The piercing silver light pouring out from the window almost burned the eyes, blurring the vision, only barely outlining the hazy silhouette of a blueprint inside.
The brand new machine panel was cold and smooth, with the price clearly marked above the purchase button:
"Special offer 5 silver coins."
Su Lin received a few coins handed over by his grandfather, the coins jingling as they rolled into the coin slot, and then pressed the purchase button.
The dazzling silver light quickly receded like a tide, and the blueprint on the shelf silently slid into the delivery outlet.
Su Can didn’t reach out, instead rubbed his hands, eagerly urging Su Lin:
"You take it!"
"..." Su Lin helplessly pursed his lips, was his luck really that superstitious?
He bent down and took the blueprint out of the cold delivery outlet, the lambskin paper feeling tough in his hand.
"How is it?" Su Can couldn’t wait, stretching his neck, looking like a goose waiting to be fed.
Su Lin looked down and carefully examined the contents of the blueprint, his expression instantly solidified, a trace of astonishnt flashed in his eyes.
"Well, how is it?" The old man was anxious and grabbed his ears, wishing he could snatch it to see clearly.
Su Lin handed the blueprint over with a strange expression:
"It should... be quite good, right? This type of blueprint, I’ve never seen it before."
"Never seen it?"
This answer further aroused Su Can’s curiosity, he snatched the blueprint, held it to his face, his eyes instantly widened.
"Special chanism Blueprint: Pressure Machine"
"Floor-mounted Deploynt chanism"
"Build a pressure machine on the ground, all chanical and physical damage-type chanisms receive 20% power bonus."
"There is no limit on the number of this chanism, can be stacked."
Su Can read word by word, his mouth slightly open, stunned as well.
"A special blueprint that enhances chanism power?"
Su Lin asked:
"Grandpa, have you seen it?"
"Never heard of it!" Su Can shook his head repeatedly, full of novelty.
"How about it?"
At this mont, Su Qi arranged the periter alert, walked over, his gaze fell on the blueprint in the old man’s hand.
Su Can stuffed the blueprint to him:
"Have a look at this rare thing yourself."
Su Qi quickly scanned the blueprint, a trace of surprise in his eyes:
"There is actually this kind of auxiliary chanism? 20% power bonus, can also be stacked... the effect is indeed unique, but the downside is also obvious, it needs to occupy a valuable chanism slot."
No doubt, this is an extrely rare blueprint.
But the effect is rather subtle.
Is it worth using a chanism slot to exchange for a 20% damage bonus for a specific type of chanism?
Su Qi pondered for a mont, looked at Su Lin and said:
"Linzi, do you need this blueprint?"
"I can’t use it." Su Lin shook his head decisively, "My Giant Beast-Hunting Bee is a summoned creature, not a chanical type, the pressure machine is ineffective on it. Moreover..."
He paused, said:
"Compared to the improvent brought by entries, specially clearing a slot to install a pressure machine seems a bit wasteful to at the mont."
His current Arrow Wall, Earth Spike, and Wooden Hamr can benefit, but one chanism slot only for a 20% power boost, the gains diminish with entry support, he prefers to install direct attack or control chanisms.
Su Qi put away the blueprint:
"Understood. Then let’s store it in the old house’s warehouse for now."
He’s planning, when the old house upgrades to level five and chanism slots are plentiful, he can make one or two to test its effect."
On the periter, the Hunting Group and various village leaders stood solemnly and quietly waiting, not a sound.
In the dangerous place at this mont, all rely on the Su Family as a stabilizing force, naturally, they had no objection to the Su Family monopolizing the vending machine.
Survival in the end tis, the biggest taboo is not knowing one’s place.
Such people died out early in the apocalypse, those still alive are from relatively good backgrounds.
Yet in these wilds, who can compare to the Su Family?
...
After a brief pause, the team set off again.
Around the abandoned high school forgotten by ti, they proceeded along the gray-black rocky terrain, in front of them appeared a once bustling, now silent market ruin.
Thick gray fog flowed through the ruins, Su Lin’s sharp eyes pierced the thin mist, recognized a few peeled-off large characters on a rusty, shaky iron sign atop the market entrance:
"Donghui City"
It should have been "Donghui Market", but the last "Market" character had long been missing, leaving a glaring void.
Just then, Su Can, always perceiving like radar, suddenly stopped, his deep and serious voice broke the silence:
"No choice but to face them, they’re here! Everyone, prepare for combat!"
His words had hardly fallen—
BOOM!!!
A deafening explosion erupted from the depths of the market!
Accompanied by a heart-pounding tremor and an earth-shaking stampede, a giant boar like a moving hill charged out furiously!
Behind it, the fog vigorously tossed, countless massive dark shadows surged like a breached black flood!
Ye Xin’an’s pupils shrank, swiftly drew the long saber from his back, the blade’s edge glead coldly in the gloom, shouted:
"Team one! Follow —face the enemy!"
"Yes!" Team one’s mbers shouted together, instantly assuming combat stance.
Su Lin tightly gripped the two-ter bamboo pole blade, its blade a unique cold steel gleam in the gray mist.
He rembered the previous arrangents, stuck closely to Ye Xin’an, his eagle-like eyes scanning the frenziedly charging beast horde, while intently observing and learning Ye Xin’an’s command and coordination.
The roar of the beast horde converged into a deathly frenzy, insanely pouncing from all directions shrouded by mist.
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