The End of the First Day in the Wasteland

After trading for the iron block, Su Mo didn't hide it.

He summoned the crafting page and used one unit of iron block to create an Iron Axe, which immediately made felling trees much more efficient.

"The Doomsday Survival System assesses how many Survival Points I can earn each day based on my living environment."

"So, I need to make the Shelter as comfortable, habitable, and safe as possible."

"This way, I can create a positive cycle."

While chopping trees with the Iron Axe, Su Mo pondered in his heart.

The current Shelter environment was simply terrible.

Besides the door, there were basically no vents, no light inside, and nothing on the bare floor. Apart from the water well, which barely added any points, everything else looked like a tomb.

He continued chopping until the sunset completely disappeared over the horizon. Feeling the hunger in his stomach, Su Mo returned to the Shelter along the same path.

In his inventory, wood had returned to 20 units, and plant fiber had returned to 8 units.

The stacking limit for the same item was currently unknown, but 20 inventory slots were definitely enough for now.

Looking at the pitch-black Shelter, where even the steps were hard to see, Su Mo had no choice but to summon the crafting page.

[Torch (Common)]: Wood 0/1, Plant Fiber 0/2
[Record]: Wood -1, Plant Fiber -2
[Record]: Torch +1
Torch (Common): A brand new torch that can burn continuously for 12 hours once lit.

Fortunately, the survival game fully considered that fire was the most important thing for humans and didn't set the difficulty too high, granting a certain degree of preferential treatment.

Feeling his way along the steps to the Shelter's main level, Su Mo took out the lighter from the cabinet and lit the Torch.

Poof! The Torch burned efficiently, instantly brightening the dark Shelter.

He tried to make another water well, but this time the system didn't respond. Su Mo had to stick a wooden stick next to the water well and connect the Torch to the stick with hemp rope, forming a simple lighting device.

Returning to the wooden door, he closed it with the sturdy latch, and a long-lost sense of security immediately washed over him.

On the first day of the apocalypse, he had an underground Shelter.

He had a continuous source of water, enough food for two meals, and light.

This was definitely the best comfort for Su Mo, who had been struggling all day.

Sitting on the last step, Su Mo summoned the crafting panel and, based on the materials in his inventory, luxuriously crafted a small bed made of wood and covered with thatch.

A roughly made chair, a small wooden cup, and a small wooden round table large enough for three people to use.

After making these things, the wood was reduced to 8 units, and all the plant fiber was used up.

However, at this moment, Su Mo didn't feel lost at all, but rather invigorated.

He placed the bed near the inner part of the cave and the wooden table and chair near the entrance.

After putting the 150ml of water collected from the water well into the storage bucket, Su Mo took the small wooden cup, filled it with water, and placed it on the table. He also took out the bread and beef jerky and put them down.

"What a sumptuous dinner."

He broke open the bread, sandwiching some beef jerky, took a bite, and then picked up the water cup and took a big gulp.

Fresh food poured into his hungry and thirsty stomach, like discovering an oasis in the desert. The happiness it brought was even more joyful than some unspeakable few seconds.

"I wonder how my family is doing now. I must create a Shelter big enough for the whole family before they arrive!"

While eating the rou jia mo in his hand, Su Mo's thoughts raced.

The survival game didn't say when the family would be dropped in. This threat was like the Sword of Damocles hanging over his head, making him uneasy.

After finishing his meal, while digesting, Su Mo opened the chat panel.

After browsing the World Channel for a while, he found that everyone was still begging for food and water.

It had been almost 8 hours since everyone had suddenly arrived in this world.

Su Mo's underground Shelter was already starting to look habitable, but most other people only had empty shells and had to sleep hungry and thirsty on the floor at night.

Some people were injured, and many others were lucky enough to find treasure chests and open some good things.

Similarly, some people had already lost their lives in this short half-day.

In the Area Channel's small group, there were initially 1,000 people.

At this moment, when Su Mo went in to check, the number in the lower right corner had suddenly changed to 988.

In half a day, 12 people had already died. This was undoubtedly a huge pressure on the hearts of the living.

