I arranged the system

Chapter 10 Exchange
The next day, October 7nd.

After Fan Bei got up, he went to check the system log and found that there was no change, only the precious mental power reserve, which dropped again and became "563.6".

The sharp drop in numbers was like a countdown to death, which made Fan Bei feel a little playful and uneasy.

Walking out of the bedroom, he looked up and saw that Dabai in the living room was still in his kennel, sleeping heartlessly, unable to understand the master's nervousness at all...

Looking at it like that, Fan Bei couldn't help worrying that if the dog still didn't wake up after five days, his illusory white book would exhaust his mental power reserves.

At that time, I can only cut off my wrists, cut off the mental power that supplies the tengu system to operate, and understand that this dog who finally got the system will be beaten back to its original form.

I should be able to do this myself. After all, theoretically speaking, there is no reason to gnaw at the old man until Dad can't stand it. Dad can't cut off the maintenance fee of the dog system.

As a system manufacturer, it is natural to cut off the blood transfusion supply to the system.

But in that case, my first system production would be a complete investment failure.

The huge mental power of 9000 points was saved for 15 years, and it was just in vain.This is much more serious than the investment failure in the previous life.

Frowning, he returned to the study, pacing back and forth, with a vague premonition in his mind.

If the fault tolerance of a matter is too poor and there are not enough backers, it will often fail. This kind of thing is not uncommon, just like two opponents on the battlefield. The comparison is not who is smarter, but who makes fewer mistakes, and who More resistant to the consequences of making mistakes.

It's the same now, he made this system, the fault tolerance is too low, and the huge consumption of 100 a day is like a magic spell.

Perhaps in the later stage of development, this is only a small number, but at this initial stage, it is a heavy shackle.

Fan Bei frowned, thinking: The only solution is to get ideas from the evil spirits.

If there is a way to kill evil spirits and obtain the "Evil Spirit Core" without using the "purification" ability of Unreal Hakusho, then there is hope to maintain it.

It's just that now Dabai is sleeping in seclusion, as if he's been sleeping forever.

The other party didn't know that his time was limited and he was about to go bankrupt. He was just a dog. How could there be such a sense of tension?

This guy can't be counted on at all now, and I have to prepare another backup.

He suddenly had an idea. Since the book "Father of the System" can "make your wishes come true" and "create something out of nothing", can you directly pass on this precious knowledge to yourself?

He did what he thought, and opened the illusory white book with his mind, only to see that book reappeared in front of his eyes, emitting a faint white light.

The thought "Give me a way to destroy the evil spirit" was running through his mind.

However nothing happens.

He shook his head. His understanding of this book was still very superficial. Just as he thought earlier, "everything comes true". If you want to be successful, you should have many restrictions besides your mental strength.

After much deliberation, he came up with a way to go into the study, turn on the radio again, and continue listening to the two channels recorded yesterday.

He opened the diary with the blue cover on the table, found the record, used the knob to find the two channels he wrote down, and listened to it for a while.

What disappointed him was the repeated calls to survivors.

He very much hoped that the other party could teach more about the knowledge and skills to eliminate evil spirits like the "Spirit Control Class" that appeared ten years ago.

In this case, it is possible for him to be self-reliant, and first get some "evil spirit cores" as an emergency.

However, the other party did not explain at all, and there was no relevant content in the two channels that could only be listened to.

From Fan Bei's point of view, since they have the confidence to send a rescue team, they must have a way to fight and even eliminate the evil spirits.

It is understandable that the other party does not choose to teach publicly. After all, there is no reason to teach others what others have worked hard to research.

If this is the case, it is easier to say.

Fan Bei also had bargaining chips in his hand.

He thought of this and looked around. He had lived in this refuge for 15 years. Although it was closed, it made him survive in this dangerous world. It had a lot of credit.

He didn't waste any more time thinking, but hurriedly made preparations.

To use the function of "item storage", plan ahead and collect the things you need first.

He went to the kitchen first, and then used a large plastic bucket to fill about 5 liters of boiling water from several thermos bottles.

Then a thought flashed, and the contents of the plastic bucket disappeared.

"Stored items: 32."

"Extraordinary item: 0."

It was "32" and "1" before, but after using the evil spirit core, it was reduced to "31" and "0", and now it has changed back to 32, but the extraordinary items are gone.

Fan Bei continued to collect fresh water, food, medicines, tools, weapons... and the most important thing, the golden armor.

Finally, when the number of stored items reaches "122", when storing again, if the target is a watermelon, it cannot be stored, but if the target is a needle, it can still be stored.

He quickly understood the limits.

It seems that there is a quality limitation, not a space limitation.

Perhaps the book "Father of the System" comes with an infinite space, but the mass of objects that can currently be accommodated is only about one ton. After all, it is just an ordinary white book now.

To put it more vividly, it is the space that comes with this book, which is still very low-level, and the space barrier is like a plastic bag.

The plastic bag has a lot of space, but its weight is limited. Can it hold a large piece of gold?It's definitely not possible, it just crashed.

He thought about it, rearranged the items stored inside, and kept it in a relatively optimized state.

He stocked up on food and fresh water for a month.The necessary tools and those that can be made by hand were deleted as much as possible, and more necessary materials were stored.

After sorting it out, he checked it again. Those densely packed item names on it were the guarantee of his future survival, as well as some of the most precious materials in the current shelter.

After making these preparations, Fan Bei's anxiety eased a little.

However, he didn't make a deal right away, but decided to wait, maybe if he understands this sand sculpture, he can give himself a surprise tomorrow?
But reality is reality after all.

Three more days passed, and it was firmly July 7th.And his mental power reserve has been reduced to: "7".

During these three days, the sand sculpture understood that Bai only knew how to sleep, which made Fan Bei suspect that it was not retreating, but taking the opportunity to be lazy.

There are still two days left. After two days, he really wants to cut off the supply of mental power to the Tengu system through his thoughts. In short, he can't let the mental power reserve of his "Father of the System" be exhausted.

That would have too many unforeseen consequences.

Thinking of this, Fan Bei gritted his teeth. If he didn't enter the tiger's lair, how could he get a tiger's cub, and he was willing to let the child not be caught by the wolf. As long as Jin Dashan develops, what is lost today?
He thought so, then went to his bedroom, and moved out the radio station that was often maintained...

That's right, he decided to take the initiative to call the radio frequency provided by those two channels, and use this refuge to exchange valuable knowledge.

But before that, he had to make two preparations.

(End of this chapter)