Chapter 311: Excavator Operators Gotta Scavenge Scrap Too
Lone Wolf 2009: [I also bought it. It’s too hard to pick up boxes on the road. Getting some supplies is better than none. Who knows if the road ahead will be even harder.]
Ice Cream Assassin: [‘Shovel’ ‘Iron Rake’ I not only bought shovels, I also bought rakes. The ones up front said scavenging scrap under high temperature is hard. Do you want to check their wealth value? They don’t care about this pittance, and they don’t need to scavenge scrap for survival supplies, of course they can say that.]
Man and Woman Killer: [『Picture』I’m also preparing to start working.]
Caribbean Kelp: [Please, look around you. In this hellhole, be happy if someone shares a way to get supplies. Whether the big shot is doing it for achievement or mission has nothing to do with me, as long as I can really exchange for supplies.]
Evening Rain: [Too naive. She said the exchange ratio is unknown. Who knows if it’s real or fake? If 200 pounds of scrap can only be exchanged for two pieces of bread, you’ll have worked hard for days and end up as a joke.]
A Thousand Lamps Exhaust Snow: [The weather is too hot. High-intensity activities consume more survival supplies, and the revenue is unclear. Everyone should judge for themselves.]
Strawberry Candy: [Don’t pretend to consider everyone. When you took crystal coins to carry people and kicked the boss out of the team halfway, you didn’t consider others. Since you’re so considerate, can you sell the supplies on your trading platform a bit cheaper to everyone?]
A Thousand Lamps Exhaust Snow clenched her fists. Her biggest regret was letting Strawberry Candy go back then.
Watching the person who could only flee in embarrassment in front of her and Heartless Water, whose combat power was getting stronger and stronger.
A Thousand Lamps Exhaust Snow held back her anger and replied: [No need to rush me. I’m just sharing my own view. I’m not the only one worried about this. You can’t use your strength to establish hegemony and say no one is allowed to speak.]
Kuang Kuang Kuang: [Are you giving a self-introduction? Regular players who’ve interacted with you should all have experienced it. Nice try pinning the blame.]
Yu Jiang flipped through these messages. They were inciting on the surface, but actually trying to force her to reveal the message source.
Self-prove? Yu Jiang smiled. She wouldn’t explain herself to a bunch of irrelevant people.
She posted it to give those struggling to survive a viable path, not for these sarcastic people.
The King Called Me to Patrol the Mountain: [I said long ago, I’m just sharing a message. In other words, do it if you want, no one’s a fool. Don’t play these games with me.]
[Final supplementary reminder: The 200+ kilometers refers to receiving a system prompt after picking up 200 pounds of scrap metal and scrap steel. Everyone’s location is different, some may pass a scrap yard early.
But if you miss this mileage segment, you might pick enough scrap but not get the prompt. I guess it’s calculated by weekly mileage of 1 thousand kilometers, minus the average mileage of the first two days, so the scrap yard only appears within 500-600 kilometers.
Of course, it’s just my speculation! Judge the specific situation yourself.]
Service areas on the road, especially those with specific conditions, should all be existences like intersections of parallel roads.
Shops in instances are fixed. Work NPCs move around and appear randomly, possibly related to hidden items. Only with NPCs is there a probability to buy hidden items.
Without NPCs, shop light screens can operate fully self-service.
Lone Wolf 2009: [Thanks for the reminder, big shot! Luckily, to save fuel the first two days, I parked after finishing missions. Now I can get more mileage to pick scrap.]
Shishi Ruyi: [If you think the big shot is harming you, just don’t go pick scrap. So simple. Great, fewer people competing with us for scrap on the road.]
Runaway Mother Monkey: [Exactly, you absolutely must not quietly go pick it.]
Ye Wuyou: [Scrap, even dogs won’t pick it. If you like it, pick more.]
Fried Potato with Oxalis: [No shovel, no shovel. To save money, I can only process the hoe I picked up myself. Good thing I didn’t throw it away.]
Fried Potato with Oxalis happily thought that her vehicle was a small excavator! At the start, it had only one seat, no sunshade at all. God knows how desperate she was under the acid rain at the beginning, her head was practically bald from the soaking.
Later, the small excavator leveled up. It looks like a proper vehicle now, but the excavator function is still there.
Of course, she wouldn’t say on the public screen that she has an excavator. It would bring trouble to her and her team.
Scavenging scrap to exchange for supplies—this good thing was finally her time to shine!
Fried Potato with Oxalis looked at the glaring sunlight early in the morning, feeling full of strength. She leaned out the car window and shouted to her companions: “gogogo, let’s go! If you’re slow, even the scrap will be gone.”
Evening Rain was still posting on the public screen: [I’m also looking forward to it. How many supplies can the big shot’s shared message really exchange for? Don’t overthink, we’re just rationally discussing.]
No wonder A Thousand Lamps Exhaust Snow is with them; they all speak similarly.
The extra shovels Yu Jiang made yesterday sold out in no time. Sixth Brother Blacksmith urgently processed a few iron rakes for sale.
He had made a batch of semi-finished products last night; assembling them was simple.
The team’s small squads were all preparing to set off. The fast ones—Han Jiang Gu Ying, Desert Eagle, and the stubborn 28-bar Bicycle—set off 5 minutes ago without waiting for other teammates.
Yu Jiang’s side was almost ready too. The merchant caravan boss was prepared, and yesterday they had discussed what to wear for convenient scavenging.
Anyway, they’re all moving forward. Sitting inside the vehicle with air conditioning is comfortable, but everyone is surviving doomsday. Even with supplies in hand, they must stay vigilant and stock up as much as possible.
Looking at Yu Jiang’s side, she had already put on the sun protection scarf and applied burn ointment in advance, which has sun protection and UV-blocking functions.
Her equipment was fully prepared: puncture-proof, pollutant-proof gloves, hemp rope, all there.
Today’s sun was obviously more scorching than yesterday’s. When setting off, Yu Jiang closed the car window and turned on the air conditioning.
A lot of scrap steel and iron is buried in the soil or trash piles; it’s not just direct pickup.
Prolonged physical work easily causes dehydration and heatstroke. With air conditioning in the vehicle, it’s refreshing to come back after working.
Not long after setting off, the team encountered a large scrap area. They parked, and Yu Jiang shouldered the shovel and strode over.
Don’t think that just because the road is full of trash and scrap, you can always find almost completely rotted vehicle frames.
But rusted-through iron can’t be used, and the scrap yard won’t take it.
The quality of scrap steel and iron also determines the exchange supplies. Picking up hundreds of pounds of valuable scrap depends on luck.
Sometimes you have to leave the road and walk for more than ten minutes. In a big pile of scrap, there might only be one or two pieces of qualified scrap steel and iron, if you’re lucky.
The heat was real. Less than ten minutes after getting out of the vehicle, Yu Jiang’s forehead was covered in sweat.
Her scavenging speed was also fast. Compared to others, she had one core piece of equipment: the crowbar.
Some scrap is very large, like half a crooked road’s vehicle frame. Normally, you’d have to drag it out to pick it up. She just banged it twice to dismantle the frame—saving effort and time.
On the wasteland road, previous good luck seemed to have been averaged out. Even the lucky European Emperor Purple Butt Can Do It had slow scavenging progress.
