Chapter 13 Desert Survival Day 4 (1) The same food, for...

Yu Miaomiao glanced at the fire she had rekindled with cotton. Even though she had used up two sticks of wood to keep the fire burning, the durability of the fire was only 20.

The deeper the night gets, the colder it gets, and the faster the fire's durability decreases.

By this time, even sitting close to the fire, Yu Miaomiao's thin clothes were not enough to keep out the cold.

"Meow Meow is not short of water: Mr. Api, let's put today's OEM work on hold. It's too cold outside. We'll do it tomorrow."

"Is Pipi here? How did you know my classmates all call me Api? I'm also feeling too cold, my hands are starting to shake. See you tomorrow."

Yu Miaomiao smiled. This Api was quite interesting. After returning to the house, she quickly got into bed and gradually felt warm.

She looked at the time and it was already so cold at just past 10 o'clock in the evening. She found it hard to imagine how those who had no tools to keep warm could survive.

The conversation in the world today is very peaceful. After two days of survival, everyone has a house and a bed. No one is talking about the cold anymore. The death toll has currently stopped at 850.

"Luo Shen: Is the novice protection about to end?"

"Red Panda: Yes, according to the system announcement, there will be some small beast tomorrow night. What on earth is that thing?"

"Period: We've finally managed to survive by exchanging supplies. Does the system just want us to live?"

"Luo Shen: I'm so scared. We're in the desert now. I wonder if snakes, scorpions, or something like that would appear at night."

"Rabbit: I feel like, what on earth is this system? What is its purpose in trapping us in this doomsday game?"

Yu Miaomiao was also thinking about this question: was this game set up by some unnatural force, or was it a man-made super-technological experiment?

The system distributes supplies every day and provides a communication and exchange platform, allowing these 100,000 people to survive with all their might. But what next?

When most of the people have died, send another group of people in to continue experiencing everything they have experienced?

Or is it as everyone guessed, they are just using an internal test server for game planners to test this realistic survival game, and then open N servers to allow more people to come in, until everyone is merged into one server.

If this is true, what is the purpose of this imaginary 'game planner', or is there any way to stop this game.

While people around the world are still discussing what might happen tomorrow, Yu Miaomiao has already made preparations in advance.

While doing the OEM work in the afternoon, she used the materials from the four primary traps to make five traps, and added the three she had made before, so she set up eight traps in the eight corners around the house.

If other people knew about this, they would definitely think she was being extravagant, using rare materials to make so many traps.

In the afternoon, when he was synthesizing thin ropes with palm leaves, he got an extra thin rope because of the lucky trait. This made Yu Miaomiao more certain of one thing: hard work leads to wealth.

After standing at the workbench all day, Yu Miaomiao was already feeling quite tired in her bed, but she didn't dare to fall asleep now.

The people on the world chat channel seemed to have gradually forgotten the exchange of "human flesh" that they saw on the first day. Those who got along well with each other added each other as friends, and even those who lived nearby swore to the world that they would help each other to fight the beast together tomorrow.

But Yu Miaomiao couldn't do it. She didn't dare to trust any stranger she had never met before, especially in such a cruel world of survival.

Recalling that her parents died in a car accident when she was still a minor, every relative at that time would try every possible way to get a share of her parents' inheritance, making it difficult for her to trust anyone else except Yue Yina.

So she must live well and save up the supplies she and Yue Yina's family need.

Yu Miaomiao used her consciousness to open the cheat icon. If there was one person she could trust in the end times, it was herself. Now that she had this technique, she wanted to try whether there would be any unnatural super powers in the end times.

There was a line of very small silver-white words on the first page of the exercises, but the sun was too strong in the afternoon and Yu Miaomiao did not see it.

[Practicing this technique can provide players with additional points for their strength, agility, and wisdom in their personal dashboard.]

It seems that she was overthinking it. If there were some more mythical magic in the end times, it would sound ridiculous. But on second thought, if people in reality can come to this ghost place, what else is impossible? Just like the skills of the little man in front of her, it is something that far exceeds the concept of reality.

Although at present, the role of the numbers on these personal panels is not obvious.

But if you really think so and don't care about these numbers, the most basic thing is that she can't even use a crossbow.

This tricky game system actually gives the survivors subtle hints in various small details, and it depends on whether they can comprehend and discover them.

Yu Miaomiao sat up and began to practice little by little on the little man on the holographic screen.

She walked through the diagrams on the first three pages, but she didn't feel the flow of true energy in her navel. She looked at the time and found that it was already one o'clock in the morning, and her physical strength had dropped to 23.

Forget it, there is no need to rush into practicing. She has to get up early tomorrow. She made an appointment with "Pipi" today to continue her OEM work tomorrow morning. She wrapped herself tightly in the quilt and had no dreams all night.

