Diamond Pickaxe (Defective)

This time, Shen Jin didn't drill into the wrong spot. He emerged directly from beneath the Haima Security Supplies Store.

Before the groundhog surfaced, it naturally had to probe back and forth.

However, Shen Jin had improved his "Qilin Arm Rapid Throwing Aerial Vision-Scouting Method," upgrading it to version 2.0.

The instant he dug out the Dirt or tiles overhead, he blocked the opening with a thick piece of hollow glass.

That way, he could observe what was happening above through the glass from below.

And since Zombies had lost their sense of sight, glass was extremely effective at blocking sound and smell—far better than Dirt.

This allowed Shen Jin to observe freely from below while the Zombies remained completely unaware.

At most, they only felt themselves suddenly lose balance before steadying themselves again, though the ground beneath their feet had become much more slippery.

Zombie: What the hell just happened?

Shen Jin took a look. Oh! So there were two big Zombies.

One weighed over ninety kilograms, while the other weighed over eighty. Both were standing above him.

Shen Jin said, "No problem!" Then, with a smack, he pulled out his Iron Shovel.

Very fast!

He came in with a rapid right-handed dig and a left-handed bean-scattering soldier summon.

The Zombies defended against all of it! They didn't feel a thing.

In the apocalypse, combat was all about stopping at the right point.

The Zombies sniffed the air, preparing to continue wandering around and basking in the sun.

Shen Jin suddenly dug a huge pit beneath their feet, then smashed the glass.

The Zombies had been careless! They didn't dodge!

They fell straight into the pit on the spot.

Shen Jin said he wanted to apologize to the Zombies. Shen Jin said he'd just been messing around.

Zombie: That didn't look like messing around to me.

Scouting the area, digging a pit, smashing the glass—such a practiced routine. It was obvious he had come prepared.

A young man, with no martial ethics, came to deceive and ambush two old Zombies who had been undead for over ninety days.

Was that okay? That was not okay.

I advise this young man to reflect on himself properly and take care of his tail.

Don't make such clever little mistakes again!

In the apocalypse, harmony was precious. One had to have martial ethics. Don't engage in underground pit fighting, thank you.

"What are you two babbling about? I can't understand a word."

Shen Jin used a Grand Earth Burial Technique to bury the two Zombies underground.

"Rustle, rustle~"

When Shen Jin crawled out from underground, his iron armor clanked loudly.

Fortunately, the shop's rolling shutter was closed, so the Zombies outside wouldn't spot him immediately.

Shen Jin held a Dirt model in his hand as he patrolled the room, ready at any moment to set up real-time tower defense and trap Zombies.

Fortunately, although the shop was fairly large—over a hundred square meters—it had an open layout to display all kinds of security supplies.

There should only have been those two employees in security uniforms left.

"But can someone fucking tell me where everything on the shelves went???"

As far as the eye could see, there was nothing!

"After the apocalypse arrived, security supplies like security batons, police stun batons, self-defense pepper spray, defensive flashlights, walkie-talkies, warm clothing, and so on were all in high demand. Anyone with even a little survival skill would grab some for protection."

But Shen Jin hadn't expected the entire store to have been emptied out.

He only wanted two walkie-talkies! One for himself and one for his little niece.

With a sigh, Shen Jin decided to try his luck on the second floor. At the very least, he could take something with him.

If worse came to worst, the shelves seemed to be made of iron.

He could toss them into a furnace after returning and get at least a few iron ingots out of them.

The stairs from the first floor to the second were a simple iron-frame structure. Shen Jin tested them with his foot, and they were quite sturdy.

Iron Ingots +N.

The entrance to the second floor was secured by a keypad door.

"Nice. Very security."

Shen Jin discovered that the keypad door had already been locked. It showed that the maximum number of input attempts had been exceeded, and it had automatically locked down.

The doorknob bore many marks from blunt impacts and sharp prying tools, along with even scratches from a hacksaw.

