Enhanced Strength, an Incredible LCD TV!
"150 liters of diesel fuel and 5 kilograms of toluene—the upgraded Oil Well is indeed powerful!"
"If Ma Gu had had so many auxiliary modules and resources back then, he might have lived an extra hundred or two hundred days!"
Looking at the terrifying harvest, Su Mo couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.
Five kilograms of toluene, based on previous manufacturing efficiency, could have been used to produce at least several tens of kilograms of Picric Acid bombs.
As a renowned Powerful Explosive, its ability to clear mountains and expand territory is beyond question.
If we could find the load-bearing pillars of the Kobold Castle and detonate these explosives together, the seemingly indestructible castle would probably be reduced to ruins in just a few breaths.
"Haha, what are you thinking? I'm not an architecture student." Shaking his head, Su Mo laughed heartily, enjoying the pleasure of collecting things.
"What could be more joyful than Farming Genre and watching your resources grow?" With a wave of his hand, an oil drum appeared in Su Mo's hand. He touched the diesel fuel in the well's storage box again and began to pull it with his mind.
The oil drum now contains only the 6.5L that was collected when we left the Deep Sea Shelter.
Glug glug!
Invisible diesel fuel poured out from the air and slowly entered the oil drum.
The 100L diesel drum was filled in an instant, and the transmission stopped with a thought from Su Mo.
After storing the oil drum in the Storage Space, Su Mo stepped out of the gate and came to the Dune Buggy, opening the Bouncy's fuel tank.
After days of carefree driving, the diesel fuel in the Dune Buggy was down to about 20 liters, which was practically empty in the large tank.
With a wave of his hand, he conjured an oil drum on the ground and unscrewed its cap.
Su Mo tried to grab the oil drum, his upper arm surging with power.
As the force in his hands increased, the veins between his biceps and triceps bulged, and even the blood vessels on his forearms became clearly visible.
"Rise!"
With his feet firmly planted, Su Mo mustered all his strength in his waist, his face flushed red, though his body swayed precariously and he felt somewhat unsteady.
But after a brief stalemate, once the center of gravity stabilized, he gripped the handles of the oil drum with both hands, mustered all his strength, and slowly lifted the oil drum off the ground.
Su Mo actually lifted the oil drum, which weighed over 160 kilograms!
Point the spout at the fuel tank opening and tilt it slightly. The pale yellow diesel fuel slowly oozes out of the fuel drum and flows gently into the Bouncy fuel tank.
With the infusion of strong "blood," Bouncy seemed to be enjoying himself, making a creaking sound.
When the Bouncy was full, Su Mo put down the oil drum and looked at it. The drum, which originally had 100L of oil, now only had about 40L left.
"Good heavens, my strength is really getting greater and greater. I can lift things weighing over 160 pounds. This is definitely not thanks to the Psionic Water!" After putting down the oil drum, his arm was noticeably thicker due to the increased blood flow.
Raising his arm, Su Mo looked it over curiously, completely baffled as to why his strength was increasing.
"Could it be that killing monsters in the ruins grants a power boost? Or that the faster the time flow, the greater my power will become?"
The effects of Psionic Water are very limited; at least, drinking Oreo every day didn't produce any noticeable changes.
On the contrary, after entering and leaving the ruins twice, I could feel a direct increase in my power.
"I need to find a way to measure my strength limit, and then compare it periodically. Next time I leave the ruins, I'll know what the reason is!"
Su Mo lifted the oil drum again, put it back into his Storage Space, turned around and went back to close the second-floor door of the Deep Sea Shelter.
As the arrival of the blizzard draws closer, the weather outside is getting colder and colder.
It was almost 10 a. m., and even when I exhaled, I could still see frost.
"Oreo, it's time to go home, stop playing!"
The cold actually unleashed the husky's true nature, and Oreo became increasingly active.
Upon hearing Su Mo's words, Oreo, who was still running around happily in the wilderness, made a four-wheel drive turn Bouncy back at high speed.
