Crazy Manufacturing, the Day Before Last Finally Arrives

It took four trips to haul away the three hundred units of wood, thanks to the transport capacity of the earth tiger and Storage Space.

Su Mo simply piled most of the wood in the empty space of the garage, instantly making the base "full".

At the same time, a system notification was pushed over while Su Mo had some free time.

"Hmm, I lay around all day yesterday and didn't do much. I only gained 301 points, so I have a total of 1873 points now."

With his Survival Points in mind, Su Mo had no immediate plans to spend them.

Having learned from the raid on the Kobold Castle, it's still very necessary to store some Survival Points for emergencies! Currently, the base's development has also entered a bottleneck period.

Whether it's advancing the Technology Tree or promoting the development of the base, the biggest problem cannot be avoided - material reserves!

Without the corresponding materials and underlying technology, it is a pipe dream to develop technologies such as artificial intelligence and nuclear batteries overnight.

At the very least, there should be a fire control system, or at least a computer to control it.

As for creating a computer, after looking at the prices in the system, Su Mo quickly dismissed this dangerous idea.

The technology inside a computer isn't insignificant, but it's not huge either. Components like processor chips, graphics cards, and memory are inexpensive, especially with fully established production lines in Earth's time. You can buy a decent computer for just a few thousand yuan.

But without basic technology, it would take more than 100,000 Survival Points to create a computer purely through crafting!

"It seems that the difficulty and cost of creation are not unfounded, but rather based on some truth."

"It will most likely depend on my current level of technology and living standards. If I could have a production line to manufacture computers, I estimate the price would come down!"

While sitting and recovering his strength, Su Mo picked up the three books on basic subjects that had been opened and began to look through them.

Compared to university textbooks, the books that appeared from the Game Panel were extremely thick; the architecture book alone had a whopping 800 pages.

The book basically covers all the fundamental knowledge from beginner to advanced levels. After reading for a while, Su Mo suddenly felt dizzy and lightheaded.

"Recruiting technical talent Ren Zhong. Otherwise, if I were to learn all this basic knowledge on my own, it would probably take several lifetimes to finish."

Putting down the book, Su Mo suddenly had a clear understanding of himself!

Leadership direction! Technical positions can be left vacant for now, waiting for qualified individuals to be recruited directly. At most, a little food and lodging will be provided, and they can be directly converted into productivity. This is much easier than having to learn the skills yourself.

"Sigh, it still comes down to this: population is the primary driving force for development. I don't know how the protagonists in those novels manage to live so comfortably in the apocalypse. They seem to be able to create all sorts of technology without any prerequisites."

Thinking about how others could easily create nano-armor and research genetic technology, and then looking at the scattered wood chips in front of him, Su Mo felt a sense of helplessness.

"You have advanced technology, I have a workbench. I'll show you what it means for miracles to happen with brute force!"

After cutting ten units of wood, Su Mo returned to his workbench and began to study how to quickly make tools while ensuring both quality and quantity.

The production of an iron axe involves more than just raw materials; various miscellaneous costs must also be factored in.

At the current pace, it would take about 8-10 minutes to make a simple iron axe.

At the same time, longer duration also means greater energy consumption and labor costs.

"Everyone is currently facing the first wave of Snow Disaster, so sales of iron spears and shovels are unlikely to be very good. Iron axes, which can quickly cut down trees, and Iron Pickaxe, which can chisel ore, should sell well."

Having determined the types of items to be made and the production strategy, Su Mo began frantically practicing manufacturing them in large quantities.

What is a sense of accomplishment? Perhaps it comes from the fact that the manufacturing time of the first iron axe has been reduced from eight minutes to seven minutes, then to six minutes, and finally to the five-minute mark.

Or perhaps it's because there were only excellent iron axes, and occasionally, when the crafting process went smoothly, one or two fine-quality iron axes would emerge.

More likely, it's the sheer joy of seeing the tools piled up in the corner, like a hamster hoarding food.

Immersed in the process of creation, time in the shelter seemed to fly by compared to the long journey of exploration.

Su Mo started making it at nine o'clock in the morning and, except for a break in between, worked non-stop until six o'clock in the afternoon when his stomach started protesting.

In a full nine hours, excluding a one-hour break in between, Su Mo produced a total of 50 iron axes and 32 Iron Pickaxe! Among them, there were 9 excellent-quality iron axes and 3 excellent-quality Iron Pickaxe.

"My speed is getting faster and faster. There's only one day left. I hope I can make more tools tomorrow and exchange them for more resources."

Feeling the stiffness and pain in his neck, Su Mo stood up and quickly moved around.

The process of tedious crafting and frantic Farming Genre can be described as "painful yet joyful."

