Lin Feng didn't know about the Doomsday Table. He was not from this world, so it was normal for him not to know about it. But since Dong Wu talks about super smart watches and super brains, they should probably be in the category of super computers. Unexpectedly, the technology of this world is so far ahead of the original world. Thinking like this, Lin Feng just pretended to be calm with an expressionless face. After all, he really didn't know anything about super brains.
However, Dong Wu lived up to the reputation that Lin Feng gave him as a talker, and very considerately told Lin Feng how the original super smart watch turned into the current apocalyptic watch.
It turns out that the Doomsday Table is a supercomputer similar to Lin Feng's original world, but it is much smaller in size. The Doomsday Table can display various information such as a person's identity and characteristics. In addition, there are many other functions.
Originally, the Doomsday Watch was a type of portable computer in this world, called a super smart watch. After entering the apocalypse, it was renamed the apocalypse table.
The doomsday watch is powered by solar energy, so there is no need to worry about being unable to use it without electricity.
The key thing is that after entering the end of the world, the satellite of this world has not been damaged. All network power stations built on the ground can be used. In this way, the network in this world can still be used. The Doomsday Table can be connected to the Internet, so information about this world can still spread quite quickly.
And the most important thing is that the Doomsday Table has the space compression function invented in this world, which means that you can use the Doomsday Table to store things without taking up space. But there are also limitations. The space that can be stored is limited, up to ten cubic meters.
Lin Feng laughed when he heard Dong Wu mention this function of the Doomsday Watch. This is simply the storage ring in fantasy novels. Now Lin Feng is relieved. Before, Lin Feng was still worried about how to take things out of the supermarket without being discovered. Now with the emergence of the Doomsday Table, all problems have been solved.
The most scarce thing in the world right now is resources, and these high-tech things are worthless.
At that moment, Lin Feng wanted to take out two kilograms of rice from the supermarket. He still pretended to take it out from the back of the car, handed it to Dong Wu and asked him to exchange for some white crystals at the advanced base, and then buy Lin Feng an apocalyptic watch.
But just when Lin Feng was holding the rice and wanted to return to reality, something strange happened. Lin Feng was unable to come back from the supermarket.
"Is it too heavy?" Lin Feng secretly asked.
So Lin Feng took out some rice from the bag, reduced some weight, and tried to see if it could be taken out.
One catty and eight taels, one catty and six taels, one catty and four taels...
Lin Feng didn't successfully come out of the supermarket until half of it was taken out and it turned into a pound.
"Only one pound? This will be troublesome."
It seems that this supermarket is not omnipotent. You can only take out one pound of things from the supermarket at a time. This made Lin Feng's originally excited mood suddenly dim.
Lin Feng had many ideas before, but this restriction affected many problems. For example, if Lin Feng wanted to pick up a large item, it would be almost impossible.
Lin Feng returned to the supermarket again and wanted to get another pound of rice. What Lin Feng didn't want to see happened happened. This time Lin Feng couldn't take out a grain of rice.
"What's going on?"
The reality made Lin Feng extremely frustrated. It seemed that this supermarket was not just limited to taking out one pound at a time.
First, Lin Feng took a long knife, the second time, a can of luncheon meat, and the third time, a pound of rice. In other words, the restriction of the supermarket is not only that you can only take out no more than one kilogram of things at a time, but you can also take out things no more than three times a day.
Lin Feng didn't know if the supermarket system could be upgraded to change the restrictions, but at least Lin Feng was clueless now. Lin Feng could only accept the reality.
Lin Feng didn't know the value of a pound of rice in the apocalypse, so he could only ask Dong Wu.
"Enough is enough."
Dong Wu was very excited after seeing a pound of rice. What fresh rice it was. He hadn't seen such white rice for a long time.
The value of a pound of rice in this world is about three or four white crystals, and inedible things like the Doomsday Table are very cheap and can be bought with just one white crystal. Dong Wu watched Lin Feng take out food from the back of the car instead of taking out white crystals, which made him even more sure that Lin Feng was a cultivator. After all, only cultivators can use white crystals to strengthen their strength, and according to Lin Feng, he would at least be able to use white crystals along the way. It is impossible to encounter several first-level zombies without Bai Jing.
Of course, Lin Feng didn't know what Dong Wu was thinking. Seeing Dong Wu running into the base with Le Dian Dian, this beautiful misunderstanding could only continue like this.
