Strength increased by ten percent. What kind of black technology is this?
But then again, is this stuff sugar or a stimulant?
Lucius didn't know its ingredients, and there was no production date and ingredient list on the outer packaging.
"The duration is actually 10 hours."
A 10% buff looks pretty good, and even 10% power at a critical moment is enough to turn the tide of the battle. Just eat lollipops when you are in battle...It doesn't quite match his image as a tough guy. And when it will take effect is unknown.
After thinking about it, Lucius decided to keep it first. It is not a bad thing to have one more hole card in hand.
...
Next morning.
Players are online as scheduled. Although the real work during the day is exhausting, but after going online, they are exhausted, and they are full of energy and vitality.
The Bunny cement kiln has completely dried out. He and Gale went to the construction site on the map, and brought back dozens of kilograms of limestone with a cart, then went to the river to get a few large buckets of clay and sand, and started the first portland cement production with a grunt. In fact, the formula of ordinary Portland cement can be found publicly on the Internet.
To put it simply, limestone is crushed and mixed with clay and iron filings in a specific ratio, and heated to 1450 degrees celsius in a special kiln for calcination. Cement clinker prepared in this way requires only the addition of sand and water to form cement mortar that can be used in construction. With the help of some professional websites, you can even find out the specific material ratio of different cements according to the construction requirements.
As long as you do your homework before playing the game, the difficulty is far easier than traveling to ancient times and starting from scratch. Considering that it was his first time making this thing, Bunny chose the simplest formula. The material requirements for this thing were not too harsh, and it could barely be completed with the current conditions of the shelter outpost.
Relying on his 'natural power', he picked up the hammer and smashed the stones picked up on the construction site into smaller pieces, and then mixed them with clay and iron filings restored with charcoal, and sent them into the newly completed kiln.
Tomorrow enthusiastically put his hands on the side, rubbing the branches tied to the mud tray—this is a simple blower, composed of water pipes, bark, and cotton threads, which can send a large amount of air into the kiln to make the charcoal inside It burns harder.
"How do we determine the temperature in the kiln?"
"Do not know."
"Do not know???"
"Otherwise? Do you have an industrial thermometer? In short, don't talk nonsense, rub the blower with more force and blow it in, and you're done! Hey... just get a generator somewhere."
"..."
Bunny sighed while rubbing his chin, Tomorrow was quite speechless beside him.
This guy.
Since becoming a 'Construction Captain', he has become more and more like a contractor.
While rubbing the branches, he deserted, wondering where the two animals, Gale and Walker, had gone...
In fact, it's not just the two of them who don't know, Lucius, who is the manager, doesn't know either.
Although he can confirm whether the player is online or offline, as well as the approximate location and distance through the system, he cannot fully grasp the player's specific coordinates.
At least not now.
But when Lucius was thinking about what the two players were doing, he saw the two players walking towards him with buckets.
"Where have you been?"
Facing the manager's inquiry, Gale answered truthfully.
"Near the mutated leech nest."
Lucius frowned.
"Didn't I say not to go there?"
"We didn't go in, we just set up a trap near the nest...Look, this is the cub of a mutated leech."
Before the wind could speak, Walker who was on the side saw the manager's displeasure, fearing that he would lose his favor, he quickly put the plastic bucket in his hand on the ground and explained.
Lucius glanced into the barrel and found that there were some glass bottles inside, and the bottles were full of palm-sized larvae. Their postures are distorted, their deformed mouthparts are expanding and contracting, and they are intertwined with their companions, just like the tentacles in the book.
"It's interesting...how did you do it?"
When he was on Beit Street before, he had never heard of anyone grabbing this thing. Although mutated insects are rich in protein, they also have a relatively high content of parasites. Those things cannot be killed by throwing them in a pot and cooking them for a while. In addition, this thing has a special living environment, rarely acts alone, and its combat effectiveness is difficult to assess, so few survivors are interested in it.
"Blood! We use the blood of animals to lure them into glass bottles with bait. Large leeches can't get in, and small leeches can't get out if squeezed in!"
Walker spoke excitedly, and Gale added a few sentences beside him.
"These mutated leeches should be foraging at night, and return to their nests during the day. Except for some bottles that were crushed, these little guys are still in the bottles. I was just planning to try it out, but I didn't expect it to be surprisingly effective. it is good."
Lucius touched his chin and nodded.
"I see...that's a really good idea."
No wonder Gale asked himself for some prey meat yesterday. He planned to use it as bait to catch the young of mutant leeches?
Only……
"...What are you going to do with this thing?"
Lucius looked at Gale and continued to ask.
"I don't know about leeches, but you can't eat mutated leeches."
"I'm not going to study how to eat it, I'm going to use it for fishing."
"Fishing?"
