Apocalypse Lord

In the conference room, a team member was reporting in a deep voice.

"Boss, there are currently 242 pieces of equipment in the warehouse. Among them are 63 pieces in white, 141 pieces in blue, and 38 pieces in purple. There are also **** pieces of flour, **** pieces of rice, **** pieces of linen, **** pieces of bandages..."

Tian Zhehan's expression was solemn, his expression solemn.

After the report, the team members sat down consciously.

The second person stood up, "In the fish pond, a total of 311 crucian carp, 242 silver carp, 167 grass carp, and 82 herring were raised."

When it was the third person's turn, she said, "Now the team has two major sources of income. One is to mine in caves, and the other is to fish in the sea."

"The mined ore will be sold in the evening, and the ingredients will be purchased through various channels. In addition to eating the caught marine fish, they can also be sold."

"According to the instructions of the team leader, the stall does not accept currency transactions, only bartering. These days, many equipment and cards have been exchanged. Even if the wood workshop and blacksmith shop lack materials and the goods are no longer sold, the team can support a period of time. time."

"The fresh fish in the fish ponds were originally intended to be sold, but unfortunately the territories have been short of food recently. According to the command of the group leader, one fish was not sold and continued to be kept in the fish pond. However, in this way, a large amount of feed is needed every day. Not to mention the extra expense out of thin air, it will quickly consume the hoarded materials."

As soon as the words were spoken, the teammates frowned, and all showed distress.

Recently, a tense atmosphere has lingered in Lingyun City. Many people can't tell what happened, but there is an inexplicable sense of urgency.

Driven by the pressure, the residents spontaneously hoarded food. It seems that this is the only way to relieve the anxiety in my heart.

What happens in summer, autumn, and winter when spring is so tormented?

Hoarding goods hoarding goods hoarding goods, how many supplies do you have to hoard before you think it's okay and you can stop?

No one can answer.

Stocking up has become instinct.

Some people think it's simple. Hoard more items, more items, the more the better.

...In other words, there is no end, no satisfaction.

The meeting room was terribly quiet.

The deputy commander coughed slightly, "There are too many fresh fish in the fish ponds, and it is not cost-effective to keep them. Either barter for rice and flour, or kill and pickle them to make salted fish. Given that there are very few fish on the market today. Players are willing to trade rice and flour, and I personally prefer to salvage, slaughter, and store them as salted fish."

Tian Zhehan remained silent, and said after a long time, "It's OK, do as he said."

The taste of marinated salted fish is more than a little worse, but it has a long shelf life. The current situation is unclear, so it is natural to prepare for the worst.

**

"Quick! Set the fire and take it away in one wave!"

There was a loud shout, and countless skills hit the BOSS. It shook its body, fell powerlessly, and the dropped items appeared.

"Captain, how do you divide the spoils?" The members looked at the material, very enthusiastic.

In the past, equipment and skill cards were always the most popular items. But now, game materials, especially cooking game materials, are newcomers.

Some experts even bluntly said that if they want to invite them to join the group, they must first select the game materials when assigning them.

What can others do? Of course it was agreed.

The dropped items were scattered all over the place, and the captain's eyes showed a hint of joy, "According to the pre-arranged agreement, Yuan Mao picks it first."

The others looked envious, but there was no trace of dissatisfaction. Obviously he recognized Yuan Mao's contribution and was willing to obey the captain's safety.

Yuan Mao didn't know what politeness was, so he went straight to pick up the fallen items, and finally took two pieces of super-thick pork belly, one finger long and three fingers wide.

The captain had a painful expression, and he was tempted, "Don't you know how to cook? It's useless to pick pork belly?"

Yuan Mao was confident, "Chop it up and put it in the pot, and cook the porridge directly."

team leader,"……"

Pick wild vegetables can be chopped and put in a pot to stew porridge.

After picking up the meat, you can chop it up and put it in the pot to stew the porridge.

Looking at it this way, porridge is really a good thing, especially suitable for men, living alone, and players who are not good at cooking.

Yuan Mao finished picking up the trophy and put it in his storage backpack.

Seeing that the opponent was determined to choose pork belly and would never change his mind, the captain said helplessly, "Next, Guo Qing."

Guo Qing had spotted the goal a long time ago. Hearing the captain yelling his name, he strode forward without saying anything, and pocketed three pieces of adult fist-sized tenderloin.

What is the use of hunting and dropping ingredients? There is no turn to choose by yourself!

The others in the team were envious, and tears couldn't help but flow from the corners of their mouths.

"The third one, Shi Yanyan." The captain announced.

Shi Yanyan's eyes patrolled back and forth between Yuan Mao and Guo Qing, and she didn't want to challenge the prize in the past.

"Hurry up, and quickly divide the drop." The captain looked up at the sky and urged, "If you are lucky, you will encounter edible plants during the hunt. You can collect them separately."

"I said long ago that the dropped items are allocated according to the contribution degree, and the player with the highest contribution degree has the priority to choose. The resources are based on their own ability, and whoever gets it is whoever gets it."

"If anyone is dissatisfied, try their best to improve their own strength and grab the priority of selection."

......The two are first-class equipped and super-skilled, how could she catch up for a while?

Shi Yanyan sighed silently and resigned herself to step forward.

**

At dusk, the sea was crowded with people.

The waves crashed on the beach, and some small fish and shells were washed ashore. It was too late to say that it was fast, and several players fancy the same goal and scrambled one after another.

