Don't Starve, my items can be upgraded

Chapter 1: Nail Launcher

[Nail Launcher lv.0: 2% (a crudely made nail launcher with an effective range of 2 meters and a maximum range of 6 meters; cannot be upgraded)]

"This time, you must come up with a useful attribute. I'm having a hard time getting more materials!"

In the darkness, a person whose real age is only 26 years old——

However, because of his untidy beard and sallow complexion, the thin young man looked like a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, and he prayed with a grim expression on his face.

His name is Yang Chen.

An ordinary person in the wasteland who awakened his superpowers and became an evolver a few days ago.

His ability is not the type that can strengthen the body or directly increase combat power, but a functional ability that can strengthen objects.

As long as you consume your energy, you can create a special power called 'Yanqi'.

To strengthen items, one relies on 'derivative energy'.

He called this ability "Demon Evolution".

The 'nail launcher' in his hand was a rusty metal tube that was thirty centimeters long and as thick as a finger.

He transformed the inside of the metal tube into a spring-loaded launcher that could fire three-centimeter-long nails.

When fully loaded, it can hold up to nine nails.

There are seven or eight such nail launchers nearby.

There are data above those nail launchers.

For example, in one of them, the data displayed above is:

[Strange Scented Nail Launcher lv.1: 0% (A strengthened nail launcher that emits a strange scent; effective range 3 meters, maximum range 9 meters; cannot be upgraded)]

The data on another nail launcher next to it is:

[Nail Softening Launcher lv.1: 0% (A strengthened nail launcher, the nails fired will become softer; effective range 3 meters, maximum range 9 meters; cannot be upgraded)]

The nail launchers scattered around all had messy properties, were useless, and were abandoned.

Yang Chen has already tested it in the past few days, and only he can see this kind of data.

now--

Yang Chen took a deep breath. Even though he was already very weak, he still gritted his teeth and continued to consume his energy to create derivative energy.

Then he channeled the derived energy into the nail launcher in his hand.

With the injection of derivative energy, the progress bar of the nail launcher in his hand began to increase.

Because it is only level zero and the nail launcher is very small, the consumption is not high.

So after just a few minutes, the progress bar reached 100 percent.

The words "not upgradeable" behind the data immediately changed to "upgradeable".

"It must have a useful attribute... I don't have any extra materials anymore!"

Yang Chen prayed again, his expression becoming more ferocious.

Without good weapons, his special ability is useless. Not to mention leading a scavenger team to hunt, it is even difficult for him to protect himself.

A few ordinary people who don't have much fighting power will be robbed even if they are lucky enough to find something good.

The best case scenario is that the supplies we found were just stolen.

The worst case scenario is that you become someone else's meal.

In this day and age, cannibalism is not a very rare thing.

The weak have no right to survive!
Thinking about this in his mind, he decided to upgrade.

The data above the nail launcher became blurred.

After about three seconds, the upgrade is complete.

On the surface, the nail launcher looks exactly the same as before.

But the data that reappeared has undergone tremendous changes:

[Guaranteed Hit Nail Gun lv.1: 0% (a nail launcher with a built-in crosshair, which will hit the target when the crosshair is red; effective range is 3 meters, maximum range is 9 meters; cannot be upgraded)]

'Nail gun? With built-in sight?'

Yang Chen's eyes finally lit up, and he looked at the nail launcher in his hand with surprise.

No, it should be called 'nail gun' now.

He discovered that a crosshair appeared in his field of vision.

The position of this crosshair is in the direction of the nail gun's firing port.

As he moves the nail gun, the crosshairs will move with it.

It seemed as if the crosshairs were imprinted directly on the retina.

He tried to lower the nail gun, and the crosshairs disappeared.

And when he picked up the nail gun again, the crosshairs appeared again.

'How amazing! How does this work?'

Yang Chen didn't have the time to study the principles, so he tried to aim at a nearby target.

When he placed his target within three meters, the crosshairs immediately turned red.

The red crosshair means you’re guaranteed to hit the target.

Of course, if the fired nail is not affected by external forces, it will theoretically pass through this red heart to achieve the effect of being sure to hit the target.

But it takes a certain amount of time for the nail to fly out, and the target is usually a moving target.

So this must-win is not absolute.

Yang Chen tried to place the target three meters away, and the crosshairs turned white.

This means invalid aiming. Beyond the effective range, you can only rely on your own feeling.

'not good……'

Suddenly his face changed, because he was already very hungry, and his energy was greatly depleted, he felt darkness in front of his eyes, and it seemed that he might faint at any time.

"You must not faint..."

He hurriedly held onto the mud wall beside him and held on with his willpower.

Finally, about half a minute later, the intense feeling of dizziness passed.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a quarrel suddenly came from the mud-walled rest room next door. Soon the quarrel turned into a fight.

Over there was his scavenging team, a total of five people in his small team, three men and two women.

"Is there an enemy invasion?!"

Yang Chen's expression changed, he hid the nail gun in his waistband, and rushed over holding the half-broken rusty machete.

However, when he arrived at the cubicle, he found that the people fighting were actually his own people.