Someone had clearly put in quite a bit of effort here.

Shen Jin took out his Iron Pickaxe, preparing to break open the second-floor door. If the people before him hadn't managed to get in, there might still be good stuff inside.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

When the Iron Pickaxe struck the door, no cracks appeared. Instead, the pickaxe's durability plummeted wildly.

"Hiss~ This is an alloy door. The Iron Pickaxe is made of much inferior material."

This was what happened when a tool's material was inferior to that of the object being mined—the durability would decrease massively.

Shen Jin put away the Iron Pickaxe and pulled a collector's-edition pickaxe from his inventory.

Item Name: Diamond Pickaxe (Defective)

Durability: 924/1500

Trait: A small amount of diamonds is attached to the surface of an iron pickaxe, greatly increasing its hardness and allowing it to mine higher-quality materials, but its durability is relatively low.

Enchantment: None

Don't ask Shen Jin why he didn't use diamonds to make a premium Diamond Pickaxe.

He couldn't afford it!

Fuck the system!

In Minecraft, diamonds looked about the size of an egg. In reality, they weighed 0.68 kilograms!

One diamond = 0.68 kg.

As for how he got that number, Shen Jin had a formula:

Given that diamonds had a density of 3.52 g/cm, and a Diamond Block synthesized by the system measured one cubic meter, that meant one Diamond Block weighed 3,520 kg.

One Diamond Block was crafted from nine "small diamond blocks," and one small diamond block was crafted from nine stacks of sixty-four "diamonds." In other words, it took 5,184 diamonds to craft one Diamond Block.

By that calculation, one diamond had a net weight of 0.68 kg!

Shen Jin was blown away!

Other people sold diamonds by the carat. Meanwhile, he started off with one that weighed over a pound!

If you added up every diamond in all the jewelry stores in the entire city, would there even be a pound's worth?

When he had first obtained the system, Shen Jin had excitedly wanted to make himself a full set of diamond gear.

After doing the math, his blood pressure shot up, and he nearly passed out.

But who would have thought!

Shen Jin had eventually gathered enough for one diamond. He had traveled through every nearby gold shop and diamond store, enduring countless hardships to collect thirty grams.

Then, along with two pounds of diamond fragments he found in a shipping container at the docks, he finally synthesized one diamond.

Diamonds depended on quality. The ones sold in gold shops and diamond stores were premium goods, bright enough to blind people when worn.

As for tiny diamond fragments, they could only be used for simple edging or industrial purposes.

With that bag of diamond fragments, Shen Jin finally splurged and made a defective Diamond Pickaxe.

Actually, it was mainly for mining valuable and hard materials.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Even with the Diamond Pickaxe, it took quite a while to smash a square opening through the alloy door.

"Roar! Woo~ Wah!"

A Zombie roared from beside the door. It seemed to have been lying in ambush for a long time!

Fortunately, the hole Shen Jin had opened was in the lower half of the door and was only one meter high.

The Zombie could smell a human, but because of its height and its own stiff muscles, it was stuck behind the door, kicking wildly.

"Biu~"

Shen Jin threw out a stone block and sealed the gap, but the Zombie inside still did not stop attacking.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The force of its blows against the door was tremendous. Stone dust shook loose from the block sealing the lower opening, and the already damaged alloy door began to tremble.

"Hiss~ What the fuck kind of strength is that? Is it even human?"

Right, Zombies had stopped being human long ago. Professor Liu, the sociology master, had explained it yesterday.

Strength-Enhanced Zombie!

Oh no! The bastard inside was definitely a Strength-Enhanced Zombie!

On the third floor of Wanyu Group, Balding Director Wang was holding binoculars and conducting his usual patrol of the streets when he noticed something unusual.

"Strange. Look, why are all the Zombies on the street gathering around Haima Security?"

"Really? Could there be living people there too?"

At this moment, Lu Qiang had already entered Shang Qian's room.