Chapter 4 character panel display! !
Jing Shuo woke up. Although he had only slept for less than four hours, when he got up from the ground, there was no longer any fatigue or laziness on his face.
He found a piece of thick clothing and put it on, then walked to the workbench in the room filled with scrap metal pieces that he and Zhang Cishun picked up from the garbage dump, and looked at the electronic watch that he had repaired by himself.
"Is it already twelve o'clock..."
The heavy rain outside has not stopped yet, and Zhang Cishun has returned at this time in the past.
But today...
"Maybe it's because of the heavy rain."
Jing Shuo murmured, pulling out the chair made of various colors of wood in front of the workbench and sitting down.
Then he skillfully laid out the various repair tools, picked up the scrap board he had been repairing in recent days, and started working.
Except for the treasures that gold diggers retrieve from garbage dumps, most of them are sent to black shops for recycling, in exchange for credits to buy daily necessities.
But since it is recycling, there must be a price difference.
Let’s not talk about pure metal or other materials for the moment. Just talk about these metal components. Most of them that can be sent to the garbage dump are scraps. If the pure scrap is sent directly for recycling, in terms of price, some of it will not be as high as pure metal.
But if the function is normal, even if it is used at a minimum, the price will increase by more than ten times.
And this is what Jing Shuo is good at.
There was only a dim light in front of the workbench that flickered in the whole room. This lamp was also built by Jing Shuo out of the rubbish he picked up.
You can't expect the powerful lighting efficiency of this piece of garbage. It can only provide low light, the kind of light intensity that is not much stronger than a candle flame. And it flashes from time to time, like a breathing light.
Probably the only benefit is that you don't need to use credits to buy energy.
Just leave it in the sun for a day, and the energy stored in the solar energy will be enough to last half the night.
"Click——"
A sound of a machine spring turning came from behind.
Jing Shuo stood up almost as soon as he heard the sound, turning half sideways and staring at the door, like a frightened cat.
"..."
Zhang Cishun was the one who walked in through the door.
Feng Yu greedily poured into the room through the crack in the door he pushed open, but was quickly turned away by Zhang Cishun.
Zhang Cishun did not expect that Jing Shuo had not rested at this time. When he saw him standing in front of the workbench, he was obviously stunned.
"I'm back."
He said.
As he spoke, he placed the well-protected bag under his raincoat on the workbench.
This is his trophy today.
Jing Shuo did not directly open the bag to criticize Zhang Cishun as usual, but frowned slightly.
He is a normal person. He lives in the downtown area and works in a garbage dump. He has long been accustomed to the smell of the garbage dump. But when Zhang Cishun pushed the door open today, what he brought in was not only the earthy smell from the heavy rain and the complex smell of the garbage dump, but also a smell that stimulated his nerves.
The smell of blood.
"Are you injured?"
Zhang Cishun nodded, and then realized that Jing Shuo might not have seen his nod, so he hummed again.
"I met...a monkey..." Zhang Cishun took off his raincoat and wet shoes while telling Jing Shuo what happened when he came back.
He didn't say much about the specifics of the battle. He just said that he met Ma Hou, then a conflict broke out, and he killed him.
The smell of blood on his body was partly that of Ma Monkey, and partly his own.
Zhang Cishun's injuries were not caused by the monkey, but abrasions caused by grasping the steel bar too hard.
It doesn't look like a serious injury, but it isn't.
Not to mention the rust on the steel bars and the viruses and bacteria carried in the working environment of the garbage dump, just talk about the various sources of disease hidden in the rainwater. If not dealt with, it would be enough for Zhang Cishun to drink. It's the pot.
This is a post-apocalyptic wasteland, and we really can’t expect the rain in this world to be so clean. It's a blessing that today's heavy rain is not acid rain.
Zhang Cishun sat down against the door, relaxing for a long time. After taking off his wet shoes, he felt relaxed. The only problem is...it's a little cold.
"By the way, I'll give you the watch." Zhang Cishun reached out and took off the watch.
Then he reached into his arms and took out the watch that belonged to Zuo Ling.
"Look what is this? Now we have two watches."
What does it mean to have a watch? It means they have the right to choose another way of life. Even if the other way of life is to be sent to factories by black intermediaries to work as exploited coolies.
But Jing Shuo's attention was not there. After rummaging around on the workbench for a while, he finally found some alcohol used to clean and disinfect electronic components.
Then he took it and walked up to Zhang Cishun with the low light.
"..."
The corners of Zhang Cishun's mouth twitched. When he looked at the alcohol in Jing Shuo's hand, many bad memories suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Where is the injury?"
"I don't think I need it for the time being..." Zhang Cishun said.
