Wasteland: My items are infinitely upgraded

The thick fog on the seventh basement level was dense and viscous. To be accurate, it shouldn't be considered fog, but rather clusters of black, mutated bacteria, floating and congealing in the air.

The slime beneath everyone's feet was also very thick. On the fourth to sixth basement levels, the bacterial slime that had accumulated and multiplied on the floor was just a thin, slippery layer.

Now, stepping into the seventh basement level, the accumulated liquid underfoot was almost covering the instep.

These things alone weren't enough to make everyone tremble with fear, but the layers upon layers of piled-up shells and corpses on both sides of the road and beside their feet, which were only empty shells,

And the way they died was too bizarre.

There were no signs of burning, yet only empty shells remained.

It was like when Lin Feng had discovered the source of the Tier 3 bloodstain contamination in the restricted area of the fourth basement level. The dormant warehouse was full of figures kneeling on the ground, but upon closer inspection, only empty shells remained.

They were once vibrant lives, just like them, but now they had become empty shells shaped like sculptures, like relics covered in volcanic ash, forever frozen at the moment the disaster struck.

The struggling movements on their bodies, the terrified expressions on their faces, were still lifelike under the direct light.

Accompanied by the murmuring whispers in their minds, gradually turning into screams, shouts, and painful roars, as if the terrifying cataclysmic radiation of that year

was happening right before everyone's eyes!

From time to time, there were also wriggling flesh buds, parasitizing the surface of the empty shells, swaying up and down like blooming flowers, preying on the bacteria clusters in the air.

Coupled with the fossilized piles of corpses…

The scene before them exuded an unspeakable sense of eeriness.

After Lin Feng and the Salvation Army's main force went underground, looking at the frozen disaster scene, he only felt like a stone was blocking his chest, making it hard to breathe.

A serious accident must have occurred back then, leading to a disaster that swept through the lower three levels, killing tens of thousands of people.

Such as the tragic death and fall of a Tier 3 King.

Causing the lower three levels to be filled with the most concentrated genetic radiation, all shrouded in contamination. Ordinary humans, and even later enhanced humans, couldn't withstand this intensity of radiation for even a few seconds.

The flesh and blood cells in their bodies would be twisted by this radiation energy in an instant.

The chromosomes in the cell nucleus would, after replication, present the genetic arrangement information carried by the radiation, causing the new cells produced by proliferation and division to be assimilated into mutated organisms.

This change was like being penetrated by high-energy radiation particles all over the body, except that physical particle bombardment would shatter the proteins that make up the chromosomes, leading to cell death, and the individual would experience systemic ulceration and organ failure.

Genetic radiation, on the other hand, would distort genetic information, exhibiting the characteristics of assimilation, which was obviously even more terrifying.

During the assimilation process, every cell in the body under the radiation's shroud would break away from nerve control, and even the brain would uncontrollably divide.

One could even clearly sense half of the body eating the other half.

Mutated cells devoured normal cells, and then proliferated more and more of their kind, more thoroughly assimilated.

Of course, this situation would only occur in a process of slow infection. In the face of the violent cataclysm before them, the infected would no longer be given the chance to slowly decay.

The radiation would instantly drain the biomass in the body, causing ordinary cells to transform into evolved mutated cells, becoming contaminated life essence, and then this part of the evolved flesh would detach from the main body, approaching the source of contamination, for its use.

Finally, leaving behind shells formed of dirt and waste, like charred charcoal, crumbling at the slightest touch.

Thus, forming the countless empty shells, shaped like statues, in the human sea before them.

Even after thousands of years, the genetic radiation here has not diminished much.

Faced with such intense radiation pollution, even if everyone was wearing sealed armor, the interference energy released from the source of pollution could still penetrate the protective clothing and enter everyone's brains or bodies.

Affecting everyone's sanity and physical flesh and blood.

Here, not to mention later enhanced humans, even early Tier 1 Evolvers would experience various contaminations under the distortion of radiation energy.

The first to bear the brunt was mental contamination.

People with slightly less firm will, under the dual effect of contamination and the eerie scene before them, would see various illusions and hallucinations, becoming mentally unstable and insane.

Currently, there were seventeen people in the team, excluding the leader Bai Ye, who was opening the way at the front, and Lin Feng, who was guarding the rear. The remaining fifteen were all late-stage Tier 1 Evolvers.

Only with such strength could the evolved cells in their bodies withstand the intense radiation pollution of the bottom three levels.

But they couldn't stay long, because people's tolerance was limited. Once it exceeded the threshold of extreme resistance, they would lose control and become mentally deranged madmen.

So Bai Ye's pace was very fast, while also trying to release spatial abilities to resist the invasion of nearby radiation pollution.

And in the seventh basement level, filled with Tier 3 sources of pollution, the only advantage was that it didn't have a large number of low-level mutated organisms lurking like the upper levels.

The radiation energy emitted here was too strong, so that ordinary Tier 1 mutated organisms, and even early Tier 2 mutated organisms, couldn't set foot in it.

