Ever since the pets had become accustomed to things, they spent their nights lying down together.
Seeing Su Mo getting up so early, Oreo, who was resting in the living room, raised her head in acknowledgment before going back to sleep.
Big Spark and Little Spark were curled into a ball beside Oreo, sleeping relaxedly with their heads on Oreo’s soft belly.
After moving around a little, Su Mo wiped his face and rinsed his mouth. He took off his coat and pants, washed them in water, then hung them by the ventilation window to dry under the sun.
Turning his head, Su Mo poured the murky psychic energy water into the culture medium and then went and sat down on the stone bench, topless.
The wasteland was a little chilly in the morning.
However, Su Mo felt rather comfortable sitting in the shelter that was five meters underground.
When it was about eight o’clock, Su Mo shifted his attention toward the system prompt on Day 9.
[Doomsday Calendar Month 1, Day 9]
[Acquired first weapon with combat abilities exceeding 5 points (Survival points +10)]
[Acquired first armor with combat abilities exceeding 10 points (Survival points +25)]
[Killed a “squad” of kobolds effortlessly (Survival points +10)]
[Melee ability and melee awareness greatly enhanced (Survival points +50)]
[Successfully attracted the hatred of 1862 kobolds for the first time (Survival points +350)]
[First-time handcrafting an Excellent-quality Level Material (Survival points +50)]
….
[Congratulations, Su Mo!]
[In humanity’s trial of “light” and “darkness”, you have chosen to stand between light and darkness. You found the path that suits you best and successfully overcome the test of human nature]
[Because you stand in the darkness, you yearn for the light even more (Survival points +1500)]
[Scanning host’s survival environment. Survival points evaluation in progress. 90 survival points gained today.]
…
Total calculation: Survival points +2085
Survival points remaining: 2334
[Detecting that existing survival points are above 1000. The Doomsday Survival System officially enters an update]
[Upgrade update 1.0%…5.0%…20.0%…100%]
[Doomsday Survival System has been updated and activates its second function. Automatically gained one draw function]
[May the host live longer and become stronger in this doomsday world]
Line after line of words flashed before Su Mo’s eyes as he looked at each of the enhancements one by one.
After seeing the 1500 survival points bonus, Su Mo clenched his fist; his expression becoming even more determined!
“Phew…2300 points, enough to completely double my capabilities!”
“In a few days, Kento Maeda, the kobolds…”
After tossing the distracting thoughts to the back of his mind, Su Mo focused mentally and summoned the spectral Doomsday Survival System panel.
Su Mo had not opened the panel voluntarily ever since the first system activation.
There had only been one manual upgrade on the panel previously.
Now that the system had been updated, a new function had been added after the upgrade—Creation!
“Hm? Creation? Sounds like a very familiar function…”
“I just don’t know what this system has to do with Fengling Yueying!”
Thinking of the most powerful clan in every game on Earth—the Fengling Yueying clan, Su Mo smiled, clicked in, and began checking out the function.
After a while, Su Mo sort of understood the system’s new function after trying it out once.
Creation:
As the name suggested, as long as one had enough survival points, one would be able to create anything they had previously seen from their memory.
Of course, even if the object had not been seen before, and was just a figment of one’s imagination, it could still be directly realized after inputting the requirements and investing sufficient survival points.
“System, give me a Type 99 main battle tank!”
Su Mo said aloud, as he recalled the Type 99 he had seen in his mind.
As long as he had a tank at this stage, let alone the saltpeter mining campsite, even the kobold castle could be taken down.
[Insufficient survival points. Type 99 main battle tank, survival points required: 1210000]
“Holy shit, it’s that expensive?” Touching the back of his head, Su Mo lowered his request and tried asking, “How about a Type 09 Infantry Fighting Vehicle?”
[Insufficient survival points. Type 09 Infantry Fighting Vehicle, survival points required: 990000]
“DF-41?”
[Insufficient survival points. DF-41, survival points required: 120000000]
“Good God, cut the crap. You might as well give me two stuffed beef buns and some flatbread soaked in lamb soup!”
[Sufficient survival points. Stuffed beef buns + flatbread soaked in lamb, 145 survival points required. Do you want to create it?]
