The different behaviors of players determine the differences in their current personal panels.

Each of them participated in the task of opening up the map and searching for materials, so "pathfinding" is a skill they all possess. Because Captain Hamster and Recycled Air Conditioner have been analyzing those materials from the beginning, they have acquired

Material analysis.

Kenneth, who owns weapons and has a kill record, has added "sword skills" to his skills.

His combat power index has also increased the most, and is now "8" points.

"As for the improvement of attributes, I think it is because we are all learning to use our brains to analyze and calculate." Captain Hamster said, "Distinguishing materials against the material list is a thinking process, so attributes such as intelligence will improve accordingly.

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"Looking at this game, there is still a lot of positive feedback." The giant Magikarp couldn't help but joked, "It's not just about smelling the smell and eating that stuff..."

"Don't, don't mention that thing." Dianshao Mammoth immediately made a bitter face. When they returned to the base, they were tricked by Captain Hamster into eating a portion of "base delicacies", and now they feel like vomiting just thinking about the taste.

"It's not important." Captain Hamster is now in high spirits because of this great discovery. "If we start practicing our personal skills in advance now, won't we be a lot ahead of the curve when we need it later?"

"I want to think about any skills that can be practiced in advance, such as shooting? Fighting?" The giant Magikarp started to use his brain.

"Fighting is possible, but it doesn't feel very practical." Captain Hamster shook his head and said, "In the interstellar era, spaceships and the like are the main theme. You wouldn't think that you can really command others by rushing to other people's spaceships like in the movies.

Should the officer be captured alive?"

But Dianshao Mammoth also has his own opinion: "You want to practice shooting, but we don't have a gun. If you really give Kenneth a gun, wouldn't he go crazy a long time ago?"

In the previous game, Kenneth was a professional player specializing in long-range systems. Although as a professional player, his melee operations are certainly not bad, he is definitely more comfortable with long-range output.

"Is there any chance of picking up a gun from the trash? If you get it back to the base, there should be a way to repair it, right?"

"Look at the painting style of our base. Is it the same as the painting style of the surrounding environment? I feel that the level of civilization is not up to par. I guess even if I can pick up a gun, the base will not be able to repair it."

Several people exchanged opinions with each other, and the silent air conditioner finally spoke:

"I think... are our thinking too limited?"

"Although this is an abandoned star, you have also said that there was civilization here once. Just because it is full of garbage does not mean that there are no traces of the old civilization at all..."

"I was thinking, if we can find the town hidden under the garbage dump, is it possible to find the abandoned book collection? Or even connect to the public network of the universe - I think there should be such a thing?"

"Or we can find some discarded tools, such as electric welding? Anyway, I don't think we can just rely on manpower to carry it..."

"Electric welding is feasible." Kenneth nodded. "There are scrap metals everywhere here. We can weld a cart a lot faster."

This survival game is different from the ones they have played before. They skipped an initial stage of developing productivity, which made the players more or less uncomfortable.

However, recycling the air conditioner did open up some ideas for them. They can still seek convenience for themselves in the same way as in previous games.

"You open the map." Captain Hamster had already started researching on the idea of ​​recycling air conditioners. He opened the map and showed it to everyone, "The location of the base should be a dry lake. Look at the map. There is

Quite obvious traces of the lakeshore."

"If the Waste Star people lived here in the past, there should be villages and towns near the water source, but they were just covered with garbage."

"When picking up garbage next, you should pay more attention to other things, and don't limit yourself to the materials needed for the base."

"If you can, try to dig deeper into the garbage dump."

The players immediately dispersed again.

They were originally staring at the mountains of discarded metal frames, because alloys were the most needed material for the base. But now they gradually began to shift their gaze to the lower part of the garbage pile.

And after this transfer, they discovered that this mountain of garbage dumps was actually a storehouse of "treasures".

"Look at this thing, does it look like a motorcycle?"

Captain Hamster pointed to the garbage pile in front of him. The upper half of a motorcycle-like body was exposed outside the garbage pile, while the lower half was stuck inside the garbage pile.

"It's true." The recycled air conditioner tried to reach out and touch it, then shook his head, "It looks like it's rusty. I guess it won't be used after taking it out."

"I've seen videos of motorcycle repairs. Even very old motorcycles can be completely refurbished." Captain Hamster was a little eager to try, but quickly denied himself, "Oh... but this is not a motorcycle in the space world. The structure is different from ours.

Motorcycles are definitely different too.”

"What is this? Is this a container?"

"It looks a bit like it, maybe there's something stuffed inside?"

After recycling the air conditioner, I looked around and found a piece of scrap metal. I was about to pry open the large iron box that resembled a container in front of me when there was a sudden loud sound inside the large iron box.

"Bang!"

"Holy crap, there's something in here!"

Captain Hamster yelled first, and he quickly pressed the hand that recycled the air conditioner to signal her not to open it in a hurry.

"Have you forgotten what the Executor said? Physical injuries require ET points to be treated. If you are accidentally injured, you will lose not only the existing points, but also the time to exchange for new points."

"Look at the wind speed that determines the height of the skirt. I'm still hanging up in the medical cabin."

"Then what should we do?"

"This thing is locked inside now. It's scratching the wall. It probably can't get out." Captain Hamster listened to the container and suddenly had an idea, "I want to transport it back."

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The recycled air conditioner looked at Captain Hamster, thought for a moment, and nodded: "That's right, transport it back to the executor. If you can eat it, we can all eat together. If you can't eat it, maybe the executor will be useful too."

As she said that, she set out to find the remaining players. They separated not long ago, and soon the five of them gathered together.

The two talked about their ideas, and after a few people put it together, they felt that this plan was quite feasible. Although the weight of the large iron box was heavy, it was not much more exaggerated than the iron bars they had moved before. With the help of five people, it went smoothly.

So I moved the big iron box back to the base.
Chapter completed!