Chapter 160 Wasteland Scavengers

After checking his mechanical watch several times, Yan Xu, who was a little irritated, finally confirmed that he had only been in this world for more than an hour, but his mental fatigue made him feel as if only a day had passed.

"What a terrible world." Yan Xu drank some salt water through the straw in his helmet and said in a melancholy tone. He had never hoped so devoutly in his heart that he would never see this scene in the modern world.

Before the sky grew darker, Yan Xu finally found a ruin.

Although he did not see a complete building or any signs of human life, Yan Xu still locked the car, holding a Mauser pistol in one hand and a short double-barreled shotgun in the other, and began his first exploration of the wasteland.

Human creations were not as solid as imagined. There were collapsed buildings, rotten furniture, and fragments of various daily necessities everywhere, but it was impossible to tell what they were. The only way to confirm from the letters was that he was not in the East.

As for human remains, some remains can be seen occasionally, but it is difficult to tell whether they belong to humans or animals.

Yan Xu had killed many people, but he was not perverted enough to do a dissection, nor had he ever cleaned up a battlefield, so he really didn't know what human bones looked like, at least he couldn't tell from the fragments alone.

Maybe something could be found from the fresh internal organs, but unfortunately it had been too long and they had either been completely decomposed or eaten by some creatures, so Yan Xu got almost nothing.

The reason why he said he got almost nothing is because he found a pile of garbage, and garbage is the material needed by the Doomsday Base to recruit wasteland scavengers.

Unlike the Japanese system, the Doomsday Base System does not require food for recruitment, but luck points and all kinds of garbage.

For example, the most basic wasteland scavenger requires 5 luck points and one ton of garbage.

Although the recruitment conditions were a bit strange, Yan Xu, who was tired of being alone, still chose to summon. Besides, with the two worlds of Japan and the late Qing Dynasty as a stable source of luck and incense, there was no need to be so stingy.

Soon the garbage in front of him shook, and then a scavenger who almost merged with the garbage crawled out from it.

The skinny wasteland scavenger wore an old gas mask, a tattered cloak, and carried a not-so-easy-to-use single-shot nail gun and a flashlight that sometimes worked and sometimes didn't. He had an authentic wasteland style.

Unfortunately, their fighting power is almost non-existent, not much better than the Japanese farmers.

"Go find something useful, and see if there are any living people." Yan Xu was no longer surprised by the system's sudden change of living people, so he gave the order casually.

The silent wasteland scavenger nodded, and in the blink of an eye he blended into the surrounding ruins. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't tell where he was.

In fact, the movements of the wasteland scavengers are not fast, but they make good use of the terrain and ruins to conceal their bodies as much as possible, making it difficult for people to discover them. This is the skill that allows the wasteland scavengers to survive in the doomsday.

In addition to recruiting wasteland scavengers, the Doomsday Base System also has construction functions, which also require the consumption of luck points and garbage, such as scrap metal huts.

With five points of luck and a pile of scrap metal that the wasteland scavengers had just picked up, a low and dim scrap metal hut appeared in front of Yan Xu.

I pushed the tin hut and found it was unexpectedly sturdy. At least it wouldn't be blown down by the wind. However, Yan Xu came out just after he went in.

It's okay that I can't stretch my body, because there are gaps everywhere, and when the wind blows, it sounds like the soundtrack of a haunted house. The smell is so damn good, so good that Yan Xu would rather sleep in the car.

But it’s not a waste, I’m sure wasteland scavengers will like it.

He recruited two more wasteland scavengers and asked them to stand guard outside and knock on the car door if there was anything. Then Yan Xu returned to the car with peace of mind. He had seen enough of the wasteland outside. Because of the huge power of the diesel engine, the entire Sibuxiang was covered with thin steel plates. Opening the steel door behind the cab was the rear compartment, which was similar to an RV, but without so many living facilities, because there was not so much space to waste, and it was all used to carry supplies.

Yan Xu walked in and turned on the light, and the battery-powered light bulb illuminated the car.

There are welded shelves on both sides of the not-so-large carriage, and all items on them have been reinforced so that they will not fall off due to shaking.

The heavier water and diesel were fixed at the bottom layer, bucket by bucket.

In the middle are food and weapons packed in boxes, and they are marked on the outside for easy access.

The upper layer is for lighter sundries, such as clothing and medicines.

Yan Xu opened the food box, took out a package at random, then propped up the bunk bed fixed in the middle of the shelf and sat on it.

After taking off his helmet, Yan Xu couldn't help but let out a long sigh. It was really too stuffy, but he didn't dare to expose his skin easily, let alone breathe. After all, the beeping sound never stopped. If he inhaled the radioactive dust, even if he stepped into the extraordinary realm, he couldn't say that he was completely immune.

After taking a few breaths and untying the heavy lead-coated armor, Yan Xu finally felt in the mood to open the package and prepare to eat.

In order to make it easier to eat, Yan Xu specially packed several kinds of food together, almost like military rations, trying to make it nutritionally balanced.

However, due to his huge appetite, ordinary military rations were completely unable to meet his needs, so his main food was specially made beef jerky.

Select the best beef, cut it into chunks of about one pound, marinate it, and then smoke and roast it into jerky two fingers wide.

This kind of jerky that makes a clacking sound when knocked is very hard. You need to moisten it with saliva first, and then slowly tear the meat into pieces and chew it with your teeth. However, the more you chew it, the more fragrant it becomes, and it is rich in nutrients.

Although the jerky was hard enough to be used as a dagger after being polished, for Yan Xu it was not much harder than a Snickers bar, so he just chewed it in big bites.

After eating five pieces of dried meat, five compressed biscuits, and a piece of compressed vegetable that tasted terrible, Yan Xu unscrewed a bottle of water and drank it slowly, enjoying the satisfying feeling of his stomach slowly filling up.

Only he dared to eat like this. Most people would not even have time to go to the hospital for emergency treatment after eating it. It was just like in his previous life, he saw someone on the Internet who accidentally ate a bag of compressed black fungus. As a result, his mouth was full of black fungus after drinking water. He didn't even have time to vomit and his toilet was blocked. It is estimated that after being sent to the hospital, he will become one of the enduring legends and be often mentioned by people.

While Yan Xu was resting, the first recruited wasteland scavenger was still exploring the ruins, but not on the ground, but underground, that is, in the sewer.

With a ding, the iron nail ejected by the powerful spring successfully pierced through the head of a mouse two meters away that was bigger than a cat. After a complicated and twisted death struggle, the mutant mouse weighing more than ten kilograms finally died. Only its long and thin tail was still shaking slightly, proving that it still wanted to live.

Unfortunately, its death was already certain, as all its companions around it had gone into hiding.

The used wasteland scavenger took out a wooden stick and poked it hard into the iron pipe. When the spring compressed and got stuck, he loaded another iron nail into the pipe.

This thing is the only self-defense weapon for wasteland scavengers. It can eject an iron nail with tetanus and many viruses. It is quite powerful and can penetrate a half-inch thick hardwood board within two meters. Even if a person does not die, he will be severely tortured by the enchantment.

It's a pity that it can only be fired once, and reloading is rather troublesome.

(End of this chapter)