“No no no, don’t create it!” Seeing the prompt that popped up from the system, Su Mo repeatedly denied it and quickly canceled the creation requirement.
“Looks like I can only try and use this creation function when I can earn tens of thousands of survival points every day in the later stages.”
Although the creation function was powerful, it would cost him 145 points just for breakfast. It was definitely not a viable option at the moment!
However, in times of crisis, it might be useful for emergencies!
Su Mo stood up and was about to shut down the system when he glanced and saw the number ‘1’ in the lower right corner.
“Right, it seems like the system has given me one chance at a free creation since it was upgraded. I don’t know what good stuff I can draw though.”
Given that the asking price of creation was too expensive, Su Mo did not have high hopes of actually drawing any expensive items from the prize draw.
Based on the nature of the system, he definitely would not be able to draw anything invincible at this stage.
The screen flickered. When he tapped on the prize draw panel, cards suddenly popped out one after the other.
“Aircraft carrier…”
“Star Demolisher…”
“Water Droplet…”
“Twin vector foil… ”
“The Power, Lightsword…”
“Lightning Storm”
“Controlled Nuclear Fusion Power Station”
“Room temperature superconductor material”
…
There were countless cards with superweapons written on them that Su Mo could never imagine, as well as material resources that were beyond the current technological limits. Each one was depicted vividly on the cards
Flipping over the Star Demolisher card with his mind, Su Mo saw the current probability of it being drawn, this time, behind the card.
“0…”
“You f*cking system, it would be great if you could at least give a ‘1’ behind the countless zeros after the decimal point as a consolation. Do you have to be so realistic?”
He then flipped over a few others and, after seeing that the draw rate of all the high-tech weapons were 0, and that even an ordinary nuclear power plant was 0, Su Mo simply stopped flipping them over and decided to immediately draw.
Countless illusory cards shuffled quickly within Su Mo’s mind.
Unlike the previous round of prize draw, Su Mo randomly picked one among the countless cards.
With such low probability rates, whatever he drew could already be considered a profit. Even if he drew flatbread soaked in lamb soup, or cold-skin noodles in pepper soup with Ice Peak soda, that would be delicious too!
After adjusting his mindset, he watched as the illusory card slowly revealed its graceful self.
Su Mo conjured up an illusory hand in his mind. He slowly flipped over the lower-left corner of the card and peeked at it.
“Huh? Concrete pavement?”
Su Mo was very familiar with the portion of the image revealed at the lower-left corner. It was concrete pavement from Earth.
Given his mood, he lifted it up a little more and the image of a black tire slowly revealed itself before Su Mo.
“There’s something, there really is something. Oh my f*cking God, you are not playing with me, are you?”
Looking at the tires parked on the concrete pavement on the card, Su Mo stood up excitedly and immediately uncovered the entire card!
On the black-gray card, he could see a truck painted in camouflage, parked nicely on the yellow-lined concrete pavement.
The truck was not unusual, nor was it very big. Although there were five tires on each side, it’s size and form did not exceed Su Mo’s expectations.
However…
In Su Mo’s vision…
There was a combination of letters and numbers that all Huaxians were familiar with.
DF-17!
“Oh shit, you really gave me a Dongfeng ballistic missile truck? Are you not afraid of 404? Dude?”
He stood in the shelter and looked at the image on the card.
Su Mo was shocked. He was thoroughly shocked!
Especially when he saw the details of the ballistic missile truck. Su Mo could feel his legs tremble at this moment. He fell to the ground as though his legs were like jelly.
Waves of dizziness washed over him.
What was this ballistic missile truck? What was this DF-17?
A DF-17 missile glides at the peak of the atmosphere at supersonic speed. It would not follow a parabolic arc trajectory, but would travel in a straight line through the air.
Then, when it reached the target overhead, it would plunge down vertically. Such a superweapon was equivalent to a flying sword in fantasy novels that could take the head of a person from thousands of kilometers away.
While Su Mo was not a fanatical military enthusiast, he had envied watching the Amurican B2 bombers in action more than a decade ago.
Su Mo had not dreamt of so quickly obtaining the supersonic-speed missile that Amurica did not even have.
