Global Famine: My items can be automatically upgraded.

Ever since I got a motorhome.

Shen Bei's dreams became much calmer, without any bloody images or scenes of falling from high altitudes.

In the past, he always dreamed of strange things.

Huge data flow, compression of time and space, and loss of control of time.

There is also a starry sky that looks like the mouth of a giant beast.

There are also some that flash by in a flash, like a shooting star with a tail.

Shen Bei's dreams kept tossing around in these scenes over and over again.

Shen Bei tried to see the flash of light clearly, but it was still blurry and he couldn't see the real body.

The dream was so up and down that when Shen Bei woke up, he suspected that he had been exhausted by some kind of training.

But now, on the contrary, he began to dream of the wheat fields of his hometown and childhood scenes.

Of course, there are always familiar shadows, flashing in every corner of the dream and being grafted onto any strange or familiar image.

He no longer felt anxious, but he always felt like he had lost something important, and his heart was torn and painful.

Every time Shen Bei woke up in the morning, this emotion became stronger.

Shen Bei didn't know what he had lost.

Check your guns, armor, bullets, and spare parts every time.

Nothing is missing.

Shen Bei diagnosed himself that this might be a sequelae of time travel.

finish dressing.

Shen Bei walked out of the room and ran to the upper level of the shelter.

The early morning light is quietly tearing through the cover of night.

Outside the wilderness, the sky is filled with sand and frost is rampant.

It's getting colder.

Even when Shen Bei breathed, white air came out of his mouth like a small steam engine.

The white gas was like smoke and fog, changing rapidly with the direction of the wind, either gathering into balls or rising and dissipating in wisps.

Shen Bei wrapped himself up.

Passing by the Chihuo Bar, the faint sunlight shone in. In the dim corner of the room, several people who were drunk last night were snoring loudly, and empty bottles were scattered around them.

There was a new sign hung outside the bar, covered with words.

The gist of it is: The shelter is about to enter the cold northern winter. Although the bar is open, there is a minimum consumption requirement. Don't even think about using the heating, etc.

"A very humane warning..."

Shen Bei shrugged and smiled silently.

Keep going.

Shen Bei passed by an RV.

A middle-aged woman was cooking a thin soup using a rusty scrap metal can as a makeshift stew pot.

Then I grabbed a handful of purslane, chicory and young leaf vines covered in soil and threw them in. This became the base of the soup, with a hint of natural bitterness and a refreshing plant aroma.

Of course, there are also some grain scraps, old beans and other black stuff.

The grains were dug out from rat holes.

There are still many wild grains left in the wilderness. Sometimes humans can't find them, so they just ask the mouse family and sweep them up to get them.

"Is this delicious?"

Shen Bei stood by the pot and asked.

The middle-aged woman ignored Shen Bei and hurried back into the house with the pot.

Shen Bei: ...

Shen Bei said, I'm not stealing your things, so what?

“The old times were better.”

Shen Bei sighed. In that era, if you met a person from Northeast China and asked if the food was delicious, it would be equivalent to robbery.

People in Northeast China will take the initiative to offer food.

……

Enter the upper level of the shelter.

At a glance, outside the hot pot-shaped power plant are connected factories that can produce guns, textiles, canned food, alcohol, etc.

It is precisely because of the stability of the upper level that the factory has value in existence.

If there were not such a vast area on Titan's back, it could only provide fresh water.

All that was left were RVs, which meant that humans at this point were almost extinct.

Shen Bei staggered to the research institute.

Chen Anzhi is not on the first floor.

After asking around, Shen Bei went to the second floor.

In fact, if Shen Bei wanted to buy a camera, he didn't need to go through Chen Anzhi at all. He could buy it at the front desk.

But Shen Bei still had some things to say and wanted to get some information from Chen Anzhi indirectly.

That is about limb modification. I believe Chen Anzhi knows more about it than Rock.

That's why Shen Bei didn't ask Rock rashly yesterday.

Hot white smoke rises intertwinedly.

The entire second floor flickered on and off under the violent fluctuations of blue flames, and high-temperature sparks occasionally splashed on the brown polyester mask.

Wearing two bright red gloves, Chen Anzhi held the welding rod in one hand and the welding gun in the other, moving forward at a steady pace across the metal in a rhythmic, oscillating motion, leaving behind a gradient of fish-scale patterns from gold to red. It looked truly magnificent.

Shen Bei did not disturb Chen Anzhi's work.

Instead, he wandered around the second floor.

He found a pair of gauntlets on a table.

This arm armor weighs about 15 kilograms and is blue-black in color. The structure is not very precise, but the materials are sufficient. The most distinctive feature is that the joints connecting the fingers and palms are equipped with dark red bearings, and the elbows are wrapped with unknown shiny leather.

"What the hell is this?"

Shen Bei muttered to himself.

Chen Anzhi stopped welding, looked back, turned around and continued welding, saying:

"A piece of equipment that can mine and crush rocks. Our testing shows that any able-bodied adult male can handle it, and it can greatly improve mining efficiency."

Shen Bei said "oh".

He held one of them in his hands and played with it for a while.

He put on the arm armor, inserted his five fingers into the cold metal knuckles, took a deep breath, and heard a crisp sound.

