Apocalyptic Wasteland: Set Up Survival Traps At The Beginning

Research room.

Mark and Dr. Gary are still conducting some physical examinations.

Records of data and samples.

And Fang Chen's butcher knife finally fell on Quick.

As a scientific researcher who has survived from the old times to the present day.

Quick's value is great.

But no matter how big it is, the conflicts between them can no longer be reconciled.

Fang Chen is very timid and is most afraid of being hated by others.

I want to kill him or his whole family when I feel hatred.

so...

"I can only take action first..."

Look at Quik who has been drained of his life essence.

Fang Chen shook his head, feeling a little pity.

After all, whether it is used as slicing material or for other research.

This is all good.

But he can't afford to delay the system's tasks

"Ding! Complete option one: Kill the existence behind the scenes that drives the swarm of polar beasts. Success reward: Disaster-level battlefield Tyrannosaurus armored vehicle (drawing)"

As the system sounds.

Fang Chen immediately opened the system space and checked "633".

“Earning money with blood, I didn’t expect it to be the full amount!”

Fang Chen remembers that this land aircraft carrier was small, medium, large, and had different sizes.

The price of each model is doubled in sequence.

If you want to buy them all, it will cost nearly 1.9 million gold coins!

Even purchasing the drawings alone would cost 800,000.

In other words, he earned 800,000 yuan from just this one task reward!

"Come and let me see how to do this thing

Taking out the drawings, Fang Chen's expression suddenly froze when he looked at the drawings that were nearly one meter thick.

"What the hell...I..."

Speechless emotions spread in Fang Chen's heart.

Do you have to see the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse?

Do you really think it takes three years to watch and thirty years to practice?

"Huh? Fang Chen, these things are..."

After the examination, Mark put on his fur coat and walked out.

But looking at the pile of things in front of Fang Chen, he was a little confused.

"Huh? This is a drawing of some kind of vehicle?"

I took the top few marks and looked at them.

Although he is not a professional weapons researcher.

But as the leader of the Hunters, he still has some knowledge of weapons and mechanics.

"Yes, this is the construction drawing of a land aircraft carrier."

Land aircraft carrier?

Hearing this, he was shocked.

The look he looked at Fang Chen was very strange.

This is another new human experiment and a land aircraft carrier.

How much stuff does this guy have in his head?

but....

"Fang Chen, what is a land aircraft carrier!"

Well. .

Looking at Mark's innocent expression, Fang Chen didn't know how to answer for a while.

This is like asking me what atomic bombs are used for.

I said cracking walnuts, okay?

"You can think of it as a fortress, a mobile fortress, like a lighthouse.

Fang Chen opened his mouth and didn't blame him.

Aircraft carriers are something from the old times.

Mark has been at the lighthouse for as long as he can remember.

The opportunity to go to the surface is only to collect supplies.

It’s not just knowledge about aircraft carriers.

A lot of knowledge from the old era is inaccessible on this lighthouse.

Only some old people who have lived from the cataclysm to the present know clearly.

"Fortress? Running on the ground?"

Hearing this, Mark's eyes lit up.

Although it's not clear exactly what it is used for.

But if it is really like a lighthouse, wouldn't it mean that humanity has a lot more hope?

"Hurry up, let's build it now!"

Mark was excited.

Even more excited than Fang Chen who got the drawings.

But this made Fang Chen's mouth twitch.

immediately?

Are you going to create humans?

Just have a bed?

"Don't get excited Mark, this is not an easy thing. Even if all the materials are complete, you won't be able to even think about it for three to five years..."

Fang Chen grabbed Mark, shook his head and said.

Aircraft carriers are no better than cars.

The system is very complex.

The various cables on the aircraft carrier alone are thousands of kilometers long when straightened.

Plus laying and assembly and more.

Three to five years is still a short period of time.

After all, even if the drawings are in hand, there is a shortage of relevant technical personnel.

He can't make it by himself, can he?

"Is that so?"

Listening to Fang Chen's words, Mark sighed.

But then he cheered up again.

It takes so long to even make it.

Then if it was really created, wouldn’t it just go away sideways?

"I will hand over the relevant required materials to you later. You can pay more attention when you assign the collection task to the surface. Okay, you have just evolved into a new human being. Pay attention to rest. I will leave first."

Putting away the drawings, Fang Chen turned and left the research institute.

Originally, the success of the Abyssal Planner should have made him very happy.

But to be honest, there are always more worries than happiness.

Especially in this apocalypse, as the lord of a city.

"Jingnan, are you mistaken? There are so many documents waiting for my approval?"

The city lord's interior.

Fang Chen slid the crystal panel with a lifeless look on his face.

In ancient times, emperors issued memorials, and even he, the city lord, could not escape.

There are hundreds of pages on the entire panel.

And each page is still just a reduced list.

I haven’t calculated it, but Fang Chen estimates that it will definitely be at least a thousand pieces.

"There is no way. The lighthouse has added many new departments, as well as the transfer of personnel and related matters on the surface. Although I have helped you sort it out and approved some, the important things do not require your signature.

Jing Nan smiled helplessly...

Although as the ‘city lord’s wife’.

She approved all these documents and no one dared to say anything.

But it’s better not to cross the line about rights.

Even if Fang Chen doesn't care about this, she still has to do it well to prevent others from talking too much.

Phew~~

Taking a deep breath, Fang Chen felt that Charles was really mentally retarded.

Careful and calculating.

The purpose is to get the position of city lord.

But sitting in this position now, he really felt like his head was about to explode.

He has to take care of everything big and small.

Even if there is a problem with any screw in the lighthouse, a report will be sent to him for instructions.

I didn’t enjoy many rights, but I was more worried.

"Jingnan, let's do this. You, Mark, Ran Bing, and Victor will form a lighthouse council and divide the documents into four levels: S, A, B, and C. If the documents are lower than S level, your council will handle it on my behalf. !”

Fang Chen rubbed his forehead and said.

But this made Jing Nan stunned.

"Fang Chen, isn't this good? If this happens, you..."

"I know, what you want to say is that my rights as the city lord will be weakened..."

Looking at Jingnan, Fang Chen smiled.

Rights are based on strength.

Just like the ancient emperors.

If he is not good enough, he will still be a puppet even if he is sitting in this position.

But if he is strong, no one would dare to ignore what he said, even if he is a soldier.

What's more, there are 4 people in the entire parliament.

The three of them are all his, and although Victor doesn't deal with him very much, he is still focused on the tower.

It's not so much that I delegated my rights. 0.6

It's better to say that I want to be a hands-off shopkeeper.

"That's it, you don't need to say more, but compared to this, my wife... Look, I have worked hard for my husband for so many days, don't you..."

After getting up and walking down the stairs, Fang Chen pulled Jing Nan into his arms.

Work?

Go to TM's job.

I want to eat meat!

"Fang Chen, hello, this is the city lord's room, we..."

"Isn't the City Lord's Room good? The place is so big, I can use it better as a husband..."

As he spoke, Fang Chen showed his fangs.

"Jarvis, it's up to you...if someone..."

Click~~

Before Fang Chen could finish speaking.

The door to the city lord's room was locked.

Full of desire to survive!

PS: Yoneda Kyou-kun, I am definitely convinced, I admit it, I am a colored coin, I can’t finish it, my brain is so funny, my dads beat me up! I was locked up in a small black room, if I find that the sentence is not logical It makes sense, please click to read later because I am revising it. .