"I got it!" one person shouted excitedly.

Although other people feel regret, they are not discouraged. They cheered up and waited quietly for the next competition.

A player carried a harpoon and went to the shallow water to fish.

Hold your breath and carefully search for the traces of marine fish. When the target was found, the harpoon snapped. When picked up again, a live fish appeared in the front section of the harpoon.

There are also people who have a harpoon for more than ten times without catching the fish. They are angry and want to scold their mother, "Is there a problem with this harpoon? Inferior quality?"

In the middle of defamation, someone carried the wooden barrel and swiped, even the sea fish brought the sea water, and the barrel was full.

Others took the fishing net and cast it lightly. When the nets are closed, there are not only fish and shrimps, but also algae.

The players who bought the harpoon were very upset: With so many ways to fish, why did they choose the most difficult one? Now it's good, the equipment is bought, but the fish is not caught. He stands here like a wood, looking stupid...

The sky gradually darkened.

The people who wandered on the shore hesitated to leave.

At this moment, their ideas are surprisingly consistent-more food in stock, a little more sense of security. Never return to the city until night. The poor are counting on part-time jobs to subsidize their families, so that they can have a meal if they are diligent!

**

After getting acquainted with the rhythm of spring, the residents found that although the life was difficult, they could barely survive through gritted teeth.

Just persevering day by day, on the 270th day, the player's eyes were full of tears, thinking that the dawn was about to be seen. Unexpectedly, on the 271st day, the upper right corner displayed, "Spring, disaster day."

"What about the 30 days of spring, 20 disaster days, and 10 peace days?" The player was distraught.

"Is the system bug? It's been 21 days, why is it still a disaster day!"

"No? Not even a chance to breathe?"

"Will it be epic difficulty for the third year, and disasters throughout the year?"

Hearing the last guess, the player's eyes went black and he really cried, "Spicy chicken game! If you don't kill us, you won't be reconciled!!"

No matter how they scolded, the system didn't respond.

It was only the 272th day, the disaster day.

The 273rd day was a disaster day.

Day 274, the day of disaster.

...

Real oppression is to make people perish in an atmosphere of silence and depression.

The pressure of life is huge, and many players can't breathe. Usually only by cursing the game, can you relax for a moment.

But even so, the population of Lingyun City is still declining.

The 280th day.

[Woodworking Workshop is upgraded to level 3. 】

[The area is increased, the studio is expanded, and up to 10 employees can be hired. 】

Yunling looks at the territory panel.

【Inhabitable population: 30000】

[Existing residents: 6215 (497 temporary residents)]

[Unlockable buildings: 13]

【Existing Building: 12】

【Existing building details:

Warehouse (Level 3): Omitted.

Mission Hall (Level 3): Omitted.

Woodworking Workshop (Level 3): Omitted.

Tailor Shop (Level 3): Omitted.

Residential (level 3): omitted.

Protective cover (level 3): omitted.

Restaurant (Level 3): Omitted.

Ice storehouse (level 3): Omitted.

Farmland (Level 3): Omitted.

Blacksmith's shop (level 3): Omitted.

Bazaar (Level 3): Omitted.

Pier (Level 3): Omitted. 】

All three levels, neatly arranged, greatly pleased Yunling.

She flipped through the panel back and forth, feeling unspeakable satisfaction in her heart.

"There are still three seasons. The game is over, and the game will be counted for 90 days." Yunling's eyes were firm and determined to face the challenge bravely.

**

The 281th day.

When I woke up in the morning, the person was still confused, and a system prompt came into sight.

[Congratulations to the players for successfully passing the third year of spring. 】

[You get a clearance reminder. 】

[The third year is the year of disasters, and disaster days throughout the year. 】

After seeing the text and understanding the meaning of it, Yunling became sober.

"Bad premonitions always come true..." She looked helpless.

On the first day of summer, the temperature rose significantly, and the hot people were sweaty and uncomfortable.

Early in the morning, Yunling made himself a bowl of mung bean soup to cool off the heat.

"The temperature can't rise anymore," she muttered as she ate, "Last year was enough toss, can you live no matter how high the temperature is?"

While talking, I remembered Lu Chuan and You Qingwen, planning to send NPCs to deliver ice drinks and ice cubes later.

At 8 o'clock, the expedition set out from the territory on time.

Life players are busy, carrying water, weaving hats, weaving hats, and fishing.

Some people are also responsible for cooking, under the **** of their teammates, carrying wooden buckets to fetch water by the stream.

When she walked to the stream, the woman was stunned and asked hesitantly, "Is the stream narrowing? Why did I see something wrong?"

"Isn't it still the stream? What can be different?" The teammates guarded the surroundings, their expressions were a little nervous, and couldn't help urging them, "I can't help you. Don't be slow, move swiftly."

The woman thought it was her own delusion, but she didn't think much about it, and returned to the city after hitting a bucket full of water.

At the same time, Yunling caught a glimpse of somewhere out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but stop, "Why are there no mountain streams here?"

She clearly remembered that from the beginning of the game, there was water flowing through here, forming a mountain stream. How come all of a sudden, say no? !

Thinking that the third year is a year of disaster, an ominous premonition faintly rises in my heart.

"Maybe it's a coincidence?" Pang Yu guessed.

Yunling: "The first day of summer? A coincidence?"

Pang Yu couldn't even convince himself, so he didn't say anything.

"Unfortunately, the third year of summer is really a drought..." Yunling felt extremely heavy, "then it will be troublesome."