"What??"
"T-ten thousand times the Critical Hit?!"
"Holy crap?? Holy crap, crap, crap—!!!"
Lin Bei's mind was buzzing, unable to hear anything, and almost instinctively activated "Potential Surge," boosting his Combat Power while activating the storage function of the kun bag and aiming its opening above his head.
His movements were smooth and seamless, executed in a single breath, without any hesitation.
His speed was so fast that afterimages appeared.
There was nothing he could do; Lin Bei was simply too afraid.
He didn't know what he would open this time.
But even the smallest item, multiplied by a ten thousand times Critical Hit, would be enough to smash him to death if it fell from the sky, right?
The sky was pitch black, as if dark clouds had obscured the sun, filling his chest with dread.
Lin Bei looked up, and what met his eyes was a mountain of black supplies, plummeting down like Mount Tai crushing its target.
Fortunately, the kun bag was powerful enough; the space visibly twisted for just an instant, and the mountain of supplies that blotted out the sky instantly vanished, all absorbed into the kun bag's storage space.
"Phew—that scared me to death. If that had actually landed on me, I probably would have been completely dead!"
Lin Bei let out a long breath, patted his chest in fear, his forehead covered in Fine beads of sweat.
Because he clearly saw that among the overwhelming mass of black objects falling from the sky, there were actually tanks!
Damn it, even a lightweight version of this thing must weigh at least ten-plus tons per unit, right?
And what was positioned above his head just now was a full ten thousand tanks!
In the real world, even severe hail storms are enough to smash people to death, let alone a tank rain?
"No joke, have you heard of tank rain falling from the sky? The kind that starts at ten thousand units!"
Lin Bei was drenched in sweat, feeling like he had just walked through the gates of hell.
If he hadn't reacted quickly, the public chat channel probably would have refreshed with this notification:
[Notification: Beiming (ID: 10101) has been killed by the falling tank rain!]
The thought alone was hard to describe.
He could already imagine the bewildered expressions of the other Survivors upon seeing this notification.
Only now did Lin Bei focus his attention on the notification messages flashing in his mind.
[Notification: You obtained shadow tank (excellent) ×10000!]
[Notification: You obtained Energy Shield (excellent) ×10000!]
[Notification: You obtained Katana - Dance of Fine Snow (Design Blueprint) ×10000!]
[Notification: You obtained brave badge ×10000!]
[Notification: You obtained Profound Ice Iron ×10000!]
[Notification: You obtained Wind Spirit Wood ×10000!]
This pile of notification messages made Lin Bei drool.
[shadow tank]
Level: 20
Quality: excellent
Description: Amphibious main battle tank, weighing 15 tons, wide firepower coverage, outer armor covered with optical stealth coating, capable of avoiding most radar detection.
Water travel speed limit: 20 km/h
Land travel speed limit: 80 km/h
Durability: 1,000,000
Note:
1. The fuel added to drive the shadow tank must be at least Fine quality, otherwise it will not start normally!
2. The shadow tank is internally loaded with an Unmanned Driving Module, allowing for remote unmanned control, with a maximum signal range of 100 kilometers.
3. The shadow tank is internally equipped with a Self-Destruct Module, allowing the tank to self-destruct when necessary, causing catastrophic strikes to the surrounding 100-meter area.
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Lin Bei looked at the attributes description of the shadow tank, and his evaluation consisted of only two words—Awesome!
He hadn't expected this big guy to be an amphibious battle tank!
The key is that it can also be unmanned!
It's absolutely wicked!
The only pity was that starting this steel behemoth required fuel of at least Fine quality.
Although he had opened a pile of supplies, he had never obtained fuel of Fine quality or higher.
He did have some common fuel, but it was completely useless.
"Looks like I'll have to take that guy called 'Oil King' off the blacklist later."
"I heard he has no shortage of various oils. I hope I can buy some so I can personally witness the mighty prestige of the shadow tank!"
Afterward, he looked at the description information for the other items.
