a blacksmith shop specializing in camel accessories;
Empty shops hung with painted grey-jujube linens;
The shop with the iron hook hanging at the door is a pork shop;
A medicine shop with linens painted with grass and leaves...
The means of production here are more complete than in the previous Gobi Desert, but 90% of these places are empty.
The streets, shops, houses, everything was deserted.
Fu Anan randomly entered a room, and found that all the cabinets and wardrobes were opened. Even the bed board was bare, showing signs of moving.
In such a vast Gobi Desert, Fu Anan was the only one there.
She led her camel along the street, collecting some useful things. Two long nails used to hang meat in the pork shop. These nails are made of cast iron, about 30 to 40 centimeters long, in an "S" shape, with sharp ends.
There were only two of these left, probably because the owner forgot to take them away when he left in a hurry.
Some wooden tables and benches.
These dry woods are excellent ignition materials, and she has some meat in her space that she can use to start some fires.
Go into each one and take a look.
Almost every household took away food, water, cloth, seasonings, camels, etc. Fu Anan picked up a small handful of gold sand among them, but did not notice the ones listed above.
When she reached the intersection, she found something unexpected - a dead body.
The death of this corpse was very strange.
He seemed to have killed a person with whom he had a deep hatred, and his face showed a look of great satisfaction, but the weapon in his hand had pierced his own heart.
This was a fairly fresh corpse. The blood had just dried up, and it was a little red. Poking its skin, it was still elastic, and there wasn't even any corpse spots on it.
Fu Anan became alert instantly, thinking that there might be other people here.
She first looked at her camel, strode out, held the camel's lead, and looked around vigilantly.
Be much more careful at the back than at the front.
The sandstorm just now raised dust and sand, covering up a lot of traces of people in the Gobi Desert. Lacking outdoor information, Fu Anan was searching one by one with the iron hook of the pork shop.
During this process, she encountered some more corpses. Three of them were relatively fresh, two of them died at the hands of the other party, one died by suicide, and one of them was a player she was familiar with!
Players basically don't mix with NPCs, and Fu Anan vaguely feels that these new corpses are all players'.
It is not difficult to imagine that a fierce battle had taken place here before, but Fu Anan couldn't understand why the last person committed suicide.
Her gaze lingered on the three bodies for a moment. Just as she was about to leave, she paused at the door.
She saw something on the beam of the house!
Fu Anan twisted his waist, held onto the wooden pillar and climbed up in two or three steps, and saw the full picture of what was hidden on the beam - a survival card!
After sixteen days of playing, I finally found the survival card. It was hidden on the beam, with only a tiny corner showing.
If it weren't for her good eyesight, she wouldn't have been able to see it at all.
Fu Anan suddenly remembered the unknown vast territory of this card, and let the game hide 10,000 survival cards. He just threw them into the desert, who could find the stuff
So this round of the game is not just about survival, but also about the survival cards
She recalled the suggestions she had given to the system before, and she didn't expect to be tricked.
(End of this chapter)