The intense radiation pollution would cause the mutated cells in their bodies to undergo transformation, equivalent to forcibly opening the level evolution, refining and condensing all the low-level mutated cells in the body into Tier 3 mutated cells.

Then only a new shell would remain.

Correspondingly, if one could withstand the forced transformation of genetic radiation, after absorbing the ubiquitous sources of pollution, one could complete the level upgrade.

This was why the two Special Hunter who had fallen here before, as well as the early Tier 2 One-Star Hunter, after unfortunately becoming Corrupters, had their strength increased rapidly.

Especially the One-Star Hunter wearing power armor, relying on his vigorous vitality, withstood the radiation, and not only did his level increase to late Tier 2, if he hadn't been tragically killed by Lin Feng's armor-piercing cannon, he might have transformed into a new Tier 3 mutated King.

So the incubation mother nest on the bottom three levels would either have nothing happen, or it would be breeding a terrible Tier 3 existence, so that the ruins restricted area would live up to its name.

At this moment, Lin Feng, under the protective shield, narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although the radiation intensity of the seventh basement level suddenly increased, it only had a slight effect on Tier 2 Evolvers, and it wasn't fatal. Obviously, the last team of Hunter who entered it had encountered an attack by a Tier 3 mutated organism, which resulted in the loss of more than half of them.

Then the Salvation Army's main force was likely to face the same situation.

At that time, he would have to test the lethality of the armor-piercing cannon, and whether the super weapon synthesized by the organization could successfully kill the Tier 3 mutated King.

Of course, the most important thing was the armory, and the equipment in the military factory.

What Lin Feng had promised at the beginning was to escort the Salvation Army and transport a batch of weapon production equipment. The team's task was to collect Wasteland Wolf essence crystals, but he had never said that he wasn't interested in weapons and equipment.

If there was a chance, he didn't mind bringing back some small cannons and production lines while assisting the Salvation Army, as the foundation for the team's future development.

Relying solely on pure life essence wasn't enough. He also had to buy and sell some legal weapons and ammunition, which was a stable source of income in the long run.

Moreover, with the upgrade system in hand, industrial-related industries were more suitable for Lin Feng's layout than the breeding industry, which could effectively solve wear and tear and failure problems.

The upgraded industrial production line would restore the now declining human civilization with unparalleled production efficiency.

At that time, Lin Feng, relying on low-cost industrial products, especially vehicles for transportation, and providing safe weapons, could easily establish a first-class force.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng then quickened his pace and caught up with the Salvation Army team in front.

Because predecessors had already explored it, so in addition to enduring radiation pollution, the probability of physical attacks by mutated organisms was actually extremely low.

Everyone held their breath and rushed forward silently.

Soon, they arrived at a large area where the warehouses were located.

Lin Feng turned on his searchlight and saw a lot of weapons and equipment inside the half-open sliding iron doors of the warehouse.

There were even green-painted jeeps parked there, already covered in rust due to the humid environment.

After thousands of years of erosion, unless sealed in weapon crates with oil paper wrapping the rifles and bullets, any exposed large equipment would rust and become useless.

With the help of the searchlight, Lin Feng also saw several 120mm mortars and 155mm howitzers, already destroyed by previous explorers, with even the chassis rusted into slag...

Lin Feng sighed with regret.

How wonderful it would be if these heavy firepower weapons could be in his hands, directly upgraded into super cannons that could hit wherever they aimed, providing long-range fire coverage beyond visual range.

At that time, even the mid-stage Tier 2 Chieftain-level Rockhorn Horses could be easily killed, obtaining Tier 2 life source essence and a large amount of Tier 2 evolution meat.

Lin Feng glanced over roughly and found that most of the well-preserved weapons and ammunition had been taken away, and the rest were either rusted into fragments or were too large and could only be moved by the elevator.

There was no value in continuing to explore.

Then, he followed the Salvation Army team and began heading to the eighth basement level of the ruins, which was the location of the military factory.

Before the previous hunter squads, no team had ever entered the restricted area of the ruins so deeply, with most of them active in the upper six levels.

Very few were qualified to enter the lower three levels.

After all, the main dangers in the ruins were concentrated in the Aberrant Nest, and without a Tier 2 powerhouse leading the way, entering this place rashly would lead to a sharp increase in the death rate.

But risks and rewards are proportional.

As an unexplored land rarely visited, the lower three levels buried a large number of treasures of immense value.

For example, the armory and the military factory were built as key areas when this shelter was first established; otherwise, it would have been impossible to place them on the crucial lower three levels.

The upper levels were residential areas, and the lower you went, the more important it became.

When the group reached the entrance to the stairs on the eighth basement level, an even stronger mental pollution suddenly rushed towards them.

It was as if steel wool was rubbing and scrubbing their brains.

The faces of many Salvation Army members inside their breathing masks were either pale or contorted, and all kinds of tragic illusions had already emerged in their minds.

The veins on their foreheads were engorged with blood, and their eyes were also filled with bloodshot, as they tried to resist the mental storm here.