[Energy Shield]
Level: 10
Quality: excellent
Description: Portable energy module that can be equipped onto other gear to grant a shield effect, resisting various attacks.
Durability: 200,000
Note:
1. This product is a single-use item and cannot be reused after its durability runs out.
2. This product has a built-in Blast Module and can be thrown and used as a high-explosive grenade after its energy is depleted.
3. This product can only block attacks whose energy level does not exceed the "excellent" rating. Attacks exceeding the limit will directly pierce the shield and trigger the Blast Module. Please use it carefully to avoid self-destructing.
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"Another great life-saving item! But that third point in the precautions... *cough*, looks like I'll have to use it carefully from now on."
"If I don't use it properly, it won't be blocking attacks, but outright self-destructing."
Lin Bei swallowed, feeling his throat dry.
[Katana - Dance of Fine Snow (Design Blueprint)]
Level: 10
Quality: excellent
Description: A powerful katana infused with the power of wind and snow, capable of greatly increasing movement speed and attack speed, dealing freezing damage to targets, and having a chance to freeze the target.
Materials: primal stone ×20, Profound Ice Iron ×1, Wind Spirit Wood ×1, ice cubes ×100
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"It's actually an Ice/Snow-type katana, and it can increase speed—a top-tier item!"
"The key is that I have all the materials! Not bad, not bad!"
Finally, Lin Bei's gaze fell upon the brave badge, which emitted a faint silver glow, and he frowned slightly.
He had obtained some of this item before.
The description says it can be used to redeem rewards in the Braves Shop, but... "Damn it! Braves Shop, Braves Shop! Where the hell is this thing? Tell me already!"
"Do you understand the feeling of having money but nowhere to spend it?"
Lin Bei squinted, tilted his head back, and swore loudly at the scorching sun.
He took a deep breath, forcibly calming his irritated mood.
"Sigh, I'm truly speechless."
Finally, he let out a long sigh, his face full of melancholy: "Is it because my development speed is too fast? Has the Braves Shop not refreshed yet?"
[Notification: You have a new message. Please check it!]
Lin Bei was in a terrible mood when suddenly, a Private Chat notification arrived.
"Oh? Did Bei Bei Nan Gua get some new haul?"
Lin Bei suppressed the frustration in his heart and opened the Private Chat interface with some anticipation.
However, the message that greeted him made him raise an eyebrow, his eyes narrowing into a slit.
A cold glint flickered faintly in his eyes.
The message wasn't from Bei Bei Nan Gua, but from "Facing the Gale," the first person he traded with yesterday.
"We're all friends. I'll give you one primal stone, and I want back the pistol I lent you yesterday."
"As you know, this thing is my lifeblood. And since you aren't short on resources now, you wouldn't just pocket my gun, would you?"
"Don't complain that one primal stone is too little. After yesterday's Combat, primal stones are very precious now. I only exchanged primal stones with you for a little food and water yesterday."
"Furthermore, with the pistol assisting you yesterday, you probably didn't encounter any danger."
"Right now in the public channel, pistols are items that are priceless and unavailable! Someone offered 20 primal stones, and no one was willing to sell!"
"Speaking of which, you gained a huge advantage!"
"I won't ask you to make up the difference in price. For the sake of friendship, I'm even giving you a primal stone for free. Hurry up and return my pistol."
Afterward, a trade request popped up, with the other party placing a single, lonely primal stone on it.
Seeing this, Lin Bei's lips curled up, revealing a smile.
However, this smile looked somewhat grim, causing even Nilu, who was happily eating Roasted Shark-Fin nearby, to involuntarily take two steps back, forgetting the aroma of the barbecue.
"Wow, Brother Bei is so scary when he's angry."
"Hmm... maybe I should still share two pieces... no, one piece of shark fin with him."
A complex expression of fear and reluctance appeared on Nilu's face. She then took hesitant steps, picked up a piece of Roasted Shark-Fin from the automatic Barbecue Grill, and reluctantly walked toward Lin Bei.