Chapter 6 Idle Profits
Opening the game warehouse, Fang Heng got out of it.
I’m so hungry.
Obviously he had eaten a boiled egg in the game before, but in reality Fang Heng felt even hungrier.
Opening the refrigerator, Fang Heng found two rows of instant noodles neatly arranged inside.
The unmistakable braised beef flavor.
“You are awesome.”
Fang Heng said and silently took out a pack.
In his previous life, Fang Heng didn't have any mysophobia, but he still felt uncomfortable living in such a messy room.
After filling his stomach, Fang Heng cleaned the room while recalling the memory of this body.
He has been hiding in the cabin since he broke up with his ex-girlfriend and was kicked out of the gaming club.
The strange thing is that he still can't remember why he chose to commit suicide over this body.
Even many things that happened in the game club in the past are vaguely remembered.
And my ex-girlfriend.
What is her name?
Fang Heng was a little distracted looking at a group photo posted on the refrigerator.
The woman in the photo has long hair and fair skin, giving people a girl-next-door feel.
Fang Heng felt heartache for no reason.
Forget it, don’t think about it, we’ve already broken up anyway.
After eating a bowl of instant noodles to fill his stomach, Fang Heng looked at the arrears on his phone and smiled bitterly.
"Watch it, brother, I won't take your body for nothing, I will make your ex-girlfriend regret dumping you!"
After a long day, Fang Heng said in a daze, very Go to sleep soon.
......
In the game, Liao Bufan, Jimmy, and the other three looked at each other.
From initial surprise, to shock, to disbelief...
Now they are completely numb.
Among the three, Liao Bufan looked the most miserable.
Since Fang Heng left, a zombie came back almost every few minutes, stood in front of Fang Heng's bed, and piled the collected supplies on the ground one by one.
Up to now, the number of survival materials piled up in front of Fang Heng's bed is as high as one person.
Liao Bufan could see clearly that there were more than five or six potatoes in the pile of supplies, and most of the five or six bird eggs were crushed by the clumsy zombies.
But Liao Bufan felt very distressed.
"Liu Lin, I think I was deceived by you. Didn't you say that food is hard to get? Can I regret it now?"
"No, you are still not a man. "?"
Liu Lin rolled her eyes at him, and she also felt angry.
Obviously she had noticed something was wrong with Fang Heng's talent and skills at that time, so why didn't she take the initiative and ask for cooperation directly, or give him a few potatoes as a sign of goodwill!
"Alas!"
Liao Bufan let out a long sigh.
Why did he sell himself for half a potato in the first place?
......
Before two o'clock in the morning, the alarm woke Fang Heng from his sleep.
Fang Heng rubbed his face.
Get up, get dressed, and get into the game.
"Fang Heng, you're finally here, I'm going to bed first."
In the game, Liao Bufan weakly stretched out his hand to say hello to Fang Heng.
Ever since Jimmy and Liu Lin went offline, Liao Bufan has been yawning while watching Fang Heng's zombie clones transporting supplies back and forth.
The mental impact was huge.
Looking at Liao Bufan's red and swollen eyes, Fang Heng said subconsciously, "Oh, okay, thank you for your hard work. Leave the rest to me."
Liao Bufan showed an aggrieved look. He squirmed his lips to say something, then sighed and lay down on the bed silently.
What's going on? What's wrong with him?
You were fine when you were offline, why do you look half-dead now?
Fang Heng muttered softly, turned his head and looked at it, and couldn't help but be stunned.
Good guy! The supplies beside the bed were piled as high as two people.
Several potatoes were squashed, bird eggs were crushed, egg liquid flowed all over the floor, and glass bottles were broken all over the floor...
Okay.
Fang Heng thought about the process of the zombies transporting supplies.
Zombies' brains don't work very well. They can only accept simple instructions. After collecting supplies, they don't know how to distinguish the types and keep piling them up.
Fang Heng scratched his head. He dug out a few squashed potatoes from the pile of supplies, put them on a branch and roasted them while opening the game log to check.