"Well, Yes," Gale nodded, with a slightly excited expression, "When I was exploring the shoreline of the lake, I found some big black birds fishing on the lake! Since there are fish in the lake, we can definitely get food by fishing!"
This is a great idea!
After listening to Gale's words, Lucius's eyes lit up.
In fact, it is not that he has never tried fishing before. After all, compared with hunting, the risk of fishing is much lower. However, his fishing skills are really hard to describe in words. It is rare to catch him with professional fishing gear and bait, let alone without such things.
In fact, this is not entirely his problem. If fish are so easy to catch, why don't the survivors settle down by the lake? The fish in Lonia Lake are also mutants, which are the alien species in the mouth of the survivors. After trying several times without success, and putting in the fishing gear that took so much time to make, Lucius gave up.
"Can you fish?"
Faced with the manager's question, Gale was stunned for a moment and said.
"No...but I checked on the Internet. There are such fishing traps. I plan to try to make a few."
Although I'm not sure if the NPC can understand what it means to 'check it on the Internet,' but the NPC didn't respond to it when they talked about things in reality a few times before. Presumably, the program setting will automatically ignore such content, so the Gale simply said it.
Lucius was overjoyed in his heart, but nodded calmly on his face.
"Okay, since you know how to catch fish, I'll leave it to you!"
After getting the order, Gale and Walker immediately ran to make a trap. Catching fish is much more interesting than moving bricks and chopping trees!
Lucius watched them collect some branches and plastic ropes they picked up from nowhere, squatted near the corner of the wall and started tinkering.
Leaving them alone, what Lucius wanted to study now was how to use the bought tobacco leaves to smoke meat.
Yesterday, according to the method of the Beit Street survivors, he crushed the tobacco leaves and wrapped them on the meat, and then slowly baked them with firewood, so that the tar rich in ketol compounds in the leaves penetrated into the fat layer of the meat, killing the parasites and microbes...
But he doesn't know if it's his illusion, or something else but why does it always feel a little smelly?
"It shouldn't be..."
Picking up a piece of hind leg meat and smelling it closely, Lucius frowned.
Under normal circumstances, the meat smoked in this way should have a smell of nicotine, with a burnt yellow grease on the surface. However, the hind leg meat in its hand is obviously dark red in color, cooked on the outside and raw on the inside, and has a faint rotten smell.
"Could it be that the method is wrong?"
Strength increased by ten percent. What kind of black technology is this?
But then again, is this stuff sugar or a stimulant?
Lucius didn't know its ingredients, and there was no production date and ingredient list on the outer packaging.
"The duration is actually 10 hours."
A 10% buff looks pretty good, and even 10% power at a critical moment is enough to turn the tide of the battle. Just eat lollipops when you are in battle...It doesn't quite match his image as a tough guy. And when it will take effect is unknown.
After thinking about it, Lucius decided to keep it first. It is not a bad thing to have one more hole card in hand.
...
Next morning.
Players are online as scheduled. Although the real work during the day is exhausting, but after going online, they are exhausted, and they are full of energy and vitality.
The Bunny cement kiln has completely dried out. He and Gale went to the construction site on the map, and brought back dozens of kilograms of limestone with a cart, then went to the river to get a few large buckets of clay and sand, and started the first portland cement production with a grunt. In fact, the formula of ordinary Portland cement can be found publicly on the Internet.
To put it simply, limestone is crushed and mixed with clay and iron filings in a specific ratio, and heated to 1450 degrees celsius in a special kiln for calcination. Cement clinker prepared in this way requires only the addition of sand and water to form cement mortar that can be used in construction. With the help of some professional websites, you can even find out the specific material ratio of different cements according to the construction requirements.
As long as you do your homework before playing the game, the difficulty is far easier than traveling to ancient times and starting from scratch. Considering that it was his first time making this thing, Bunny chose the simplest formula. The material requirements for this thing were not too harsh, and it could barely be completed with the current conditions of the shelter outpost.
Relying on his 'natural power', he picked up the hammer and smashed the stones picked up on the construction site into smaller pieces, and then mixed them with clay and iron filings restored with charcoal, and sent them into the newly completed kiln.
Tomorrow enthusiastically put his hands on the side, rubbing the branches tied to the mud tray—this is a simple blower, composed of water pipes, bark, and cotton threads, which can send a large amount of air into the kiln to make the charcoal inside It burns harder.
"How do we determine the temperature in the kiln?"
"Do not know."
"Do not know???"
"Otherwise? Do you have an industrial thermometer? In short, don't talk nonsense, rub the blower with more force and blow it in, and you're done! Hey... just get a generator somewhere."
"..."
Bunny sighed while rubbing his chin, Tomorrow was quite speechless beside him.
This guy.
