My apocalyptic heroine has come true

How far can this "decomposition" go? Is it a normal split, or is it a direct breakdown into molecular materials?

What is the limit of 'manufacturing'? Does it require technology or blueprints?

It is not too late.

Fang Ming stopped doing the remaining two sets of exercises and quickly pressed the microphone button to direct his little heroine.

"Xia Xiaochi, there's an extra cabinet at the door. Throw the garbage you picked up into that black cabinet. Just throw any one in."

Xia Xiaochi, who had tied herself to the small plastic bed, pupated twice.

Raising her pretty face, Xia Xiaochi looked outside.

She took great effort to untie herself, and then followed Fang Ming's instructions, pulling a transparent plastic board over.

Pulling open the door handle of the black cabinet, Xia Xiaochi stood on tiptoe and looked inside the cabinet curiously.

"Give me back your head." Fang Ming shouted.

"Oh oh..."

The cabinet was pitch black and Xia Xiaochi could not see anything.

She threw the plastic plate on her handle in and pressed the red start button.

[Recyclable material detected: Plexiglas (polymethyl methacrylate)]

【Decomposed: Polymethyl methacrylate particles 200g】

Xia Xiaochi raised his head and looked at the extra words on the monitor with some confusion.

This is……

This is actually a small garbage decomposition station? !

Xia Xiaochi had seen those heavy trucks carrying decomposition stations in the wilderness, but those trucks only stopped once a year, and each time they were only willing to collect valuable scrap. Often, the residents of the shelter would try their best but would not even be glanced at by those people.

Now... such a garbage decomposition station was actually installed at her doorstep!

A scavenger who owns his own garbage decomposition station...is equivalent to owning the whole world!

Xia Xiaochi rolled up his sleeves and prepared to pick up the waste.

But Fang Ming stopped him again.

"Don't be impatient, look at the other side."

"it is good."

Xia Xiaochi nodded and immediately walked around to the white cabinet at the back.

The white display cabinet also showed the message 'Polymethyl methacrylate granules 200g'.

When Xia Xiaochi saw the word "Made in China" on it, he immediately understood the purpose of the white cabinet.

However, when her eyes fell on the row of precise buttons under the monitor, she fell into deep thought.

For a scavenger... asking her to operate technological equipment can be said to be the biggest shortcoming.

Xia Xiaochi stood there not daring to move.

She was afraid that she would accidentally break Fang Ming's new equipment.

And the other side.

After checking the information, Fang Ming returned to the game interface.

"Don't move. This is complicated. Let me control it."

Chapter 62 Uninvited Guest

If the "small module production workshop" is handed over to Xia Xiaochi to operate, it will indeed be very difficult.

I'm afraid just telling her what each button does would be enough to make both of them drink a pot.

Fortunately.

This device comes from the gaming system, and Fang Ming has absolute control over it.

After checking the information, Fang Ming already had a plan in mind.

Polymethyl methacrylate particles are actually what modern people often call "acrylic sheets".

Acrylic sheets are highly transparent and highly plastic, making them popular among DIY craft enthusiasts.

Fang Ming studied this machine for a long time without any instruction manual.

Finally, I found a function similar to 3D printing and printed out five boards according to the structural diagram on the Internet.

Fill the gaps left between the boards and a small square box is ready.

"Put your tomato seedlings in." Fang Ming said.

"it is good!"

Xia Xiaochi, who had been leaning against the window watching Fang Ming's operation, had bright eyes.

She didn't expect that the first thing Fang Ming made with the new equipment would be given to her.

Holding the palm-sized box in both hands, Xia Xiaochi swallowed his saliva.

Amazing!

It was just a dirty, yellowed piece of plastic, but it suddenly turned into such an exquisite little box!

Xia Xiaochi carried the basin back to her room.

Suddenly, her hands were empty.

The small box in his hand disappeared silently.

Xia Xiaochi's eyes changed from excitement to dullness.

Just as she was turning around anxiously, trying to see if she had dropped it somewhere, the small box in her hand appeared again.

"It's okay, just do your thing." Fang Ming said.

Xia Xiaochi's lips moved slightly, and then he went on to transplant his tomato seedlings.

Fang Ming's side.

He looked at the remaining 150 grams of polymethyl methacrylate granules and fell into deep thought.

Just now.

He did an experiment.

He tried to move the freshly printed acrylic box left and right.

Fang Ming discovered that he could not only move it, but also store and retrieve it in the warehouse.

This proved Fang Ming's bold guess.

The items made in this small modular production workshop are the same as those purchased in stores.

Fang Ming can control them at will.

This function, for Fang Ming at this stage, is simply a magical skill...

From then on, the things Fang Ming could control were no longer candies, canned goods, or clothes.

But everything that can be produced by yourself!

What if it's ammunition?

0 delay filling!

If it was explosives, it would be even more terrifying.

The real firepower is full, killing people invisibly.

As long as it is within the 1 km range that you can control, you can basically be said to be invincible.

Fang Ming thought carefully. When Xia Xiaochi's health reached the first stage, the shelter unlocked the 'Shop'. The second stage unlocked 'Equipment Upgrade'. The third stage was 'Disassembly and Manufacturing'.

At each stage, the new features unlocked can be said to be beyond common sense.

It completely violates the 'rules' of a real doomsday world.

This game...its power might not be as simple as Fang Ming imagined.

Thought for a moment.

Fang Ming did not take the initiative to ask Xia Xiaochi to move the pile of garbage out of the Ark Shelter and decompose it.

But...

He asked Xia Xiaochi to remove 10 bullets from the artillery ammunition belt.

The capacity of this cabinet seems to be quite large, but until you are sure whether there is a limit to the storage space, you should try to choose valuable garbage for recycling.

The 20mm bullet disassembled in the blink of an eye.

Now Fang Ming finally understood why the machine gun on top of Shelter 2737 was so weak.

This 20mm caliber ammunition is indeed made of black powder.

No wonder, the last time Xia Xiaochi went to Shelter 2737, Fang Ming saw them transporting sulfur.

Resources are scarce in the end times, and it is rare to have a shelter that can make its own ammunition. At this time, there is really no way to choose materials.

But Fang Ming didn't mind.

After tinkering with it for a whole morning, he produced 50 9mm bullets using a small modular production workshop.

His finger gently slid across the screen.

Fang Ming successfully loaded the bullets into his drone base station.

A son will never despise his father's poverty.

The honeycomb-shaped base station responded quickly and distributed ammunition to the 18 fighter jets.

Getting ready for a test flight happily.

Turning his head, Fang Ming heard the sound of an engine running near him.