I, A Soldier in the Field, A Ghost in the Smoke!

"Cough, cough, cough..." Chen Yan coughed a few times from the dust, and said quietly, "The spider web cover is really uncomfortable once..."

The staircase leading to the underground was a circular cement stone brick staircase, which was not long. Chen Yan walked for less than ten seconds before reaching the bottom and entering the basement covered in dust.

Fortunately, he doesn't have a dust allergy, otherwise it would really be something for him.

Raising the torch in his hand, Chen Yan saw the surrounding environment clearly.

The basement is not too big, only 30 square meters, but this basement is extremely empty, because apart from a strange cylindrical machine he has never seen before, there are only four sealed wooden boxes, wooden The box is covered with a thick layer of fine dust.

Holding his breath, Chen Yan patted the dust on a wooden box and saw clearly that it seemed to have a capital'A' and the words'rations' written on it. He pried open the wooden box, and there were densely packed small pills inside.

ps: I'm crying, the recommendation ticket exploded yesterday. Do you have other authors behind me?!(question)

Let me tell you in advance that there are some things that I might add to my own private goods, so don't be too much investigating the settings, everything is subject to this book.

Today's Q&A: What is the most unpalatable thing you have eaten?(I spit up after drinking soy juice...)

Chapter ThreeTo make a humanoid

The second wooden box says "B" and "Ammunition", and it contains small pills, but it is not the same as the pills in the first box; the third one says "C" and "Manpower", the color of the pills is still different Same; the fourth...

"Huh?" Chen Yan raised his eyebrows. He gently squeezed a very small test tube in the fourth box, which was filled with green solution. "What is this, parts? Which rations and ammunition manpower is Pills, solutions are parts? It's really weird..."

Lifting his head, Chen Yan found that the cylindrical machine next to him seemed to have exactly four small mouths, marked with the four letters ABCD.

"Are these things stuffed inside to use?" Chen Yan guessed boldly, but didn't dare to put the pills and test tubes in these wooden boxes.

What's a joke, what should I do if this machine exploded?

As long as you are a prudent person, I believe you will not do things you are not sure about, especially if you do not know if doing so will cause any particularly serious consequences.

He picked up all the documents spilled in the room above and put them in a place. Now instead of being in a daze here, he might as well check if there is any information in those documents.

Holding the torch that was about to burn out, Chen Yan withdrew from the dusty basement.

There was also a bonfire burning outside the house, and the blazing flames lifted up bursts of black smoke, making the flag on the roof even darker.

In the light of the evening, Chen Yan could barely read the contents of the documents he had picked up before. Most of the text on it was written or marked in English, so even if Chen Yan was not a professional, he could understand it roughly.

Because the document has been placed on the dusty floor for a long time, some places have been covered by dirt, and it is difficult to read the text on it by the naked eye.

Holding the file and seeing it in the middle of the night, due to the fact that there was no electricity in the room, Chen Yan had a whim, took out a flare gun and fired a few flares at the corner. The light emitted by the flare was enough to cover the entire room. With the light of flare, Chen Yan has been watching most of the night.

Through these old documents, he had a general understanding of this place, and he not only lamented.

"Am I so connected with the thing "war"..."

Holding a corner of a stack of files, Chen Yan read out the contents carefully.

"In 1905, an unknown relic was discovered and excavated, and ▅▅▅ technology and ▅▅▅ particles were discovered...In 2023, huge relics under the Antarctic ice sheet were excavated...In 2030, the Beilan Island incident broke out and students broke into the industry...In 2031 The company was established. In 2033, the self-regulating humanoid will enter the experimental stage, and the self-regulating humanoid technology will gradually mature in 2038..."

Turning the pages of information, Chen Yan's gaze finally settled on a position, his pupils began to flicker, his lips continued to tremble, and his body temperature began to drop sharply.

"In 2045...The Third World War?!"

As he kept looking, Chen Yan knew some of the general situation of the world. He leaned on the chair, his hands hanging weakly on the sides of the chair, and the information in his hands was scattered all over the floor.