A skinny girl started fighting with the other three. Every move was deadly and neither side held back at all.

"Stop!" he shouted angrily.

Seeing Yang Chen rushing over aggressively, the four of them hurriedly stopped.

"what happened?"

Yang Chen stared at the four people with cold eyes: "Why are you fighting among yourselves? You'd better give me an explanation!"

Internal strife is the most taboo in a scavenging team, because no one wants to be eaten as a midnight snack by teammates while they are asleep after a conflict.

The skinny girl holding a sharpened wooden stick glared at the three people opposite her: "Yang Chen, they are going to rebel!"

Her name is Peng Min. She is actually 19 years old, but because of malnutrition she looks like a girl of only 15 or 16 years old.

"Fuck you!"

Huang Qing, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, said angrily: "I am just taking back what belongs to me!"

Dai Lei, the equally thin young man next to him, said in a cold voice: "We are fed up with Yang Chen's selfishness, so we decided to do it ourselves. Is there a problem?"

"Am I selfish?"

Yang Chen looked at his two teammates in disbelief: "Over the years, have I ever missed out on food for you? Many times, I don't even eat as much as you do. Is this what I call selfish?"

The only woman among the three was Kang Yuanyuan. She was obviously a little afraid of Yang Chen, the nominal leader, because Yang Chen was the most ferocious in fighting, the least afraid of death, and his methods were the most cruel.

But she still spoke up: "Think about what you have done these past few days. We finally found the food, but you exchanged it for metal. You didn't even tell me why when I asked you. Isn't that selfish?"

Yang Chen frowned and said, "I have a reason for that."

He fully understood the principle that 'success comes from secrecy, while plans fail from disclosure', so he did not tell his teammates that he had awakened his special powers.

Because he had to be responsible for his teammates, he would always distribute the food equally when he found it.

Sometimes, he doesn’t eat as much as some of his teammates, and he uses this to reward teammates who work hard.

He asked himself whether he had been conscientious enough towards these teammates.

As a result, these three people actually started to fight among themselves just because they had behaved a little selfishly in the past few days.

This made him extremely disappointed.

"What's the reason?" Huang Qing asked.

Yang Chen was silent for a moment, without explaining, but said: "I can guarantee that it won't be long before I can lead you to a good life."

"Another ridiculous lie. I've had enough!"

Huang Qing sneered: "I'm afraid you don't even believe this kind of words, right?"

"Let's just disperse and give us what belongs to us," said Kang Yuanyuan.

Yang Chen said in a deep voice: “Are you sure you want to leave? In the wasteland, once the scavenging team is dispersed, if we meet again in the future, we will be enemies!”

"Now that internal strife has occurred, there is no chance of true reconciliation."

Dai Lei sneered: "Will you let us stay here?"

"...That's true."

Yang Chen was silent for two seconds, then said: "Take your share and leave. I hope you won't regret your impulsiveness today."

“Yang Chen…” Peng Min’s expression changed.

"I only regret not leaving earlier. I've had enough of following you and eating only once every three days!"

Huang Qing directly took away the animal skin bag full of water.

Kang Yuanyuan hurriedly picked up the grass roots on the ground and took four-fifths of them in one breath.

Peng Min was angry and wanted to stop it.

"Let them take it." Yang Chen said coldly.

Peng Min looked unwilling, but still did not dare to disobey Yang Chen's order.

However, in order to prevent them from going too far, she hurriedly protected the remaining half bag of water and the dozen or so grass roots left on the ground.

Upon seeing this, Dai Lei hurriedly looked around and soon set his sights on the only warm animal skin.

He picked up the animal skin and followed Huang Qing and Kang Yuanyuan out without hesitation.

Looking at the three teammates disappearing in the darkness, Yang Chen slightly exerted force on the hand holding the broken knife, but soon relaxed.

"Since we are destined to be enemies, we might as well kill them directly. If we join forces and pay some price, we can definitely kill them!"

Peng Min said with a grim expression: "They know our behavior and habits very well. If we let them go, there will be endless troubles."

"and then?"

Yang Chen asked: "You've injured yourself all over, and you're waiting for others to take advantage of you?"

Peng Min immediately squatted down in discouragement, with a hint of despair and numbness in his eyes.

Yang Chen turned back to the compartment, collected the metal fragments and rusty nails scattered on the ground, including those nail guns that only had waste attributes, and put them into a piece of worn animal skin.

He wrapped the animal skins and carried them on his back, took his wooden bow and arrows, and returned here.

“It was already difficult, and now there are even fewer people. Will we be able to find food in the future?”

Peng Min squatted on the ground and said in despair: "Even if we find it, can we protect the food with just the two of us? I just want to survive, why is it so difficult?"

"You're wrong. We'll be better off if they leave."

Yang Chen said: "We can't stay here anymore, bring your things and let's go to another place."

After saying this, he walked straight out of the mud-walled house and strode into the night.

Peng Min didn’t know where Yang Chen got his confidence from, but she could only follow Yang Chen now, so she hurriedly picked up the half bag of water and a dozen grass roots, took her bow and arrow and wooden spear, and quickly followed.

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