The Secret Realm Trade event only opens once before each disaster, and as time goes on and everyone has built their own workbench, it becomes increasingly difficult to make a fortune by selling tools.

After hastily finishing dinner, before going to bed, relying on his increasingly high work efficiency, Su Mo struck while the iron was hot and made 30 iron axes.

Even after lying back in bed, the pain all over my body felt like needles pricking me, a warning that my body had reached its limit.

After a long day of intense work, when Su Mo opened his eyes again, it was already nine o'clock the next day.

[January 20th of the Doomsday Calendar]

Final tally: Survival Points +322; Remaining Survival Points: 2195. "My Survival Points have finally returned to 2000, but time is running out! Tomorrow is the last day before the disaster!"

The air on the third floor circulates regularly with the Lion Man's Wind, making it incredibly fresh.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, even with thorough preparation and full confidence in weathering the blizzard, Su Mo still felt a surge of tension.

After surviving this disaster, when the next new player arrives, it will be the younger sister's turn.

Su Mo was filled with anticipation, but at the same time worried that he was not strong enough to protect his family.

As is customary, before his morning grumpiness had subsided, Su Mo opened the World Channel and began to watch everyone's final "celebrations" before the disaster.

A deep blue panel popped up automatically, filled with densely packed small characters.

"Just two more days, guys. Anything packed? It's started raining here, damn it!"

"The rain here is just like the day Yiping went to her dad for money, it's terrifying."

"Huh? No way, it's still sunny here. I was thinking of going out to chop some wood to store today!"

"There's not enough food. We've killed off Mutated Creature within a 50-kilometer radius of the shelter, and everyone is starving."

"If you're not full, go fight monsters! There are so many Mutated Creature. If you can take over a stronghold, you can get through the winter well, okay?"

"You think everyone can go and fight? Flying Tiger Shelter gathered three neighboring shelters to fight the Minotaur, and what happened? One hundred and fifty Minotaur managed to defeat the many and wipe out the people from two shelters. The leader of Flying Tiger Shelter is still hanging at their door."

"The main problem is that these idiots have given their heads to the Minotaur. Now their tribe has 600 members. Who can defeat them?"

"That's it? That's it? I, the Pure Love Warrior, can take down Minotaur with a single strike!"

"The fighting strength of the Chinese is weak. They carry so many burdens. A thousand-strong team will mutini if fifty people die. How can they win with this kind of fighting strength?"

"Shut upstairs. It's easy for you to talk when you're not the one suffering. Weren't there still two hundred Maozi in the group who ran away too?"

Seeing that the World Channel was arguing about this issue again, Su Mo could only leave the World Channel with a headache.

"The Flying Tiger Shelter was completely wiped out by the Minotaur!"

Just a few days ago, Somo saw on the World Channel that this refuge was recruiting members to conquer the fantasy races. At that time, Su Mo thought that this refuge might be able to soar to great heights. But he never expected that it would be removed from the list so easily.

"Fortunately, although kobolds are also a fantasy race, their individual combat strength is not as strong as that of Minotaur, which is a blessing in disguise."

After a pause, Su Mo opened the Area Channel and looked at it again.

Compared to the World Channel, this place is much more harmonious, and more and more people are taking advantage of the last two days of the disaster to chat and joke around in the channel.

[Sun Xian: This is bad! The construction of the earthen bed is a complete failure. Those master builders on the World Channel are all idiots. Don't ever follow their tutorials!]

[Liang Jian: I thought you were all smiles yesterday? Planning to build a coffin-shaped earthen bed, and now you've already lost interest after just one day?]

[Na Wenxing: Hehe, you two, stop bickering. It's a big day tomorrow, aren't you going to celebrate today?]

[Cai Junfeng: Wenxing, that's not fair of us. We're going to exchange supplies by ourselves, but you've put the hopes of the entire shelter in your hands. We're going to beat you up tomorrow.]

[Ema De Wen: Wasn't it said that force couldn't be used in the shelter?]

[Zhao Zhiyong: How can you describe a matter between men with violence? That's vulgar!]

Seeing that the atmosphere of the Area Channel had become strange as he entered, Su Mo quickly coughed twice and started typing a message in the chat box.

Since everyone is prepared for tomorrow's transaction, Su Mo should also make a preview in order to attract more good items to come in for exchange.

[Su Mo: Ahem, for tomorrow's resource exchange, my current list of items for sale includes: fresh carp, tools of excellent or even superb quality, and sturdy, hunger-suppressing flatbread. Friends with rare resources are welcome to come and exchange, especially technology-related resources. I welcome all comers.]

After sending the message, seeing the Area Channel erupt in chat again, Su Mo smiled nonchalantly, closed the Area Channel, and slowly stood up.

"The world's number one! I hope tomorrow's airdrop will give me some surprises!"