I sat sideways on the Dune Buggy, and after Oreo got on and fastened his seatbelt, I stepped on the gas and the Bouncy sped away.
Having oil in hand means you won't panic.
Back at the base, Su Mo opened the fuel tank of the Diesel Generator and added all the remaining diesel fuel.
Turn on the generator and connect all the power output of the shelter to the generator.
Su Mo went to the living room and connected the newly acquired LCD TV to the power strip.
Take the Mechanical Controller that's plugged into the CRT TV, install it, and turn on the switch!
Snap!
A slight electrical shock followed by a loud bang echoed through the shelter, then the LCD TV automatically lit up, displaying three options.
Recording and reviewing the footage, correcting video errors, and then trying to enter normal mode, Su Mo shook the screen to enter normal mode. After entering, just like LCD TV on Earth, there was no signal input and the screen displayed a distorted image.
Go back to the last three options, select "Record Review" again, and with a sizzle, Su Mo's face appears on the screen.
"Huh, can this thing also be used as a mirror?"
Su Mo waved his hand curiously, and the Su Mo in the picture also waved his hand.
Looking around, Su Mo couldn't find anything like a "camera," so he tried adjusting the angle, and the camera began to move.
After passing through the thick stone wall, we suddenly jumped to the outside world, like a large-screen TV with a monitor function.
However, this monitoring can only last up to a range of 100m.
Pulling the camera back, Su Mo shifts the perspective to the Crop Cultivation Room, where the Big and Little Spark, having eaten their fill, regain their energy and play hide-and-seek around the Culture Medium.
Oreo lay on the ground, scratching his head and picking at the dry, yellow grass stuck to his body.
Try pressing the record button below. Just like recording video on a mobile phone, a message pops up: Pause 0.01/Infinity, Stop.
Once recording begins, the perspective cannot be switched; you can only move around within a limited angle.
After recording for about a minute, going around from front to back and then from left to right, Su Mo finally figured out how to record.
Switch back to the three main categories, and this time click on image correction.
The previously recorded video appeared in the column, and Su Mo clicked on it out of curiosity.
Like a video playing, the screen started rotating, but Su Mo, sitting in front of it, had his mouth agape in an "O" shape! "Holy crap, this function is insane!!!"
"Profound"
"Profit"
"Profound!!!"
Calling out loudly, Oreo tilted his head and walked over with light steps, lying down in front of Su Mo.
The next second, Oreo also realized that it had appeared on the screen, and barked curiously, wondering what was going on.
After playing the video again, Su Mo picked up Oreo and began sliding his hands over Oreo's body at an odd angle.
"Woof~ Woof~ Waaaaah~"
As Su Mo's strength varied, a strange sensation came over him, Oreo, who was being held in his arms, groaned comfortably.
Strands of weeds and shrubs mixed in with Su Mo's fur began to fall to the ground as he moved.
Some of the hair that was already tangled and difficult to straighten began to become smooth.
Stray hairs fell off Oreo, swirling in the air before finally landing on the ground.
Smoothing hair without professional techniques and combing should be a very painful process.
However, at this moment, Oreo was so engrossed in the moment that his eyes were glazed over, his mouth was watering, his tongue was hanging out, and he was about to faint.
"Alright! There's no water for you to bathe now, but we'll have enough water when it snows!"
After digging for a while, I put the Oreo aside and picked up all the loose fur on the ground.
Looking at the two clumps of hair as big as fists, Su Mo was slightly lost in thought.
"The first stroke is from top to bottom, with your hand in a claw shape, forcefully raking until the floating weeds fall off, the second stroke..."
The LCD TV screen continued to play the same picture over and over again, with detailed text explanations and arrow directions.
I turned my head to look at Oreo, who was sprawled on the ground, and then looked at the prompts on the screen.
Su Mo's eyes gradually brightened!
"With something this good, how can I not improve my crafting skills?!"
I'm offering up a promising new book from our group: Survival in a Bizarre World: Terror Everywhere. Those interested can check it out.