Although he didn't know the function of this mechanical part, Qi Lin still carefully put it away.

All purple quality items are extremely rare treasures. You can tell by looking at the effect of the corpse king serum - but what Qi Lin didn't know is that the probability of causing human mutant to become an evolutionist, such as the corpse king serum, is so low that most of the experimental subjects that directly inject advanced mutant biological serum were killed directly.

Killing the mutated fat-headed fish and completing the task experience has brought Qi Lin to level 3. At the same time, the intelligence brain authority [Task Bounty Platform] is open. Qi Lin took a look and found that the most conspicuous task was the one that offered him a reward, but if the amount of this bounty was possible, he wanted to kill himself and collect it. Anyway, he only had 10,000 resources to buy a resurrection opportunity, and the bounty accumulated to more than 20,000.

After packing up the equipment and saying goodbye to the one-armed zombie who was speechless, Qi Lin returned to the off-road vehicle and found a safe and hidden place to get off the line.

The main brain of the shelter stipulates that each person must be active in the game for more than 10 hours a day, and the remaining time is allocated by himself, or as usual, to earn resource points other than quotas through work. So far, Qi Lin's game time is exactly ten hours and four minutes.

When you go offline, you must be in a non-combat state, otherwise Qi Lin can use "offline escape" to avoid the edge before at the gas station. After you go offline, the backpack and close-fitting equipment will disappear with the characters, but the vehicle will remain in place, and the player can take away only the vehicle's start key.

Therefore, Qi Lin pulled out a large piece of canvas used as mats from the off-road vehicle, covered the body of the vehicle, and evenly applied loess on it. In this way, from a distance, it looked like a stone.

After doing all this, he called out the virtual control panel in the game and chose "Leave the game".

...

Sitting up from the game cabin, Qi Lin had no other discomfort except for his slightly dizzy mind. It seems that even the lowest-end game cabin distributed in slums uses a very mature complete immersion technology. It seems that the senior management and main brain of the shelter should have had this plan a long time ago.

After looking at the game cabin around him, Xiao Lei was still immersed in the game world. Qi Lin moved his hands and feet and planned to go to the black market first.

The structure of the underground shelter slum is countless maze-like tunnels, with small rooms opening on both sides of the tunnel to accommodate people. All the oxygen in the room is distributed by the main brain, but the air quality outside the room is very poor.

It is turbid, foul smell, low oxygen concentration, and mixed with many harmful gases. Anyone who wants to leave his room must wear a breathing mask.

Qi Lin lived in this room of "France 37, Refuge No. 187" three years ago, while Xiao Lei was a "roommate" who moved in half a year ago. According to the people brought by Xiao Lei, Xiao Lei's parents were both "diggers" and died in an underground tunnel collapse accident. After the accident, Xiao Lei's family's residence in the middle area was taken back by the company, and he was randomly thrown to Qi Lin.

Diggers are a profession where the work is heavy but relatively generous among the residents in the middle area is relatively rewarding. Their job is to open up new space underground, provide accommodation for the increasing population, and find mineral resources buried underground.

In recent years, since areas with relatively stable underground structures have basically been excavated, the shelter has set the excavation direction in some areas with soft soil but deeper depths. Although the excavation is high in these areas, the chance of discovering the most valuable resource - groundwater, is also higher.

Xiao Lei's parents were buried in a dark abyss more than 2,000 meters above the surface due to the bending and breaking of a supporting steel pillar. The sixteen-year-old child they left behind was directly downgraded to the poor class. His parents' pitiful inheritance was swallowed up by the large consortium responsible for excavation and work.

This is one of the reasons why Xiao Lei hates the rich people so much.

In this underground world where the strong prey on the weak, this situation is common, and such things happen almost every day... However, under Qi Lin's persuasion, Xiao Lei did not join an uprising organization that came to recruit him after hearing the news. However, the other children who died there also died and all of them were deprived of their lives joined in.

A week later, the uprising plan was exposed, and the bodies of the children were hung on wooden frames at the intersection of the tunnel, making the air quality in the tunnel worse.

"How do you know that the uprising will fail?"

More than once, Xiao Lei asked Qi Lin this, but Qi Lin could only smile and said it was luck. He didn't know how to tell this child who was 16 years old and had a passionate mind that the driving force behind the uprising was the mining company where his parents worked.

Using the method of "creating an uprising" to eliminate unstable factors is almost the same as the "fishing and stalking" before the end of the world.

...

Bypassing the intersection with a few corpses with only bones left, Qi Lin walked to a three-meter-high air-tight door and raised his hand to knock on the door panel.

With a "Kala", a small window opened on one side of the wall, and there was a dirty monitor inside. After Qi Lin entered a few numbers, the air-tight door slowly split.

This is paying the entry fee for the black market. If it weren't for this restriction, the entire underground black market would be full of beggars who "get rid of oxygen".

After two airtight doors, Qi Lin's eyes suddenly became clear, and a brightly lit underground square appeared in front of him, and his ears were filled with shouts and bargaining sounds.

"Hold it, this is your ticket. You have to leave after the time. You know the rules." An old guard with a hunched back stuffed an irregular piece of paper into Qi Lin's hand, and wrote "10 Resource Points, 19:50."

Below these characters is an anti-counterfeiting stamp pressed out with steel stamps.

In the black market, you have to pay five resource points to the controller of the black market for an hour, which means that Qi Lin must leave before 21:50.

"I don't know if I can find some good things today..."

Qi Lin walked towards a stall at the entrance of the square, where all sold were all common parts of guns that were abandoned before the end of the world or handmade after the end of the world.

These things that are absolutely contraband outside can be bought and sold in this black market, and are even one of the most insignificant commodities. It can be seen that the controller of this black market is definitely a very terrifying big shot.

But all of this has nothing to do with Qi Lin. His most important purpose in the black market was to find some parts that could be used, and then use his extraordinary understanding of guns to assemble some finished guns and resell them to weapons stores in the black market.

He never sold weapons directly to the rebel army, which was also for the sake of security. Although the price of the weapon store owner was slightly lower, since the firearms he made became famous, the price of these weapon store owners would not be much lower.

The guns produced by "Survey" are all good guns. This is a fact recognized by the Shelter No. 187 and even several nearby shelters. This "Survey" is Qi Lin's own trademark.

The guns he made would use crosses and circles to portray a simple sight icon on the grip. This was Qi Lin's habit. When he was an accurate shooter in the mercenary army, each gun he had modified also had this sight pattern on it.

Although this sign will be investigated by the shelter managers when it appears in the weapons of the uprising troops, it will usually be cut off when it reaches the black market, which is one of the reasons why he never sells weapons directly to users.

One more middleman, one more security.

Just as Qi Lin was squatting in front of the stall and was selecting parts, he suddenly heard a few people shopping on the side suddenly say: "I heard that the material warehouse of Sanctuary No. 188 was burned by the rebels, and the entire shelter was in a material crisis and was planning to transfer things from us."

"Why? Let them starve to death!"

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Chapter completed!