Still hoarding supplies in the apocalypse? I'll just go on a killing spree and looting!

The result did not disappoint Lin You.

Shunzi is just like he appears.

They are simple, kind, and possess qualities rarely seen in modern society.

This kind of person is very suitable to be a friend, and of course, there's no problem with them being a companion.

Shunzi was quick; she came out with the food in just over ten minutes.

Stir-fried shredded potatoes with sliced ​​meat and a large pot of rice.

The menu is small, but the portions are large and filling.

It has to be said that the wild boar meat was really not very good, even with the spices from this restaurant.

It still tasted like pork.

After dinner, Lin You found an empty room on the first floor for Shunzi to stay in.

Lin You then returned to her room on the second floor.

Picking up the drone she had just used, Lin You decided to recycle it this time to see if it would turn out as she expected.

The plastic casing of the drone in my hand reacted first.

Gray particles drifted outward from the surface of the shell, like extremely fine sand floating in the air.

It shimmered with gray specks of light.

The sharp edges of the shell are receding, becoming blunt and rounded, and then the entire shell begins to "thin out".

Like a piece of ice sublimating at room temperature, skipping the liquid state and directly transforming into fine gray specks of light from a solid state.

Next comes the rotor.

The two remaining intact rotor blades detached from the motor shaft, hovered in the air for half a second, and then disintegrated into layers of carbon fiber sheets.

Countless thin, spiderweb-like black threads spread out in mid-air, like a small nebula disintegrating.

The whole process takes about two minutes.

All the materials gathered above her palm, forming a dark gray sphere of light.

The surface of the sphere of light has faint, flowing lines, as if there is an electric current.

The ball of light entered Lin You's arm, which was covered in golden patterns.

Interface refresh —

Basic material unit × 18

Carbon fiber filament (green) ×4

Silicon wafers (green) ×2

The Blueprint Library icon lights up.

She clicked on it, and saw a new blueprint icon—a simplified wireframe of a quadcopter drone, labeled:

Drone blueprint (incomplete in green).

Similarly, the materials needed to recreate the drone blueprint are still far more than what can be recycled, with a shortfall of at least 40%.

It seems that some of the material has disappeared or been absorbed by the system?

But what does "incomplete" mean?

Do we need to recover more drones to complete the blueprint?

At the same time, Lin You, who was thinking, felt a sudden dizziness.

Only then did he realize that his mental strength had suddenly dropped to thirteen points.

This consumption far exceeds the recycling of fruit knives.

I shook my head, which was feeling a little dizzy.

Lin You got up, closed the door, put the pistol under her pillow, closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

It was a little after 5 a.m.

Lin You was awakened by a sound from downstairs—the sound of chopping wood.

Lin You stretched her body, her bones cracking as she went to the window.

As soon as I drew back the curtains, I saw Shunzi's figure in the yard.

Shunzi was chopping wood with an axe.

He was shirtless, his skin tanned dark from years of labor, and the muscles in his shoulders and back twitched with each swing of the axe.

Sweat trickled down the back of my neck, running down my back muscles.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, placed the axe across his knee, and squinted at the rising sun outside the courtyard wall.

He took a deep breath and swung it again.

As the axe blade fell, the firewood exploded in the middle, splitting into two pieces.

He bent down, picked up the chopped firewood, and stacked it in the corner, his movements as if he were used to doing this.

After stacking the last tree stump, he placed the axe on the stump, scooped a ladle of cold water from the bucket, and tilted his head back to gulp it down.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, water spilled from the corner of his mouth, dripped down his chin onto his chest, and mingled with sweat as it flowed down.

Shunzi wiped the corner of his mouth.

He put the ladle back into the bucket and picked up the axe again.

"Remember not to drink unboiled water in the future."

Shunzi looked up and saw Lin You standing at the window. She smiled, revealing her white teeth, and said, "It's okay, sis. I've seen that the water here is very clear. It's spring water flowing down from the mountain."

