Doomsday experience game

No longer letting his thoughts spread, Fang Lin quickly came to the restaurant.

There is no need to repeat, the restaurant is naturally magnificent, all kinds of silver tableware are filled with dangling, from the perspective of square scales, just a plate is worth a lot of money...

However, Fang Lin's attention at this time has long been firmly attracted by the delicious dishes with good color and fragrance.

King crabs with large washbasins, lobsters, black truffle soup, French fried foie gras, various fresh seafood, barbecues, various local cuisines...there are numerous piles of tables!

In an instant, Fang Lin's eyes turned green.

In the restaurant, a well-dressed man in his fifties was waiting. He smiled when he saw Fang Lin and asked, "Master, are you asking a friend to have dinner at home?"

This is the housekeeper Zhou, who manages all the affairs of the family. He has watched "I" grow up from an early age. Although "I" is dull, I have always had a good relationship with him...

Fang Lin's newly received memory contained these contents, so he resisted the urge to jump directly on the table, shook his head and said, "No, I don't know why, I'm suddenly greedy."

With that said, he walked quickly to the table, no longer suppressing his desire for food, and feasted on the table full of food.

In his own home, he has nothing to worry about.

"Young master, eat slowly." Steward Zhou said gently.

"Can't slow down, I'm starving to death!" Fang Lin muttered, holding a large piece of seafood sashimi, covered with sauce, and couldn't wait to send it to the entrance.

Immediately, he showed an expression of extreme satisfaction.

At the same time, his other hand was not idle, holding a piece of roasted golden lamb chops, and constantly biting.

In Mr. Zhou’s stunned mouth, it took a long time for Fang Lin to speak: "Uncle Zhou, I am more interested in boxing skills recently. You can help me find some top masters to teach me as soon as possible."

Occupying such a good resource of the chaebol heir, if it is not used, it would be too wasteful.

He is not stupid, he is not a game product, and everything here cannot be brought back to reality, but can't the memory be brought back?

Since there were no martial arts masters in his memory, he didn't expect any extraordinary martial arts to exist here, but if he could find some military elites to teach himself, that would be a great thing.

He is self-aware. Even though his physical fitness at the moment is far superior to ordinary people, he can't understand his fists and kicks, but he doesn't necessarily have much combat effectiveness.

This is too wasteful.

Steward Zhou heard the words, revealing an unexpected look.

Although the young master in the family is a dude, he is not only a dude. He usually manages business in the company is also remarkable. He is an elite of the second generation of chaebols. Why is he suddenly interested in such crude stuff as boxing kung fu? Up?

Of course, although there are a lot of bodyguards to follow when traveling, no one is sure whether there will be an accident. If he can really learn the ability to defend himself, it would not be a bad thing...

After thinking about this, Mr. Zhou nodded and said: "The company's security team has recruited some of the world's top retired soldiers. If the young master is interested, I will screen it later and select a few masters to teach you."

"Okay, thank Uncle Zhou." Fang Lin nodded and continued to feast, suddenly remembering something, and asked, "By the way, Uncle Zhou, is there a shelter underground at home?"

Manager Zhou was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and said in doubt: "Why would the young master ask that?"

"I suddenly thought of it." Fang Lin chuckled, intentionally or unconsciously, "I was thinking, if a nuclear bomb explodes overhead one day, can we survive?"

Steward Zhou was silent first, waved his hand, held back, and solemnly said to the other side: "Master, you know the group's plan...The nuclear weapons are actually under the control of several of us. This Anping city is our glory. The base camp of the group is absolutely impossible for the situation you mentioned."

"So, you suddenly asked this question, do you have any other ideas?"

Housekeeper Zhou's expression was serious and solemn, and Fang Lin nodded secretly.

This game is really horrible, it actually simulates people...like real people!

In my memory, it is precisely because this week that the butler treated everything that came out of the mouth of their father and son, regardless of whether they were jokes or not, as a top priority, and this has won the attention and trust of their father and son.

"I don't have any thoughts, but I've always been a little restless lately." Fang Lin shook his head.

The game has clearly stated that the Guardian must not prevent, change or warn the origin of the doomsday in any form, otherwise the level of the doomsday will directly increase and become uncontrollable.

As one of the heirs of the Glory Chaebol, Fang Lin should have countless pairs of eyes staring at him, a little obvious, fearing that it will cause a series of chain reactions.

In this way, how dare he express anything, if it arouses the vigilance of interested people and interferes with the origin of the end, it will be a big trouble.

"Master, don't worry. Since the group has participated in the nuclear program, it will naturally respond to it." Steward Zhou smiled and pointed to the bottom, saying, "This land is our base camp, so naturally it is our top priority."

"In fact, the one-kilometer land under our feet has long been hollowed out to build an ultra-high specification refuge. The outer periphery is covered with thick concrete and lead, which is enough to block all nuclear radiation, even if there is a nuclear bomb on the head. If you want to explode, as long as the distance is not too close, there will be no problem."

"In addition, there are sufficient food and medical supplies stored in the shelter, as well as enough generator modules, air circulation systems and water circulation systems... It is conservatively estimated that it can live for more than five hundred people for more than 50 years."

Fang Lin was surprised when he heard this.

This means that after a week, as long as you hide in the refuge, completing the task can be as simple as eating and drinking!

But this is not right...

He frowned.

The experience world specially simulated by the game is to let yourself come and make soy sauce?

Can the task be so simple?

Fang Lin hesitated, but first continued to ask, "What about weapons and equipment?"

As a qualified post-disaster resident, weapons and equipment are always the first consideration besides food and water.

"Naturally, they are all available, but to prevent possible civil strife after the refuge is isolated from the world, all weapons and equipment are stored in a large secret room where only the master and I know the password." The steward Zhou nodded.

"Of course, if the young master wants to know the password, I can give you the password now. When the secret room was built, you were still studying abroad. The master did not specifically inform you for fear of misunderstanding."

"Is there any misunderstanding, it is a good thing to build a refuge." Fang Lin smiled and shook his head, and then he asked for the password from Housekeeper Zhou.

It's nothing else, but no one knows what time period the doomsday will break out a week later, and they can't warn them in advance, in case the cheap father and the housekeeper of this week in memory were killed by severe nuclear radiation at the first time. Wouldn't he just stare at the weapon arsenal?

This is obviously not in line with Fang Lin's prudent nature after final calendar training. His consistent aim is: I would rather prepare if you don't need it than if you don't need it without being prepared.