Real Players of the Department of Life

Chapter 4 character panel display! !
Jing Shuo woke up, although he had only slept for less than four hours, but when he got up from the ground, the tiredness and laziness were no longer on his face.

He found a thick coat and put it on, then walked to the workbench in the room full of metal scraps he and Zhang Cishun picked up from the garbage dump, and glanced at the electronic watch he had repaired by himself.

"Is it already twelve o'clock..."

The heavy rain outside has not stopped yet, and Zhang Cishun has returned at this time in the past.

But today...

"Maybe it's because of the heavy rain."

Jing Shuo murmured, pulled away the chair made of various kinds of wood in front of the workbench and sat down.

Then, after arranging all kinds of maintenance tools skillfully, he picked up the scrap board that has been repaired in recent days and started working.

Except for the treasures that gold diggers retrieve from garbage dumps, most of them are sent to black shops for recycling, in exchange for credits to buy daily necessities.

But since it is recycling, there must be a price difference.

Putting aside pure metal or other material items, just talking about these metal components, most of them that can be sent to the garbage dump are waste.If the pure waste is directly sent for recycling, in terms of price, some of them are not as high as pure metal.

But if the function is normal, even if it is used at a minimum, the price will increase by more than ten times.

And this is what Jing Shuo is good at.

In the whole room, there is only a patchwork of low-light lights flickering in front of the workbench. This light was also repaired by Jing Shuo with the garbage he picked up.

You can't expect the powerful lighting efficiency of this piece of garbage. It can only provide low light, the kind of light intensity that is not much stronger than a candle flame.And it flashes from time to time, like a breathing light.

Probably the only benefit of it is that you don't need to use credits to buy energy.

It only needs to be exposed to the sun for a day, and the energy storage transformed by solar energy is enough for half a night.

"Crack-"

The sound of a machine spring turning came from behind.

Jing Shuo stood up almost as soon as he heard the sound, turned half sideways, and stared at the door, like a frightened cat.

"..."

Zhang Cishun was the one who walked in through the door.

Feng Yu greedily poured into the room through the crack in the door he pushed open, but was quickly turned away by Zhang Cishun.

Zhang Cishun didn't expect that Jing Shuo hadn't rested at this time, and when he saw him standing in front of the workbench, he was obviously taken aback.

"I am back."

He opened his mouth.

As he spoke, he placed the well-protected bag under his raincoat on the workbench.

This is his trophy today.

Jing Shuo did not directly open the bag to criticize Zhang Cishun as usual, but frowned slightly.

He is a normal person. He lives in the downtown area and works in a garbage dump. He has long been accustomed to the smell of the garbage dump.But when Zhang Cishun pushed the door open today, what he brought in was not only the earthy smell from the heavy rain and the complex smell of the garbage dump, but also a smell that irritated his nerves.

Bloody smell.

"You are hurt?"

Zhang Cishun nodded, and then realized that Jing Shuo might not have seen his nod, so he hummed again.

"Meet... Ma monkey..." Zhang Cishun took off his raincoat and wet shoes, and told Jing Shuo what happened when he came back.

He didn't say much about the specifics of the battle, he just said that he met the mahout and then had a conflict and killed him himself.

The smell of blood on his body was partly that of Ma Monkey, and partly his own.

Zhang Cishun's injuries were not caused by the monkey, but abrasions caused by grasping the steel bar too hard.

It didn't look like a serious injury, but it wasn't.

Not to mention the rust on the steel bars and the viruses and bacteria carried in the working environment of the garbage dump, just mentioning the various pathogenic sources hidden in the rainwater, if not dealt with, it is enough for Zhang Cishun to drink. The pot is gone.

This is a post-apocalyptic wasteland. You really can't expect how clean the rainwater in this world is.Today's torrential rain is not acid rain, it is already very thankful.

Zhang Cishun sat down by the door, his body relaxed for a long time.After taking off his wet shoes, he only felt relieved.The only problem is...it's a little cold.

"By the way, the watch is for you." Zhang Cishun reached out and took off the watch.

Then he reached into his arms and took out the watch that belonged to Zuo Ling.

"Look what this is? Now we have two wristwatches."

What does it mean to have a watch?It means that they have the right to choose another way of life.Even if the other way of life is to be sent to the factory by a black intermediary as a coolie to be exploited.

But Jing Shuo's attention was not here. After searching on the workbench for a while, he finally found some alcohol for cleaning and disinfecting electronic components.

Then he took it and walked up to Zhang Cishun with the dim light.

"..."

The corners of Zhang Cishun's mouth twitched, and when he looked at the alcohol in Jing Shuo's hand, many bad memories suddenly filled his mind.

"Where is the injury?"