"From now on, work for me. This is the rule: water must be boiled before you can drink it."

Shunzi chuckled sheepishly.

"Okay. Sis, dinner's ready. I stewed some potatoes with the leftover pork from yesterday, come down and eat."

Lin You smiled and then went downstairs.

After finishing the meal, not a single piece of wild boar hind leg meat was left. Lin You looked at Shunzi in front of her.

Shunzi blushed slightly and stammered, "Sis, I haven't been eating much lately. I'll eat less in the future."

"No need. Someone will come over in a bit. One of them will install solar panels. Take him to the rocky area on the left and have him install the solar panels there."

"Sis... what's solar energy?"

"...You don't need to ask. Just tell him. There's one more thing to deliver...and carry those boxes back into the house."

"Okay, sis. I got it."

After explaining everything that needed to be explained, Lin You set off for Z City, and after thinking for a moment, handed her secondhand phone to Shunzi.

"If there are any problems, wait for me to come back."

It was only a little past six o'clock, and Lin You didn't plan to wait here. Instead, she hurried to make preparations for the end of the world.

Since we've been reborn just before the apocalypse, we should hurry up and prepare as much as possible.

Although the preparations have far exceeded expectations, you can never have too many good things.

So she needs to make money.

The first way to get money quickly is through various loans, but that's simply not an option now.

Lin You is now wanted by the police.

These days, you have to dress up before going to Z city. Thanks to the current trend of going out, masks and sun-protective arm sleeves are almost essential for women.

Lin You, who was wrapped up tightly in a hat with only her eyes showing, re-entered Z City.

Along the way, Lin You had already made some initial plans.

The safest approach is to utilize a recasting system to directly recycle rare and precious metals at scrap yards.

Gold, silver, and palladium on discarded circuit boards; rare earth components in old mobile phones; platinum and rhodium in scrapped catalytic converters.

These materials would require high refining costs in normal industrial recycling, but for the system, they are recycled in just a few seconds.

Without alerting anyone, leaving no trace of violence, and of course, without triggering a police chase.

However, this plan has a very serious problem.

Based on last night's experiment.

Recycling will deplete Lin You's mental energy, and excessive mental energy depletion will cause extreme fatigue.

At this critical juncture, Lin You needs to ensure that her body is in peak condition.

In case of danger, they won't even be able to fight back.

The second plan was to double-cross each other.

Cash storage locations of various illegal groups are the easiest targets for obtaining large sums of cash before the apocalypse.

These people are highly unlikely to call the police, and even if they die, they will handle the aftermath themselves.

However, in today's interconnected society, finding such a place is not an easy task.

Of course, it's not impossible.

The simplest way is to throw yourself in and then go straight for the enemy's lair.

I found a mobile phone store, bought a used mobile phone, and also bought a temporary SIM card.

These cards have almost disappeared under real-name registration, but something even more convenient has emerged: virtual numbers.

Simply put, a "virtual number" is a temporary number that is not directly linked to a physical SIM card and is used to protect privacy or in specific scenarios.

In other words, as long as there is internet access and you are willing to spend money, you can use it.

Portable Wi-Fi costs around a hundred dollars, and with a mobile phone and virtual number, such as Skype or other providers, this service is available.

The price isn't expensive either, only 300 yuan a month. Of course, these numbers aren't from normal channels; they're blacklisted numbers leaked from courier services and customer service.

Holding the secondhand phone, Lin You made her first call.

"Feed".

Lin You's voice changed; it was completely different from usual, and it had a kind of affected and pretentious quality.

In the five years of the apocalypse in her previous life, she played many roles in the wasteland: scavenger, hunter, bait, and merchant.

Now she just needs to lower her voice and act timidly, like the awkwardness of making this kind of phone call for the first time.

"Is this Brother Qiang? I was introduced by Xiao Lu. She said you have... part-time jobs here."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

The other person is wondering who the little deer is.