I was still woken up by the heat this morning. I habitually looked at the time on the holographic screen. It was 9:05. The heat came earlier and was stronger than yesterday. I don’t know how long this weather will continue to develop.

Yu Miaomiao walked out of the house and was hit by a heat wave. When she stepped on the ground, she felt a burning sensation through her shoes.

When she approached the traps, she found that none of them were triggered and there were no signs of any animal activity around the house. Only then did she feel at ease and walk to the workbench, but she was already beginning to feel a little hot.

Yu Miaomiao's space backpack now has 52 slots, which is enough to hold all the existing supplies. Starting last night, she decided to put the supplies into the backpack every night just in case.

I took out an umbrella from the system, held it up and stood on the ground, then spread out the mat and stepped on it to completely solve the problem of the heat.

She sat down on the chair and looked at her personal panel. Her physical strength had recovered to 28 and she was a little hungry. The only food she had now was a bunch of grapes and a cup of matcha ice cream.

After exchanging half a bottle of water for 3 steamed buns, I ate a steamed bun and half a bottle of water, and my physical strength recovered to 31, but I was still a little hungry.

She counted the number of grapes and found that there were still 28. Although they restored her strength quickly, they were not enough to satisfy her hunger. She wanted to exchange a few of them and immediately sent out a message to the world about exchanging supplies.

"Meow Meow is not short of water: 3 grapes for a bun."

"Hehe: Fruit, it can actually bloom fruit, but not everyone can have steamed buns. I've been eating steamed buns for three days, and I'm greedy just looking at them."

"Let me see how many words I can come up with: How come you all can get good stuff? Can you tell me how to draw cards in a way that will yield good stuff?"

"Is this a desert? It's the same food resource card, but people's joys and sorrows cannot be shared."

Then everyone started talking about what food they had prescribed, and soon someone sent a private message to Yu Miaomiao.

"Yang Haotian: Can I exchange the mushroom dish for 3 grapes?"

"Meow Meow is not short of water: Okay, let's trade."

When the transaction request came, Yu Miaomiao carefully checked the items put there by the other party. It should be the vegetable buns that he had never eaten, so he confirmed the transaction.

The bun she took out from the system backpack was still warm in her hand, not as hot as steamed buns. She didn't care. She took a bite and found it full of fragrance and deliciousness. She finished one in no time, and then saw the new message sent by Yang Haotian.

"Yang Haotian: Can I ask if you always prescribe fruits or good food?"

Yu Miaomiao saw it but didn't reply. Instead, she prepared to contact 'Pipi' who had left a message under the forum post and start a new day of taking orders.

"Yang Haotian: Hello, friend. You might have some questions about this. I've been working on a strategy post lately, and the first one I posted on the system forum was mine. After observing these past few days, I've discovered that everyone's draw gift packs have different preferences for items. So, I wanted to record the owner of each preferred item in my post, making it easier for everyone to find you and facilitate trades."

"Meow Meow is not short of water: I have no doubts, and the things I prescribed are also a mess, so you should have found the wrong person."

This sentence not only reminded Yu Miaomiao that any of her words and actions would be silently watched, but also gave her new inspiration. It turned out that the supplies everyone received had a certain bias.

Yu Miaomiao found that the system holographic screen was quite smart. She could drag the forum aside and shrink the chat box a little. At this time, she was reading the post that Yang Haotian mentioned.

In Yang Haotian's strategy post, there was indeed a new thread titled "Supply Expert", which listed some player IDs and the preferred categories of their supplies.

Yu Miaomiao saw that some often produced large amounts of wood, some produced a lot of ores, and some produced only cloth.

In her eyes, this is more frightening than "public execution". Isn't the title of material master equivalent to letting everyone know which players have good things?

But unexpectedly, the replies to this post were all positive, with some expressing envy and others thanking the poster.

Of course, there were one or two people who cursed, and Yang Haotian responded with righteous accusations, followed by an overwhelming response.

In the list of "Material Experts", there is one called "Ruoxue Zai Zai", and her material preference category is workbench process drawings.

This made Yu Miaomiao feel a little strange. Could it be that this girl named 'Ruoxue' was not 'Pipi's' classmate? Otherwise, it stands to reason that the drawings of the twenty-eight classmates should have been learned by 'Ziren' who was good at handicrafts.

However, this post only lists the materials that are easy for each person to extract, and does not mean that everyone knows this process, or it is just a nickname with a repeated format.

She glanced through it briefly and didn't read any further. In this end times, time is money.

Yu Miaomiao clicked on her own post, found Pipi's message and sent a private message to her.