Chapter 3

Compared with everyone's sarcasm just now, the voice of sarcasm this time is much lower.

Everyone is busy.

Busy sending private messages to Tang Zheng.

Bunny 36e: good brother, can you give me a stone axe? In return, where light can't get in, I'd like you to come in / shy / shy

I Sao, so I am: good brother, do you have any spare stone axes? Give me a hand, I'll be your brother all my life!

I'm really brother Ma: young man, I'm willing to exchange my whole skin account for your stone axe. Think about it?

……

The quality of private letters is also full of demons. There are always some "seriously ill patients" who want to fish in troubled waters and set white wolves with empty hands.

Tang Zheng ignored one by one and chose a private letter with Match Photos.

After communicating with him, he opened the transaction.

Soon, a box of matches appeared in Tang Zheng's hand, and the stone axe was transmitted.

When I opened the matchbox, I saw that it was a brand-new box with only a few sticks.

Tang Zheng took advantage of the mobile phone light and searched privately for a while. He found a pile of dead leaves, gathered them together with his hands and lit a match.

"Cha!"

The faint fire rose, and Tang Zheng thought of the meal cooked by his grandmother.

Well, it seems that the rice Tang Zheng's grandmother cooked for him is also instant noodles.

After the dead leaves and twigs burned, Tang Zheng lost a few thick sticks and put them on it.

He was in a humid forest.

However, once the campfire rises, even the wooden stick with water can still be lit, but it takes time to dry the water.

Taking advantage of this effort, Tang Zheng opened the system synthesis platform, picked up a few stones at will, and built a small basin in the nine palace grid.

After a white light flickered, the small bowl of the stone pot fell into his hand.

Put it on the campfire, pour out half of the water from the kettle, boil it, and prepare it for yourself.

After a while, the fragrant instant noodles seasoning bag has slowly floated out.

Tang Zheng clearly heard something rustling around him.

When I looked at him, I found that in the darkness not far away, several pairs of green eyes were looking at him.

Tang Zheng's hair stood up when he was stared at.

I wonder if those monsters are wolves or other creatures.

After calming down, Tang Zheng picked up a burning stick from the campfire and threw it at the small Bush at the other end.

Buzz!

The flame swayed in the wind and splashed sparks all over the ground.

The effect was surprisingly good, driving away the group of secretly coveted unknown creatures.

Tang Zheng remembered the brother who had just contacted him. He claimed to be surrounded by a group of monsters and trapped in the mud.

I don't know if I'm still alive after a long time.

However, Tang Zheng has no time to think about the lives of others.

After the noodles were cooked, he did not hesitate. He pulled down two thick branches of chopsticks from the branches just cut down. After carefully peeling the skin wrapped outside, he exposed the white tender meat inside.

He sniffed closely, with a trace of fruit and wood aroma.

After the simple chopsticks were made, Tang Zheng wrapped them into a ball with broken leaves, pinched them in his hand, and took out the cooked stone pot noodles.

I fanned the wind with my hand, and the pungent smell came out.

Take a sip. The hot and powerful noodles are wrapped with fragrant soup, blooming the taste of obscenity and luxury in your mouth.

For the first time, Tang Zheng found that instant noodles can be so delicious.

After a whirlwind, my stomach was full, but not completely full.

There are still four bags of instant noodles and less than half a pot of water.

Tang Zheng sat cross legged in front of the campfire, picked up a dead wood branch and played with it.

At the same time, I was thinking about how to accumulate enough survival resources. And how to quickly improve the level of their own synthesis platform.

Because the area of the 3 * 3 Jiugong grid is too small, many fine things cannot be made.

"It needs to be planned."

"First, water resources and food resources are collectively referred to as energy resources to supplement physical fitness."

"Classify axes, stones and blades as tool resources."

"As for spiritual resources, we don't need them for the time being. We're all in a mess to solve the problem of food and clothing. The resources to fill the spiritual vacancy are the cheapest. We don't consider it for the time being, so..."

While talking to herself, Tang Zheng used wood branches to write the words energy and tools on the soft semi wet soil.

"In the next week, water and food resources will become the most valuable things."

At the beginning, everyone's physical strength was almost full, and many people could exchange their random props for other people's food.

It's not difficult to survive the first three days.

Therefore, at this stage, tool resources such as stone axe are the first choice for everyone to survive and open up wasteland.

But over time, when everyone's food reserves are almost consumed, I'm afraid I won't want to exchange the stone axe for food again.

"This situation should last about a week." Tang Zheng wrote the word "one week".

The reason is simple.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

In a week's time, some thirsty and starving players will be eliminated naturally.

The remaining survivors must have obtained new food sources or water resources before they can survive for a week.

"Until this period, the value of tool materials will regain the upper hand."

"At this time, the virtual currency produced by mobile phones every day, as the only circulating currency, will have an application market."

"But mobile phones produce money every day. Over time, it will lead to inflation and the value of virtual currency will be lower and lower."

Tang Zheng lost his stick after writing the word "virtual currency".

He has come to the conclusion.

At present, the value of the least valuable and insignificant virtual currency will reach its peak in a week.

Then it begins to decay slowly.

So what he needs to do now is.

Save as much virtual currency as possible to ensure that you have enough energy resources, and wait for its value to soar after a week.

"What can I do to change virtual currency?" Tang Zheng frowned slightly and thought for a moment.

At present, this world, or this strange game world.

It had only been three days, and he woke up on the third day.

In other words, now in the hands of a person, without counting the killing and looting of other people's mobile phones.

You can only have up to three virtual coins.

Now virtual currency has little value, and no one will exchange things for virtual currency.

If he made a stone axe to exchange virtual currency, it would be a little stupid and not worth it.

Suddenly.

Tang Zheng seemed to think of something.

He looked down at the match in his hand.

A match for a virtual currency?

It seems feasible.

But with his current ability, matches can't be made.

The stick is easy to make, but the fuel in the head of the match is composed of oxidants, combustibles and adhesives.

In today's barren world, these refined things can't be obtained at all.

What's more, if you want to ignite a match, you also need a red phosphorus scribe on the side of the matchbox, which he can't do.

The synthesis function of all things is only to help him synthesize the existing resources, not to make things out of nothing.

"Then you can only exchange it with someone else. Exchange a stone axe or stone knife for a box of matches."

Just do what you say. Tang Zheng began a new round of busyness, picking up some stones of appropriate shape on the surrounding ground.

His figure was thrown on the surrounding trees in the flickering fire, stretching infinitely.

When the light and shadow shook, it was like a huge monster dancing.

Provoked some nameless creatures around, they took a trace of vigilance in their eyes and finally chose to give up the seemingly delicious human in front of them.