Explore cautiously and do what you can, otherwise, people will really die!

Some people, when they found a treasure chest, were overjoyed and ignored the Mutated Creature guarding it, and were killed by a sneak attack.

Others rashly went to challenge some unknown Mutated Creatures and were instantly killed.

The people who died on the first day undoubtedly had one characteristic in common: courting death.

"Challenging Mutated Creatures is a mixed bag of risks and rewards. Most of these dead people treat this world as a game world, which is too stupid."

"My progress is considered fast, but starting tomorrow, I will also try to exercise, otherwise, if I encounter a Mutated Creature, I can only be captured."

"As for the Acid Rain... I need complete ventilation and drainage methods, and it's best to store more than three days' worth of food before the disaster comes!"

Su Mo was thoughtful.

Living in this world, he would have to face Mutated Creatures sooner or later.

The novice stage was still okay at the beginning, and it was estimated that these Mutated Creatures would not be too strong.

At least in the judgment of the survival game, adults with weapons can definitely deal with them. If he chose to escape these bloody realities now, he was afraid that after the novice stage was over, he would no longer have time to hone his courage and temperament.

Exiting the Area Channel, he entered the trading platform.

Like in the afternoon, everyone was basically still using supplies to exchange for water and food.

After all, survival supplies were definitely the most scarce and most important in the first few days.

"Someone is actually trading special items."

Flipping through the pages, Su Mo saw a special item trading information.

[Seller: Chen Ping An]

[Trading Item: Monster Compendium Beginner (disappears after use)]

[Required Item: 1L of water]

[Note: Only water, only water. Those who trade with other things, your mom will definitely be hung on the number two tree tonight]

"Yo, he's still a grumpy old brother."

Su Mo raised his eyebrows and looked at the comments below with interest.

After clicking into the personal trading items, the page looked a bit like Xianyu trading. At this time, countless people were frantically cursing.

"You want to exchange a Monster Compendium for water? Are you crazy for water? Ask yourself if you deserve it."

"As we all know, there will always be a Monster Compendium, but if you don't have water, you will die tomorrow. How about I exchange 200ml of virgin urine with you? It's not a loss, right?"

"Little brother, I have 500ml of wolf blood here, do you want it? Anyway, it's enough for you to survive tonight."

More and more comments occupied the trading area like locusts. He didn't know if the seller, Chen Ping An, was stimulated or what.

After a while, a new item was posted on his personal homepage.

[Seller: Chen Ping An]

[Trading Item: Water Pear *10]

[Required Item: Unit price 100ml of water]

[Note: Don't come here if you want to get a bargain. Your grandpa won't die if he doesn't drink water tonight. Scram aside if you want to find a loophole]

This wave of showing off wealth instantly broke the defenses of more people, and countless curses increased instead of decreasing.

Su Mo, who originally wanted to contact the seller to discuss it, had to give up his thoughts.

He needed the Monster Compendium very much, and 1L of water was not much, but at this time, his water storage device did not have enough water, so he could only wait and see tomorrow.

After a simple activity, he spent two more units of wood to make a Wooden Spear and placed it next to the bed. With the thatched bed, Su Mo extinguished the Torch.

There were not enough ventilation devices in the Shelter yet, and the burning of the Torch could easily deplete the oxygen in the underground base.

Gradually, sleepiness surged.

Su Mo hugged the Wooden Spear in his arms and fell into a deep sleep.

In his dream, he dreamed of his family arriving in this world, and he had already built a fully automated, super luxurious Shelter.

Meteorite impacts, absolute zero, nothing could harm the Shelter.

His younger sister smiled happily, and his parents gave him approving looks. However, Su Mo, lost in his dreams, had no idea that nearly ten million humans had died silently on this day.

Sufficient food and water gave Su Mo enough physical strength to resist the night's moisture and cold.

But others were not so lucky.

Thirst, hunger, and the looming presence of Mutated Creatures were constantly challenging their nerves.

At this moment, the benefits of choosing an underground Shelter were also evident. At least in the early stages, survivors didn't have to worry about wild animals attacking at night.

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