He stretched his fingers and tried to pick up the glass with his right hand, but the moment he exerted force, the glass shattered.

"Not bad."

Shen Bei took it apart and threw it on the table.

Shen Bei has almost no use for this thing.

His armor can easily achieve this level of strength.

Shen Bei doesn't need mining, so it's completely useless.

However, he still focused his gaze for a moment, allowing the plug-in to pop up a message.

This plug-in is very user-friendly. If you don’t stare at it for a few seconds, no information will pop up.

Otherwise, if the information popped up at a glance, Shen Bei’s vision would be ruined.

Even a stone can bounce information, which is unbearable.

[Mining Gauntlet LV1: 0/20]

[A device used for convenient mining. Because the energy it provides exceeds the power of an ordinary person, it can also be used to kill people.]

"How many?"

After reading the message, Shen Bei asked Chen Anzhi directly.

But Chen Anzhi was concentrating on welding and ignored him.

Shen Bei's decisive inquiry about the price was completely instinctive.

Information prompt, can be used to kill people.

it is good!

Shen Bei just needs someone to kill.

It is conceivable that after further upgrading, it will definitely become one of the alternative weapons.

Who would complain that this thing is too little?

Especially for an ordinary person like Shen Bei, any backup option that can improve his strength is worth Shen Bei's effort.

Of course, Shen Bei felt sad and spitted at the equipment that could only be activated by people with special abilities.

Waited for quite a while.

Chen Anzhi straightened up: "Done. Shen Bei, help me take off the mask."

Shen Bei helped the other person take off the mask. Chen Anzhi, whose face was exposed, exhaled heavily and carefully peeled off a layer of bright red gloves as thin as a cicada's wing from his hands.

Then he put the pair of gloves into the sterilized water tank that had been prepared long ago. Without bothering to take off his thermal insulation suit, he picked up the turbine engine on the table and looked at his craftsmanship.

This turbine engine is only slightly larger than a human heart and is polished to a gleam in the sunlight.

There are four brown metal tubes arranged side by side above the engine, embedded in the complex metal structure inside. Two gear-shaped fans running through the front and back are welded to the bottom. The structure is exquisite and meticulous, full of special industrial beauty.

Shen Bei stared at the turbo engine without moving a moment.

Soon, the information popped up.

Blazing Heart Cyclone Engine (Accessory, Max Level)

Despite its compact size, it packs a powerful punch, like a beating heart, bringing machinery to life. The Blazing Heart Cyclone turbo engine is recommended as the core power system for highly efficient, compact devices requiring powerful thrust. Its refined craftsmanship and high-efficiency design not only meet stringent performance requirements, but also enable sustained overload output.

nice one!

Shen Bei stared at it intently!

It can completely replace the power module on your own armor!

You know, although the armor is excellent, its power module has always been a flaw.

They are often overloaded, run and fight for a long time, and their kinetic energy can never keep up, so heat and damage often occur.

In the past, the combat intensity was not high and it was barely usable.

If an extreme combat situation really occurs, the power module will definitely burn out and break down.

Shen Bei licked his lips and was about to speak.

Chen Anzhi put down the turbo engine, took two quick steps to pick up the sterile forceps, then picked up the red gloves from the sterilization box, put them into a special medical bag, vented and sealed it, and then put the medical bag into a constant temperature cabinet with a combination lock.

Shen Bei: ???

what?

What is this operation?

Is a broken glove a big deal?

My goodness, it seems like it will break if touched and melt if pinched.

Shen Bei couldn't help but reveal a frivolous look.

"hehe."

Chen Anzhi looked at Shen Bei's expression, and his spirits lifted. He began to boast, "You're short-sighted. These gloves are essentially consumables. They are most vulnerable to bacteria. They will fade and rot in the air in as little as 48 hours."

Hiss~~~

Shen Bei took a deep breath in disbelief.

Consumables?

After Chen Anzhi finished making the turbo engine, he had nothing to do, so he began to show off his authority in this field.

Like a teacher, he gave an endless introduction.

Shen Bei probably understood.

Many parts are mixed with some strange materials from this world.

For example, the ashes and blood of ferocious beasts.

This results in materials with unique properties.

Moreover, the working environment is extremely harsh, with extremely high temperatures being the most common. For example, the working environment that Chen Anzhi's hands were exposed to just now had a temperature of over 100 degrees Celsius around it.

Who knows what kind of radiation and gas will be produced...

This has led to the development of many protective products, such as gloves made of thermal insulation materials, protective masks, etc., to isolate and reduce damage to materials and harm to workers' bodies caused by harsh environments.

However, most of the protective equipment cannot completely shield the strange negative reactions emitted by the materials.

This will make it difficult for welders to flexibly adjust their techniques, and their perception of the status of the workpiece and solder will become very vague, which will greatly reduce the accuracy of the welded products.

Chen Anzhi's gloves are one of the most advanced protective equipment. They can almost completely shield the strange negative effects of the material caused by high temperature, and the damage is extremely small.

For a researcher like Chen Anzhi who needs practical experience, these gloves are truly his lifeline.

"Speak, the boy who brings wealth."

Chen Anzhi leaned back in his chair, sipping his tea, and continued leisurely, "How many Crystal Source Cores do you want to squander this time at the research institute?"

Shen Bei: ...