[During the time you were offline, your zombie group collected firewood*412, pebbles*298, firewood*420, empty glass bottles*7, and glass bottles filled with turbid sewage* 2 , clean mineral water*3, broken glass*1, scraps*61, potatoes*12, nails*6, canned fruits*2...]
However, in terms of material collection, the zombie clones did a pretty good job. good!
There are so many extra supplies all at once, and it’s a bit troublesome to deal with them.
Fang Heng chuckled and patted his forehead.
"The troubles of happiness."
[Tip: You have completed the baked potatoes*3, and your cooking skill experience value +4].
I roasted a few potatoes to fill my stomach, and drank two bottles of mineral water to quench my thirst.
After solving the physiological problems of satiety and thirst, Fang Heng began to work.
Fang Heng had not expected that the zombie's 'hang up' skill could be so efficient.
The game has the attribute of carrying weight, so it is impossible for him to put everything into his backpack.
So you need to sort it first and then put the supplies into simple wooden boxes.
It seems that there are a lot of supplies, but they are not enough for the shelter that is about to be built.
Fang Heng clicked on the character attributes page, looked up basic production, and then found the option of simple wooden box in the production category.
The production of a wooden box requires 4 wooden boards and 2 nails, and the wooden boards require a large amount of firewood to be synthesized, or to be made directly from high-grade logs.
The prerequisite for using advanced log production is that the basic production level reaches level 5.
Fang Heng scratched his scalp.
He neither has logs nor does his basic production level reach level 5.
So it can only be synthesized with firewood.
Take your time.
Fang Heng shrugged and began to synthesize wooden boards from 10 pieces of firewood.
After a long one-minute reading, Fang Heng got a wooden board.
[Tip: After you complete the production of the wooden board, your basic production experience value +1].
Is this too slow?
Not only does it take time to create props, but it also consumes the player's energy.
Players have limited energy per day, and the only way to quickly restore energy is by sleeping.
"How about hiring a few people to help me with the production? Ask Liao Bufan, he seems to have the consciousness of a tool man."
Fang Hengzheng was talking to himself, The cabin was pushed away again.
A zombie clone completed Fang Heng's hang-up command. He returned to the small room, walked up to Fang Heng, and piled the materials in his backpack onto the 'hill' one by one.
Facing this group of low-IQ zombies, Fang Heng could only give it another order to pile the supplies in the corner of the cabin.
The zombie then staggered towards the other direction.
"Zombies are good at everything, but their brains are not very smart... After all, they have been upgraded to SSS skills, why are they still so stupid?"
Fang Heng said, suddenly Something came to mind.
He remembered that after upgrading, the current zombie clones can inherit the player's skills. Does that mean...
No way!
Fang Heng thought of something. He rubbed his hands excitedly and gave instructions to the zombies to make a wooden board.
The zombie's eyes were as dull as ever. It walked slowly in front of Fang Heng, and then picked up the firewood placed in front of Fang Heng.
A long reading message appeared above the head.
“Ha! That’s awesome!!!”
Fang Heng clapped his hands excitedly!
This tool man really started making wooden boards!
Fang Heng kept staring at the reading note on the zombie until the zombie finished making the wooden board.
[Tip: Your zombie clone completes the production of the plank].
[Tip: You get wooden board*1].
[Tip: Your basic production skill experience value +1].
“Hahahaha! That’s awesome!”
Fang Heng burst out laughing.
Not only can the clone use skills, his body can also inherit the experience points of the skills!
Get rich, get rich!
Zombies don’t have troublesome things like energy and satiety at all!
As long as the materials are enough, he will have ten clones who can hang up and gain skill experience points 24 hours a day!
For a moment, Fang Heng felt as if he was going to be invincible.
After calming down a little, Fang Heng gave the order to the zombies to continue making wooden boards. He happily ran away and began to sort the materials collected by the zombies. (End of this chapter)