I build a shelter in the eternal night.

Chapter 39 "You can fucking play like this?"

"Our ancestors were absolutely right."

"Many hands make light work."

There is only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before the eternal night descends.

Outside the camp, in the gloomy rain, Chen Fan looked at the extremely simple and dilapidated "car" in front of him and sighed with emotion. After everyone in the camp got to work, in about an hour, the world's first car was born.

The bamboo pole's strange bones form the frame of the drive shaft.

Several fairly flat wooden planks were nailed together to form the main body of the vehicle.

There is no car body, no car windows.

It was just a lone, thick wooden board, about 30 centimeters thick.

A thick copper pipe, about 20 centimeters high and mostly shaved off, is embedded in the center of the wooden board. At the bottom of the copper pipe is a "spiked trap" covered with monkey skin, which serves as the power source for the "spiked trap engine".

Besides--

Several gears, carved from "mantis knives," were placed beneath the wooden plank and connected to four wheels via drive shafts. The wheels were made of wood and covered with the skin of a monkey-headed demon.

In the center of the wooden board, above the "engine," there is a relatively thin copper tube serving as a control lever.

The spikes will be triggered if you keep pressing down on the copper pipe.

The drive shaft converts the impact force generated by the ground spikes into the rotational motion of the wheels through gears, thereby propelling the planks forward.

but.
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Chen Fan's lips twitched slightly. It was far too rudimentary. As of now, the speed was completely unknown, and its sturdiness was not something he could guarantee at all. It might fall apart as soon as it was started, or it might start normally but fall apart halfway after leaving the camp.

"Zhou Mo, you give it a try."

"I come!"

Zhou Mo showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, he eagerly jumped onto the wooden board and, under the watchful eyes of the lame monkey and the others, slowly gripped the thin copper pipe that the stationmaster called the "control lever".

It stabbed downwards suddenly.

Suddenly!

The ground stimulates activity.

The force travels along the drive shaft to the gears and causes the wheels to start rotating.

The vehicle moved.

Zhou Mo's eyes lit up as he felt the spikes below rebounding rapidly. He thrust the thin copper tube in his hand downwards again, and the force traveled along the drive shaft to the wheel, causing it to spin rapidly.

Once, twice, three times.

The rotation speed of the wheels began to gradually increase.

The extremely simple wooden cart quickly drove out of the camp and sped towards the wasteland outside the camp. The wooden wheels, covered with the fur of a monkey head, were quite well adapted to the terrain of the wasteland.

"Oh ho ho!!"

The crowd gradually turned their gaze toward Zhou Mo's disappearing figure, listening to his excited shouts from afar.

"So fast!?"

A look of disbelief flashed in the lame monkey's eyes as he murmured, "This speed is much faster than that of a regular camel, and it's almost as fast as a horse, and it's not tiring at all."

"Actually, it's a bit tiring."

Chen Fan sighed helplessly. The control lever required him to manually stab the ground repeatedly, which was physically demanding, and he couldn't stab it many times anyway.

at this time--

From afar, amidst the gloomy rain, came Zhou Mo's terrified roar: "Stationmaster, why did you stop!"

With only half an incense stick's time left before the eternal night descends, running far away at this point would allow one to find a place to prepare for death.

"let go!"

"He's still running even after you let go!"

"Wait a moment after letting go."

The wooden cart gradually came to a stop, and Zhou Mo's loud shout rang out again in the rain: "Stationmaster, how do we turn around?"

"Jump down, pick up the cart, and turn it to face the camp."

Braking is achieved by releasing the accelerator.

Steering was entirely done by people moving the vehicle.

no way.

Given the limited resources, this was the best we could do.

Soon.

Standing on the wooden plank, Zhou Mo excitedly maneuvered the wooden cart back to the camp. However, he misjudged the situation, and even though he had released the control lever in advance, the vehicle still rushed out of the camp again due to inertia.

Only after Zhou Mo, panting heavily, hoisted the entire cart onto his shoulder and returned to the camp did he look at Chen Fan with an excited expression. "Station Chief!"

"With this, I can go to more distant stations and bring back more strange stones and resources!"

"He's quite strong."

Chen Fan glanced at Zhou Mo: "This is just the first prototype. In the next few days, have Qi Chong and the other man drive this thing around the area a few times while they are farming during the day to see if there are any problems."

"Continue to visit the nearby stations these next few days."

"I'll hand it over to you after the test is complete."

"So that you don't fall apart halfway through your journey and can't come back."

Don't say it.

Only Zhou Mo can use this thing; no one else has his strength.

Once it runs out of power, it shuts down.

I'll optimize it when I have time, and see if I can make it automatic so that no human intervention is needed.

"okay!"

"It's getting dark. Those who need to sleep, go to sleep; those who need to go to town, go to town. Disperse."

Half an incense stick later.

Endless darkness surged in once more, enveloping the entire world. Only the glow of the eerie fire created a safe zone that enveloped the entire camp.

On the city wall.

Chen Fan stood in the simple rain shelter that Qi Chong had built on the wall that day, feeling the cool night breeze and the light rain, and looked out at the gray fog outside the camp, wondering if tonight would be as calm as last night.

"coming!"

Almost instantly after nightfall, Chen Fan saw one strange creature after another gradually emerging from the gray fog.

There is a monkey head that is strange.

There is a bamboo pole.

There's also the mantis ghost.

And a familiar old friend, a female ghost carried in a sedan chair by four bamboo pole ghosts.

It's the same group of people, oh no, it's the same group of spies!

However, there were significantly more monsters than last time. Last time there were only about a hundred monsters, but tonight there were more than 300 at a glance, surrounding the camp from all directions, ready to launch an attack at any moment.

Obviously.

The reason why things were calm last night was most likely because the ghostly creatures that passed by were all intercepted by this female ghost.

Eh?
There were also nearly a hundred flesh-worm monsters, bound and thrown on the ground, struggling in front of the group of monsters.

Are the monsters fighting amongst themselves?

"Everything is ready."

Chen Fan turned to look at the ten level 2 arrow towers and two level 3 arrow towers placed on the city wall, and breathed a slight sigh of relief. They should be able to hold out. He still had more than 300 Ghost Stones. If things went wrong, he could upgrade the camp's strength again at any time!

The female ghost clearly possessed a certain level of intelligence. Perhaps she felt that the reason for the previous failure was that her subordinates were scattered in batches, so this time the ghosts had just gathered near the camp.

Accompanied by a burst of ear-piercing, maniacal laughter, they launched a full-scale attack.

There was no probing, no feint.

One after another, bamboo pole monsters, each over 3 meters tall, walked step by step from the gray mist toward the camp, their speed increasing. The moment they rushed into the camp, they grabbed the flesh worm monsters beside them and slammed them against the city wall inside the camp with all their might.

Several arrow towers on the city wall were immediately activated.

One crossbow bolt after another accurately struck the fleshy worm that was arcing through the air.

It exploded into eerie green flames in the air.

However, some of the liquid slipped through the net and crashed heavily onto the surface of the city wall. The moment the dark green liquid exploded, the city wall began to corrode, and soon the hit areas became pitted and uneven.

This is basically using worms as hand grenades.

Don't say it.

It works quite well.

"Oh shit!"

Chen Fan crouched low behind the parapet, peering out at the explosions in the sky outside the city, and couldn't help but curse angrily.

"You can fucking play like that?"

He finally knew what that female ghost had been up to last night!

It turns out they were following the treacherous tide of flesh-eating worms and kidnapping a batch of them to use as hand grenades.

(End of this chapter)