"Self-disciplined humanoid, tactical humanoid, militaryized humanoid... Has the technology of this world reached this level?"

He doesn't know how many years it is now, but what he knows is that the third world war seems to have ended. After all, the date of the end of the world war is also written in the information, which makes him relieved.

He really doesn't want to participate in any shit world war anymore...

Picking up the materials on the ground and putting them back on the wooden table, Chen Yan began to sort out the various materials in his head.

"Since the Butterfly Incident in 2061, the iron-blooded workers and humans have started a never-ending battle for territory. Will various security contractors appear to resist these so-called iron-blooded workers? A typical robot rebellion? And the movies I watched when I was young. It looks like it." Chen Yan looked at the moon outside the window and sighed.

"Then the things in the basement should be the'prototypes' mentioned in the materials? The earliest machines that can produce tactical humanoids require a lot of resources, but they were disabled due to the high failure rate. Tsk."

Chen Yan pulled out a document with a black and white picture printed on it from the data pile. The picture on it was very similar to the cylindrical machine covered in dust in the basement.

According to the document, the resources needed to make humanoids seem to be'rations, ammunition, manpower, and parts', right?Go down tomorrow for a repair, and then try the generator you found to see if it can work normally.

However, according to the records, the tactical humanoids created using prototypes are extremely rare, and the success rate is much lower than that of the special prizes you buy in lottery tickets. Most people put a lot of resources into it, and they produce bulletproof vests, magazines, etc. Garbage like clothes and pants.

Presumably because of this, the boxes in the basement haven't been removed...

Although Chen Yan had never found a trace of human smoke in this small town, he still had to take necessary protective measures. After all, he didn't want to be killed inexplicably.

A large number of trip mines were arranged around the small building, dragging the mattress on the bed, and moving it to an angle where the building opposite the window could not shoot, and Chen Yan fell asleep peacefully with the rifle in his arms.

Early in the morning, there was a sound of birds crying outside the window, awakening Chen Yan who was asleep and rubbing his dim sleepy eyes. Chen Yan went downstairs and roasted a fish belly before starting to check the old generator Can it work?

I don't know if this thing is made in C or not. It's obviously left in a corner like a ghost, and it can still generate electricity.

Carrying the generator, with yesterday's whimsy, Chen Yan stopped holding torches, but fired a few flare guns at the basement, which illuminated the dark basement as if it were daytime.

After cutting off a few wires of the prototype, Chen Yan connected it to the generator and started the generator. The prototype turned on a colorful light, and the touchpad near the resource input port could even be used.

"..."

So now the question is, should all this pile of things be thrown in, or just a part of it?

Looking at the large wooden boxes on the side, Chen Yan fell into deep thought.

This is like stock speculation. What I need to choose now is to put all the eggs in one basket or put the eggs in different baskets. One is desperate, and the other can be a few more times.

Chen Yan is not very clear whether the amount of resources invested will affect the success rate of creating that so-called "humanoid". For example, the total investment is one percent, and only one point is one thousandth, and so on.

How to choose?

ps: tickets!Thank you eggplant!

Today's Q&A: Give you a chance, which world would you want to travel to?Anime, books, movies, games are fine (I want to go to the afterlife of ab)

Where is Chapter Four?Repair tools hammer you?

While he was thinking about how to put resources in, the prototype made a'click, click, click' sound, and after two flashes of light, it suddenly stopped operating.

"..."

Silently curled his mouth and looked at the generator that was making noises and vibrating, and then looked at the prototype that seemed to be shut down, Chen Yan shook his head helplessly.

"Sure enough, I knew that I wouldn't be so lucky, but with so much ash piled up, it was expected that the durability would not be broken enough."

In order to prevent the dust from entering the interior of the prototype later, Chen Yan went upstairs and took down a curtain, and roughly cleaned the appearance of the prototype, at least not to make it as gray as before. dirty.

Although there is still yellow dirt on it.