Since becoming a 'Construction Captain', he has become more and more like a contractor.
While rubbing the branches, he deserted, wondering where the two animals, Gale and Walker, had gone...
In fact, it's not just the two of them who don't know, Lucius, who is the manager, doesn't know either.
Although he can confirm whether the player is online or offline, as well as the approximate location and distance through the system, he cannot fully grasp the player's specific coordinates.
At least not now.
But when Lucius was thinking about what the two players were doing, he saw the two players walking towards him with buckets.
"Where have you been?"
Facing the manager's inquiry, Gale answered truthfully.
"Near the mutated leech nest."
Lucius frowned.
"Didn't I say not to go there?"
"We didn't go in, we just set up a trap near the nest...Look, this is the cub of a mutated leech."
Before the wind could speak, Walker who was on the side saw the manager's displeasure, fearing that he would lose his favor, he quickly put the plastic bucket in his hand on the ground and explained.
Lucius glanced into the barrel and found that there were some glass bottles inside, and the bottles were full of palm-sized larvae. Their postures are distorted, their deformed mouthparts are expanding and contracting, and they are intertwined with their companions, just like the tentacles in the book.
"It's interesting...how did you do it?"
When he was on Beit Street before, he had never heard of anyone grabbing this thing. Although mutated insects are rich in protein, they also have a relatively high content of parasites. Those things cannot be killed by throwing them in a pot and cooking them for a while. In addition, this thing has a special living environment, rarely acts alone, and its combat effectiveness is difficult to assess, so few survivors are interested in it.
"Blood! We use the blood of animals to lure them into glass bottles with bait. Large leeches can't get in, and small leeches can't get out if squeezed in!"
Walker spoke excitedly, and Gale added a few sentences beside him.
"These mutated leeches should be foraging at night, and return to their nests during the day. Except for some bottles that were crushed, these little guys are still in the bottles. I was just planning to try it out, but I didn't expect it to be surprisingly effective. it is good."
Lucius touched his chin and nodded.
"I see...that's a really good idea."
No wonder Gale asked himself for some prey meat yesterday. He planned to use it as bait to catch the young of mutant leeches?
Only……
"...What are you going to do with this thing?"
Lucius looked at Gale and continued to ask.
"I don't know about leeches, but you can't eat mutated leeches."
"I'm not going to study how to eat it, I'm going to use it for fishing."
"Fishing?"
"Well, Yes," Gale nodded, with a slightly excited expression, "When I was exploring the shoreline of the lake, I found some big black birds fishing on the lake! Since there are fish in the lake, we can definitely get food by fishing!"
This is a great idea!
After listening to Gale's words, Lucius's eyes lit up.
In fact, it is not that he has never tried fishing before. After all, compared with hunting, the risk of fishing is much lower. However, his fishing skills are really hard to describe in words. It is rare to catch him with professional fishing gear and bait, let alone without such things.
In fact, this is not entirely his problem. If fish are so easy to catch, why don't the survivors settle down by the lake? The fish in Lonia Lake are also mutants, which are the alien species in the mouth of the survivors. After trying several times without success, and putting in the fishing gear that took so much time to make, Lucius gave up.
"Can you fish?"
Faced with the manager's question, Gale was stunned for a moment and said.
"No...but I checked on the Internet. There are such fishing traps. I plan to try to make a few."
Although I'm not sure if the NPC can understand what it means to 'check it on the Internet,' but the NPC didn't respond to it when they talked about things in reality a few times before. Presumably, the program setting will automatically ignore such content, so the Gale simply said it.
Lucius was overjoyed in his heart, but nodded calmly on his face.
"Okay, since you know how to catch fish, I'll leave it to you!"
After getting the order, Gale and Walker immediately ran to make a trap. Catching fish is much more interesting than moving bricks and chopping trees!
Lucius watched them collect some branches and plastic ropes they picked up from nowhere, squatted near the corner of the wall and started tinkering.
Leaving them alone, what Lucius wanted to study now was how to use the bought tobacco leaves to smoke meat.
Yesterday, according to the method of the Beit Street survivors, he crushed the tobacco leaves and wrapped them on the meat, and then slowly baked them with firewood, so that the tar rich in ketol compounds in the leaves penetrated into the fat layer of the meat, killing the parasites and microbes...
But he doesn't know if it's his illusion, or something else but why does it always feel a little smelly?
"It shouldn't be..."
Picking up a piece of hind leg meat and smelling it closely, Lucius frowned.
Under normal circumstances, the meat smoked in this way should have a smell of nicotine, with a burnt yellow grease on the surface. However, the hind leg meat in its hand is obviously dark red in color, cooked on the outside and raw on the inside, and has a faint rotten smell.
"Could it be that the method is wrong?"
