying not to look at the pair of delicate long legs protruding from the bathrobe.

Hearing the sound of going downstairs and seeing Chen Yang's slightly dodging gaze, Jiang Yanbing smiled coquettishly, and deliberately pulled up the hem of the bathrobe to reveal a larger area of ​​snow-white skin.

"Does it look good?"

"Ahem..." Chen Yang quickly changed the topic:

"Come up here, I want to discuss something with you."

Although the two of them...should be regarded as expressing their hearts that day, in the past few days, no other sparks have occurred.

Chen Yang feels that the current opportunity is not particularly mature.

How to say, can't we wait until everything settles down?

He did recover his strength, but Jiang Yanbing had only recovered a little in the past two days.

With the support of high-intensity rest and quantum water, the dark circles on the bags under the eyes disappeared bit by bit.

And the shelter has not yet been fully arranged. The electromagnetic pulse gun was still in the ground before, and the current shelter basically has no other weapons except the Type 54 pistol.

The lightsaber is still in his backpack, but without Lan Yun, he can only see it twice.

The opportunity isn't particularly ripe yet.

But soon.

Jiang Yanbing also thought so.

Seeing what Chen Yang said, Jiang Yanbing didn't have the same thoughts as before.

There is no need to prove the intention, only a suitable time is needed.

After putting away the mobile phone, Jiang Yanbing followed Chen Yang to the second floor.

After explaining his intentions, Jiang Yanbing was obviously surprised.

Private movie theater, she never thought that she could live such a life in the last days.

But watching a movie together... sounds like a good idea.

"How about it, how long does it take to draw it?"

Jiang Yanbing folded her arms and thought for a moment:

"It should be about an hour."

"So fast?"

Chen Yang's eyes widened.

He knew that Jiang Yanbing's business ability was good, but he didn't expect it to be so good. Didn't he have to paint for a few days before?

"Of course, because there are only so many things in the private theater. It's nothing more than a big screen, a projector, and some seats."

Chen Yang squinted his eyes...it seems to be the same.

Bold ideas emerged as the times require.

If so, can you draw a little more?

For example, he does not have a desktop computer now, nor does he have a microwave or refrigerator.

If you draw these too, can you make them all in one go?

But Chen Yang immediately abandoned his stupid idea.

There is no need to try, he himself feels that it must not work.

When the system judges the design drawing, what it pays attention to is a design.

And this design, of course, also includes rationality.

Is it reasonable to have a desktop computer or a microwave oven in a private theater?

This is not in the river.