"I don't think I need it for the time being..." Zhang Cishun said.

But the obvious problem is that he can't refuse.

Jing Shuo looked at Zhang Cishun's injury and breathed a sigh of relief. It was much lighter than he expected.But the problem still cannot be underestimated. The medical clinic in Xiacheng District is not open 24 hours a day. If you want to go to the medical clinic for professional treatment, you have to wait until at least tomorrow morning, that is to say... seven or eight hours later.

Of course, if the doctors at the clinic are happy today, maybe six hours will be enough.

There was no such thing as professional cotton swabs, so Jing Shuo chose a very rough treatment method, that is - dumping!
Clean and transparent alcohol trickled out from the mouth of the bottle. Zhang Cishun had closed his eyes, but his whole body was still shaken by the sudden severe pain. He stretched out his right hand, which was grabbed by Jing Shuo, and tried desperately to pull it back. , but Jing Shuo, a 12-year-old boy, has grown much stronger than Zhang Cishun for some unknown reason.

When Jing Shuo finished treating the wound, Zhang Cishun was already covered in beads of sweat.

Jing Shuo was really rude, Zhang Cishun used all the remaining alcohol in the bottle.

"Don't rest tonight. If you feel anything wrong with your body, tell me immediately. And..."

"Okay, I know. After all, it's not the first time." Zhang Cishun interrupted Jing Shuo's prepared tirade and said with a smile.

"That's good." Jing Shuo nodded, and finally his eyes looked at the two watches held by Zhang Cishun in his left hand.

One was ugly looking, with exposed fly lines and inner plates, and it was his.

The other one looks great, with just a crack on the screen.

Jing Shuo put the flying wire version of the watch on his body, then picked up the other one and looked at it.

"Is this from a no-nosed monkey?" he asked.

"No..." Zhang Cishun explained its origin.

Jing Shuo didn't ask any more questions after listening to it for a while. After all, it was just a corpse that appeared in the garbage dump, how strange it could be.

"It seems that there is no problem, but..." Jing Shuo reached out and flicked the broken screen lightly, "I have to check it, if there is no problem, I will replace the screen for you, and then you can wear it."

Zhang Cishun has nothing to do.

Seeing Jing Shuo returned to the workbench with a dim light and sat down, he mobilized his thoughts and clicked on his personal information through the system.

Compared with waiting for the trial of time, it can show its current state more intuitively.

"Name: Zhang Cishun

Race: human

Age: 24
Status: satiety: 34%; minor injury (bruised hand; treated; inhibiting healing speed); cold; fatigue; pain → numbness; wet;
General experience: 0
Characteristics: night vision; dexterity; faster comprehension; quick learning; insomnia; easily startled; (fluctuates according to the user's current state.)
Occupation: Coder; Hacker; Junior Repairman; Scavengers; (Unlock the corresponding occupation after the relevant skills reach the required level.)
General skills:
Programming language: lv4 (9w/10w)

Advanced cryptography: lv4 (5w/10w)

Network information technology: lv4 (7w/10w)

Reverse engineering: lv5 (10w/100w)

Mathematics: lv5 (3w/100w)

Physics: lv3 (66/1w)

Chemistry: LV2 (38/1000)

Materials science: lv1 (83/100)

Electronic circuit science: lv2 (418/1000)

Professional skills: (When professional skills and general skills overlap, the professional skills will overwrite the general skills and will not be displayed twice.)
Coder—Computer language proficiency: lv4; software engineering development and application: lv4; data structure and algorithm: lv4
Hacking - basic knowledge and principles: lv4; data intrusion: lv3; data protection: lv2; social engineering: lv3
Junior Maintenance Technician - Mechanical Maintenance: lv2;

Scavenger - Lockpicking lv2; Elementary Medical Care: lv1
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A large series of panel data instantly occupied Zhang Cishun's field of vision, most of which were skill lists. He searched the status with his eyes to confirm that he did not see any negative status such as poisoning, fever, infection, etc. , he was relieved.

In the characteristic column, there is an additional negative characteristic of 'easy to be frightened' than in memory, which is obviously caused by tonight's special experience.

According to experience, this temporary negative state will not last long.

As for other information, he just glanced at it and turned it off.

The room is quiet, only the small sound of Jing Shuo using tools.

Zhang Cishun stood up obediently, walked to the workbench, stood beside Jing Shuo, and watched his operation quietly.

Jing Shuo didn't even raise his head, obviously he was used to Zhang Cishun's behavior.

But what he didn't know was that at this time, messages in Zhang Cishun's system were slowly but continuously starting to beat.

"Studying...gained material science experience: 1."

"Learning...acquired experience in electronic circuits: 1."

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(End of this chapter)