Chen Feng's target today was the school-run factory. He was very familiar with the situation there.
The orphanage had a monthly allowance of 200 yuan, and they could only eat porridge, steamed buns, and salted vegetables every day.
Ever since he entered the school, Chen Feng had been working part-time in the school-run factory for the past two years.
They helped with loading and unloading, and did heavy manual labor. The monthly allowance was only 800 yuan, which was even cheaper than livestock.
However, Chen Feng did not care. What he cared about was not money, but technology.
There were a few old masters in the factory who had retired from state-owned factories.
Although they were already over sixty years old, their craftsmanship was very good. Turning, cutting, planing, grinding, fitter, electric welding, oxygen welding, he was proficient in everything.
Chen Feng had learned quite a few things from helping these people.
When there was no one around, he used the leftover materials from the factory to make many small toys.
He sold it on the outdoor forum and made a lot of money.
Chen Feng pushed open the door of the factory and walked into the empty workshop.
He came to an abandoned tool cabinet and took out a large piece of rolled up canvas from under it.
After opening it, there were all kinds of weapons and mechanical components inside.
It was a crowbar made of special steel, about a foot long.
A short knife made of sharp hacksaw blades. One side was sharp, and the other side was serrated.
This kind of steel was very hard and indestructible.
It was just that it was not very tough and would break easily if it was too long. It was only suitable to be made into short knives.
It was a three-edged spearhead that was modified with a scraper. It was extremely tough.
The wooden handle was cut off, and the bottom was threaded and connected to a plated iron pipe.
The iron pipe was divided into two sections, connected by threads, which could be long or short.
The pipe was wrapped with a layer of tape to prevent slipping, so his hands wouldn't freeze in winter.
Chen Feng had eavesdropped on the forging methods of these homemade weapons when the old masters were boasting.
Finally, there was a date wood bow handle and two flat steel plates.
Chen Feng used a screw driver to assemble them.
With a bowstring made of thin steel wires, a split hunting bow appeared in front of him.
This was a great killing weapon with a force of 80 pounds, which was more than 300 pounds!
Not to mention a human, even an elephant would be dead as long as an arrow pierced through its brain!
To pull such a hard bow, one must wear protective gear. Otherwise, it would be very easy to cut off his fingers.
Chen Feng had learned the method of making the hunting bow from the outdoor forum, the DIY-section.
In addition, there were arrows, quivers, magnetite rods, sleeping bags, maps, compass, binoculars, hiking boots, flashlights, 78 military water bottles, tactical vests, and outdoor backpacks.
They were all knockoffs from the internet. They didn't cost much, less than 3,000 yuan in total.
Chen Feng had a feeling that his antisocial personality would explode sooner or later and cause an earth-shattering crime.
Therefore, he learned all kinds of outdoor survival skills in advance.
He had read the complete works of Master Bei and had prepared many things.
After committing the crime, they would run away and hide in the primeval forest to escape the pursuit of the military and police.
After fully equipping himself, Chen Feng's attack power instantly increased by several levels.
While he was busy working in the school-run factory, Wang Eryong led his underlings and began the process of leveling up and killing monsters.
Inspired by Chen Feng's weapon, many people tied their boning knives to mops and brooms, turning them into spears.
Wang Eryong had some brains and opened a window.
They would make a sound to attract the zombies over and then gather their men to assassinate them.
Just like that, they successfully dealt with the zombie crowd on the field.
Then, they formed groups and rushed into the teaching building, office building, and dormitory building.
They cleaned up the fish that had slipped through the net and expanded their territory to the entire school.
As for the school-run factory, it had always given people the impression that it was dusty, oily, and dirty.
Wang Eryong had never set foot there before, so he did not think of that place for a moment.
His real target was Huang Xiaotian's dormitory.
He had all his underlings wait outside and enter alone.
He pried open Huang Xiaotian's cabinet and took out a pistol and a box of bullets from a shoe box!
The gun was silver and looked very strange. It didn't belong to any brand.
Huang Xiaotian had stolen the sports department's starting pistol and found an expert in the underworld to modify it.
This secret, other than Huang Xiaotian himself, only Wang Eryong knew.
Although the power of the gun could not be compared to a real weapon. However, shooting at close range could also kill someone!
In the eyes of ordinary people, this was simply a divine weapon.
Wang Eryong put the gun on his belt, the most conspicuous part.
He walked out of the dormitory with his head held high and immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Everyone revealed shocked and fearful expressions as they retreated one after another.
Wang Eryong enjoyed this kind of gaze very much. He laughed arrogantly towards the sky. He was no longer afraid of anyone.
"Chen Feng, hurry up and show yourself. Let me blow your head off!”
At this moment, Chen Feng had already left the factory and arrived at the school's infirmary.
In the apocalyptic world, other than weapons, medicine was also very important.
The Blue Sky Professional College was not a big school, with only a thousand students and teachers.
The infirmary was also very simple. There was only one school doctor and one nurse, but there were basic medicines.
Sooner or later, he would have to leave this place and venture deep into the city or the wilderness.
It was very necessary to find some anti-inflammatory, hemostatic, anti-diarrhea, and antipyretic medicine to carry with him.
Chen Feng arrived at the door of the infirmary and knocked on the metal door with the crowbar. He heard the roars of zombies coming from inside.
He smashed the glass and pierced the heads of a few zombies through the anti-theft window.
He pried open the anti-theft window and entered the room, looking at the corpse on the ground.
A few of them were students and teachers who had come here to wait for the ambulance after their illness became serious.
There was also a young girl in a nurse's uniform. She was very beautiful.
Other than a bullet to the back of his head, there were no other wounds. He should be one of the first batch of mutated beasts.
Her pale and cold face still retained some of her beautiful appearance when she was alive.
Chen Feng shook his head regretfully and joked to himself.
"I'm late. If I had just become a zombie, I could have taken advantage of the heat and done it.”
The consultation room was a mess. Medicine, gauze, and medical equipment were scattered all over the ground. They could not be used anymore.
Chen Feng arrived at the warehouse and knocked on the metal door. There was no sound coming from inside.
Suddenly, a shadow flashed through the gap at the bottom of the door.
Her movements were very agile, and she didn't look like a zombie.
This person was probably hiding behind the door and eavesdropping on the commotion outside.
When she heard someone approaching, she hid.
Chen Feng was delighted. He put down his spear and took off a piece of clothing from the zombie.
He opened the door with a crowbar and threw the clothes inside.
"Phew-"
The sound of the wind whistled as a stool smashed down and missed.
Taking advantage of the momentum, Chen Feng rushed in. He unsheathed his short blade and slashed at the opponent's neck.
"Ah!"
The attacker let out a sharp scream.
Chen Feng focused his gaze and was instantly overjoyed.
"Oh, it's a beautiful doctor. What a coincidence.”
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