But the obvious problem is that he can't refuse.
Jing Shuo looked at Zhang Cishun's injury and breathed a sigh of relief. It was much lighter than he expected. But the problem still cannot be underestimated. The medical clinic in Xiacheng District is not open 24 hours a day. If you want to go to the medical clinic for professional treatment, you have to wait until at least tomorrow morning, that is to say... seven or eight hours later.
Of course, if the doctors at the clinic are happy today, maybe six hours will be enough.
There was no such thing as professional cotton swabs, so Jing Shuo chose a very rough treatment method, that is - dumping!
Clean and transparent alcohol trickled out from the mouth of the bottle. Zhang Cishun had closed his eyes, but his whole body was still shaken by the sudden severe pain. He stretched out his right hand, which was held by Jing Shuo, and tried desperately to pull it back. , but Jing Shuo, a twelve-year-old boy, somehow grew stronger than Zhang Cishun.
When Jing Shuo finished treating the wound, Zhang Cishun was already covered in beads of sweat.
Jing Shuo was so rude. All the remaining alcohol in the bottle was used by Zhang Cishun.
"Don't rest tonight. If there's anything wrong with your body, tell me immediately. And..." "
Okay, okay, I know. After all, it's not the first time." Zhang Cishun interrupted Jing Shuo. He smiled as he prepared a long speech.
"That's good." Jing Shuo nodded, and finally his eyes looked at the two watches held by Zhang Cishun in his left hand.
One was ugly looking, with exposed fly lines and inner plates, and it was his.
The other one looks great, with just a crack on the screen.
Jing Shuo put the flying wire watch on himself, then picked up the other one and looked at it.
"Is this the monkey's?" he asked.
"No..." Zhang Cishun explained its origin.
Jing Shuo listened for a while and didn't ask any more questions. After all, it was just a corpse that appeared in a garbage dump. How strange could it be?
"It doesn't seem to be a problem, but..." Jing Shuo reached out and flicked the broken screen gently, "I have to check it. If there is no problem, I will replace the screen for you, and then you can wear it." Zhang Cishun said to
himself Nothing is impossible.
After seeing Jing Shuo return to the workbench with a low-light lamp and sit down, he mobilized his thoughts and clicked on his personal information through the system.
Compared with waiting for the judgment of time, it can show its current status more intuitively.
"Name: Zhang Cishun
Race: Human
Age: 24
Status: Fullness: 34%; minor injury (hand abrasion; processed; healing speed is being inhibited); cold; fatigue; pain → numbness; getting wet;
general Experience: 0
Characteristics: Night vision; dexterity; quick understanding; quick learning; insomnia; easily frightened; (fluctuates according to the user's current state.) Occupation
: coder; hacker; junior maintenance technician; scavenger; (related Unlock the corresponding occupation after the skill reaches the required level.)
General skills:
Programming language: lv4 (9w/10w)
Advanced cryptography: lv4 (5w/10w)
Network information technology: lv4 (7w/10w)
Reverse engineering: lv5 (10w/100w) )
Mathematics: lv5 (3w/100w)
Physics: lv3 (66/1w)
Chemistry: lv2 (38/1000)
Materials Science: lv1 (83/100)
Electronic Circuit Science: lv2 (418/1000)
Vocational Skills: (Be a profession When skills overlap with general skills, professional skills will overwrite general skills and will not be displayed twice.)
Code farmer - computer language proficiency: lv4; software engineering development and application: lv4; data structure and algorithm: lv4
hacker - basics Knowledge and principles: lv4; Data Intrusion: lv3; Data Protection: lv2; Social Engineering: lv3
Junior Maintenance Engineer - Mechanical Maintenance: lv2;
Scavenger - Unlocking lv2; Elementary Medical Care: lv1.
"
A large list of panel data instantly occupied Zhang Cishun's vision was revealed, and most of it was a list of skills. He searched the status with his eyes, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed that he did not see negative statuses such as poisoning, fever, and infection. .
There is one more negative trait of 'easily frightened' in the trait column than in memory. Apparently this is caused by tonight's special experience.
According to experience, this temporary negative state does not last long.
As for other information, he just glanced at it and turned it off.
The room was quiet except for the small sound of Jing Shuo using tools.
Zhang Cishun stood up from the ground, walked to the workbench, stood next to Jing Shuo, and watched his operations quietly.
Jing Shuo didn't even raise his head, obviously he was used to Zhang Cishun's behavior.
But what he didn't know was that at this time, messages in Zhang Cishun's system were slowly but continuously starting to beat.
"Studying... Obtained experience in materials science: 1."
"Studying... Obtained experience in electronic circuits: 1."
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(End of this chapter)