Apocalypse: System of lotteries

Ming looked over at the little gray crouching next to him, curious about this guy's characteristics.

Then he opened [Eagle Eye] to examine the rat.

[Courageous little gray]

[Normal creature]

[Physique: 1]

[STRENGTH1]

[Agility:1]

[Spirit: ?]

[Exclusive talent: trash can scout, can lock trash cans with food]

[Evolution: the end day are not able to mutate, still want to evolve, or do not daydream about it]

Although the spirit problem is still a question mark, the little gray should still be quite intelligent, based on his usual behavior.

Even so, he still felt bad for the rats. Some earthworms dumber than it transformed into Elite Monsters, but not it.

But Ash's luck was good, it was knocked from such a high tree and survived, he felt incredibly lucky.

Ming looked at the snake egg again. He doubted it would hatch or be roasted. But maybe he can add it to his dinner.

Thinking of this, Ming smiled and climbed the platform.

Due to Da Vinci's hurry to hatch the eggs, he did not have time to check his hidden task of reducing the difficulty by 40%, so Ming smiled and headed toward the platform at the top of the mountain.

Despite the short and fast title and Koi necklace, the hidden task difficulty is reduced by 40%, but 1000 thank yous still have to be collected, and the fixation time is lowered by 40% after missions fail. In other words, 48 hours turned into 28.8 hours, rounded up, and finally decided 29 hours, and rounded up again, 30 hours.

"..."

This game is also too untrustworthy, Ming sneered.

Then he checked the harvest for today.

Today is a bountiful harvest, with 12 doomsday supply boxes.

There are 180 square bricks, 70 pieces of wood, 60 pieces of iron, and 30 sheets of steel. In addition, there are 6 wooden spiked barricades, 1 wooden door, and 3 wooden windows inside.

In terms of materials, [A*Automatic*Highly Resistant*One-Handed Crossbow Design Module].

Fine gold weighs 0/10 pounds.

Fine fiber content: 0.2/1 catty.

1/10 steel wood catty

10/10 for spiritual energy stone.

Having examined the required materials, only the spiritual energy stone is sufficient now; the others are still far inadequate.

In fact, he still has a pile of glowing flowers, which can produce fine fiber and have a 10-day growth cycle. The process will take eight days even if the previous soil is used.

He can't wait another eight days, because he hasn't yet established a shelter or planted anything. He'll check the doomsday trading house when it opens tonight to see if there are any for sale, cheap to buy, not cheap to find in the field.

After organizing his thoughts, he took out a stack of blue cards dropped by one-star earthworms.

[Low-order Black Soil X20: contains minerals and trace elements, so it's a better choice for growing plants (mutations) by reducing their maturation cycle by 5%, 1X1 square meter specification]

"This drop rate remains low."

When Ming put the card away, he discovered Da Vinci had also brought back a box.

Inside was a telescope.

This is an unexpected pleasure

He has a professional skill that allows him to see within 100 meters.

Does adding a telescope double the range?

Ming checked the time; it was still a few hours until the doomsday trading house opened in the afternoon.

He went to the world chat channel to see what everyone was up to and to gather some useful information.

"How is your house construction going? I had just finished it when the corpse wave destroyed it for me last night."

"You're so silly, now who's fixated on a place? I'm going to change places after a few days. Those shelter achievement tasks are not really something we can accomplish, as long as we can survive, do you really want to be first ah?"

"Yes, ordinary people are still trying to survive; that's what matters."

"Well, it looks like we're all thinking the same thing, I got the supply box, I can use it, all the fancy stuff is sold."

"You've made the right decision."

"..."

Ming heard what these people said and found it to be very reasonable. In the end, life was hard, but this is a good thing for him because the competition will be weaker.

At the time, he was under the influence of an illusion.

He's got the title of day and night fighter.

Don't worry, he'll got it soon.

"By the way, have you noticed a problem? It seems that those who participate in our gossip rarely hear about the wilderness."

"When you put it like that, it seems true."

"How are you guys doing in the wilderness?"

"I also want to know how my parents are doing; I don't dare to leave the house, and I can't contact them; I sent a message in the world chat channel, but I'm not sure if they saw it."

"Alas, I also ah, I have nothing to send my message in the world chat channel, which I hope my family can see, but unfortunately, no response until now."

"Bro, I'm in the wild, I really envy you people in the city, you can still chat so happily, no more, I'm going to keep escaping."

Everybody, a word of advice: stay away from wild, sincere advice."

"..."

In thought, Ming stroked the tip of his nose. He considered the black python, the golden emperor centipede, the giant earthworm, and the big bird in the sky, all of which are mutant creatures in the city; aren't there more outside the city?

Ming walked to the top of his own hill, closing the chat channel.

He stood on the edge of the hilltop, looking out at the world.

We don't know what the future holds, but let's stay alive for now.

...

Alan was torn now.

He had already reached the first transfer standard the night before, but now he was thinking about his options.

It is extremely difficult to choose between ten professions.

As he read the description, he gave up on the mortician since he appeared to be collecting corpses.

As far as the Elementalist was concerned, he did not dare to choose. He discovered that some people had gills on their necks, while others had petrified skin. Those who have awoken to the water element are said to sweat heavily and change their bottoms every day.

Hymist masters also require a high degree of human capability, and five incompetents choose this occupation, and their chanting skills are halved.

Hymnist masters are related to special masters.

He can't do the splits, so he might be a loser if he becomes a special dancer.

He doesn't want to be a puppet master because he is constantly pursued by a monster. Before he discovered the world chat channel, a man became a puppet master, refined a heterosexual zombie, and was eaten at night.

It was too frightening.

So he decided to pursue a career as a Puncher, Stalker, Barrier, Traveller and Agitator.

He wondered what the guy he met earlier chose

Then he took out his binoculars and stared out at the hill.

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