Lin Feng was not afraid that Dong Wu would run away after taking a pound of rice. After all, Dong Wu refused the can at the beginning, and if he ran away, he would also lose a lot of resources. If someone even wanted to take advantage of this, Lin Feng would definitely not date him.
Just as Lin Feng imagined, Dong Wu ran out from the base gate after a while, the flesh on his body trembling, which was very funny.
"Food is too scarce now. If you hadn't been so anxious, I might have been able to sell five white crystals if I had waited a little longer."
Dong Wu felt a little heartbroken when he thought that the rice in his hands was sold cheaply.
Seeing Dong Wu's appearance, Lin Feng smiled and thought to himself that this fat man is really cute, he is so careful about a pound of rice.
What Lin Feng didn't know was that a pound of rice could eat three meals. If you only eat one meal a day, you can live three days longer. In the last days, as long as you can persist in surviving, that is the greatest hope. Lin Feng looked at the Doomsday Table that Dong Wu had exchanged, and thought about putting the rice into the Doomsday Table in the supermarket, and then getting out of the supermarket. Can this break through the restrictions of the supermarket
The result was cruel. After filling the doomsday table with rice, Lin Feng still couldn't get out of the supermarket. This means that neither Lin Feng nor the Doomsday Table in his hand can break through the restrictions of the supermarket. Since he couldn't break through, Lin Feng stopped thinking about it and just let nature take its course. There would always be a way in the future.
Under Dong Wu's guidance, Lin Feng put the apocalyptic watch that Dong Wu bought for 1 white crystal on his left wrist. After turning on the computer, with Dong Wu's help, Lin Feng entered a series of information including his name, and then set a password. While instructing Lin Feng on how to use it, Dong Wu said, "When this super brain didn't happen in the apocalypse, I could only watch the rich second generation use it. Now it seems like it doesn't require money. This apocalypse is not without any benefits." "After he finished speaking, he smacked his lips again, "Bah, if others hear these words, they will kill me alive..."
After setting the password, Lin Feng felt a stinging pain in his wrist. Dong Wu told him that this was the Doomsday Table that was testing his blood so that he could measure his physique. This was a new system that appeared after a system upgrade in the backend of the Doomsday Table after the apocalypse occurred, and it was therefore renamed the Doomsday Table.
After the detection was completed, Lin Feng opened the query interface, and a row of text appeared on the apocalypse table.
Lin Feng, 23 years old, male.
Constitution 168, combat power 225
Body type: Practitioner Level 1
Practitioner!
Lin Feng never expected that his type would be shown as a cultivator on the Doomsday Chart.
According to Dong Wu, a normal person's physique and combat effectiveness are both 100. Lin Feng is a martial arts student, so it's okay to have a higher physique and combat effectiveness, but his identity as a cultivator is beyond Lin Feng's expectations.
You know, according to Dong Wu's introduction, in this apocalyptic world, only a very small number of people can become cultivators. A cultivator's status will be respected wherever he goes.
Lin Feng is just an ordinary person. He didn't expect that Doomsday Watch would say that he is a cultivator now. Lin Feng did not question the Doomsday Table because he heard from Dong Wu that the technology in this world is very advanced and a lot of human genes have been cracked. Problems such as identifying body types are the simplest. Thinking back to what Dong Wu said just now, is the coming of the end of the world a good thing or a bad thing? For people who are already unhappy, is there really a difference between the last days and the prosperous times
Lin Feng wondered if it was the supermarket that made him a cultivator. Later, Lin Feng gave up this idea. The supermarket was just an external thing or space that existed in Lin Feng's body, but to be able to become a cultivator, one must be able to reach the level of cultivation physically. Because the identity of this cultivator was analyzed by Doomsday Table based on the genes in his blood, it should have little to do with the supermarket. Practitioners, this world is even more mysterious to Lin Feng. Advanced technology, an apocalypse full of zombies, and mysterious practitioners. What kind of world is this
After the apocalypse in Tianqi City, the remaining population is about five million, all of which are distributed in about a hundred bases, large and small. What Dong Wu could know was that this was the Wolf Warrior Base in front of him, which Lin Feng had heard of many times. The leader of the base, Warrior Wolf, had the highest level of cultivation. He was also a level 7 practitioner. It was said that he could kill level 2 zombies with ease, and even Fight level 3 zombies. In addition, there are many capable cultivator subordinates, which is enough to protect a small base.
"It has been detected that you are a cultivator. Do you want to open the city combat ranking system?"
Just when Lin Feng was thinking about his identity as a cultivator and this mysterious world, such a reminder appeared on the Doomsday Table.
(End of chapter)