Seeing this, Bai Ye ordered some Level 17 and Level 18 members to stay on the seventh basement level, while the remaining five Level 19 subordinates, at the Tier 1 limit, followed her and Lin Feng into the final level of this trip.

The military factory located below the armory.

A large area for the production of weapons and equipment.

Obviously, that human Tier 3 King back then also had great ambitions and aspirations.

It was a pity that he didn't encounter the right opportunity and was robbed by the desperate Wolf King and other human forces, becoming nourishment for their survival.

At this moment, as Bai Ye and the seven others stepped across the stairs covered in mucus and entered the eighth basement level, they arrived below the armory, a place filled with equipment.

This level was much cleaner, and although the air was stuffy, it was not as sticky and humid as the seventh level.

Under the illumination of the lights, Lin Feng saw familiar machine tools, arranged in an orderly manner in the workshop, with layers of transparent packaging film wrapped around them, airtight.

Some small manual machine tools were once available in the school laboratory, where the mechanical repair major had practical classes, and the first thing they did was to make a hammer.

In fact, under modern industrial conditions, it is very simple to make a gun with not-so-accurate precision. An ordinary skilled worker can manually create one according to the blueprint.

Then there is ammunition. As long as there are sufficient raw materials, the production line can continuously produce in batches, with the machines running twenty-four hours a day, and tens of thousands of rounds a day is a small matter.

However, that is under the modern industrial background. Nowadays, in the wasteland, except for a few large forces, most small and medium-sized or wanderer forces basically do not have the ability to manufacture weapons themselves.

They rely entirely on trading with upper-level forces or guilds to replenish weapons and ammunition, for which they have to pay more and endure invisible exploitation.

For example, the rifle bullets sold by the guild cost only five points per integration point, and a single magazine costs six points, which is equivalent to one kilogram of Level 9 enhanced dried meat.

The actual production cost may not even be one-third of the selling price, which is all exorbitant profit.

As for weapons, the prices of pistols and rifles are naturally even more outrageous.

This is why the news of the appearance of the Taishan Ruins armory and military factory has attracted so many forces, who have flocked here one after another, wanting to make a fortune.

It's just a pity that more people are being fleeced than those who are getting the meat.

At this moment, as soon as Lin Feng entered the eighth basement level, he saw not only well-preserved machine tools under the light of several people's searchlights, but also many oval meat sacs seven or eight meters in size.

These were aberrant eggs, one by one.

When they entered the fifth basement level before, they found an unformed aberrant egg at the entrance, which Bai Ye ordered to be burned into slag directly with a flamethrower.

Now, they are densely distributed in the corridors and equipment rooms of the eighth basement level. Just in the space less than a hundred meters in front of them, more than a dozen aberrant eggs have grown.

There should also be some in the seventh basement level, but the number is far less dense, and they are not distributed on the main roads.

The group stopped at the entrance of the stairs, hesitant to move forward.

Bai Ye looked at the fleshy pipes like nerve networks growing and spreading on the ground in front of her. They connected these aberrant eggs, providing them with a constant stream of nutrients.

Once they were damaged, it was likely to trigger a mature aberrant egg, giving birth to a Tier 3 aberrant king to guard the incubation nest.

Because there was no intelligence from the hunter squads, the group could only proceed carefully.

While avoiding the fleshy blood vessels all over the ground, they searched for equipment that could be moved out.

The first thing to look for was machine tools.

Small manual machine tools weighing one or two tons were also very useful. Compared to modern CNC machine tools weighing tens or hundreds of tons, they were more suitable for the low technical level of the wasteland.

Although they could not perform high-precision processing and the production efficiency was very low, they were convenient. With a turn of the milling cutter, the processing could be completed manually.

Before going underground this time, Marie, the team's mechanic, specifically instructed Bai Ye to obtain at least two small machine tools, so that they could produce two simple rifles a day, which could effectively solve the Salvation Army's own weapon needs.

As for the ammunition problem, the casting template is actually more important than the assembly line. The standard size of bullets is difficult to control. As for filling the gunpowder and inserting the bullet head, it can be done manually.

If the size of the bullet is incorrect and the airtightness is not good, it will not only cause a decrease in accuracy and power, but also a risk of explosion.

Therefore, the most important things for this mission are at least two small machine tools, as well as stamping and forming machines for bullet casings and bullet heads.

But when Bai Ye raised her head, she found that the bullet production area was not nearby, but in a more distant unknown place.

This meant that they had to enter the depths of the eighth basement level to find the corresponding bullet stamping and forming machine.

Bai Ye frowned slightly. This challenge was not small.

The five Level 19 subordinates around her had obviously declined after entering the eighth basement level and were no longer able to concentrate on subtle manipulations.

The only one who could assist her was Lin Feng.

But at this moment, the man behind her was looking at a medium-sized CNC machine tool not far away.

Bai Ye then said in a low voice:

"Team Leader Lin, you seem to be very interested in these things too?"

Take a break at the end of the month.

Mainly because this chapter involves knowledge blind spots, I didn't dare to write nonsense. I watched a lot of military industrial production videos and roughly understood the manufacturing process.