He had rescued a bunch of ungrateful wretches.
Qin Feng felt very depressed.
However, being angry wouldn't solve the problem now; he had to improve his strength.
He understood that it was highly possible these people would throw him out at any moment to attract the zombies' attention, giving these guys a chance to escape.
So, he immersed his consciousness into his Red Alert domain.
While developing his base, he also controlled tanks and soldiers to search for boxes in the vicinity.
As long as he found one more box containing gold coins, he would have enough money to buy weapons and equipment to deal with the zombie attacks.
His current amount of money was too little, and the weapons he could afford had too low an attack power to contend with the zombies, so he had to speed up his acquisition of money.
Picking up boxes was his only option now.
The mining vehicles produced gold coins too slowly to cope with the current crisis.
Thus, Qin Feng searched everywhere within his territory.
However, several hours passed, and he hadn't found a single box.
This was understandable, as the area he was in was too small. He had destroyed all the surrounding bridges, trapping him in place. He could only pray that boxes would spawn on his territory.
Another hour passed, and still no boxes were found.
Qin Feng withdrew from the Red Alert domain. He looked around. The sky was gradually darkening, and everyone was discussing methods to break through.
"These zombies are too troublesome. Their defense is high, their strength is surprisingly great, and their speed is faster than ours. Can we really break through?"
"I peeked out just now and was almost caught by these zombies. Fortunately, my reaction was quick, and I retreated. These zombies are all surrounding the novice village's protective light. The moment we go out, we'll likely be torn to shreds. Relying on just one bait is probably not enough to escape."
"Yeah, how can that trash with only 1 combat power lure away all the zombies? He'll probably be killed by the zombies the moment he steps out, rendering him completely useless. We need to have other plans."
Everyone's eyes turned to Chu He. He was the strongest among them, and they wanted to hear his opinion.
Chu He thought for a moment and said, "That's right, a single bait cannot lure away all the zombies. However, if this bait also possesses powerful defensive capabilities and can break through the encirclement and move further away, then it can attract many zombies to surround it, and we will have an opportunity."
Upon hearing this, someone asked, "Then how can we possess powerful defensive capabilities? The strongest defense among us belongs to the person with F-grade armor. But even with F-grade armor, he was covered in wounds by those zombies. If he charges again, he probably won't be able to go far."
Chu He smiled and said, "F-grade armor has strong defensive capabilities against armor-piercing bullets. Its original design was to defend against bullets, not zombie attacks, so it is very light and thin with strong resilience, but it cannot withstand brute force attacks. If it were on the battlefield, this F-grade armor could be very effective, but against these zombies, it's no different from ordinary clothes. To resist zombie attacks, one must make their armor thicker and heavier, so their claws cannot easily touch our bodies."
"Then how do we do that?"
Chu He looked at the tall trees around and said, "It's these trees. We just need to chop wood, make wooden planks, and combine these wooden planks together. This will allow us to resist zombie attacks for a short period, preventing us from dying immediately upon engagement."
Everyone looked at the surrounding trees. One person asked doubtfully, "The seven-day protection period for the novice village is almost over. Even if we work day and night, we can't make much armor. Moreover, wearing these things greatly restricts our mobility. Although we won't be killed by zombies in the short term, as time goes by, we, who cannot move, will surely die!" httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Hearing this, Chu He smiled and said, "Who says we all have to wear armor? We only need to arm the bait. If we can make him last as long as possible, we will have a chance to escape the zombie encirclement."
"Great! What a brilliant plan. These logs can indeed resist zombie attacks. As long as the bait wears specially made armor and can last longer among these zombies, it will attract more zombie attention, and we can escape, haha..."
"Then let's do it!"
So, everyone picked up their tools and went to chop wood.
When a strong man passed by Qin Feng, he arrogantly said, "To let you live a little longer, I'm going to make armor for you now. You should be grateful for our mercy."
Qin Feng ignored such unreasonable words.
What he needed most now was time. Hearing their plan, Qin Feng understood that he wouldn't be harmed before the armor was made. It wouldn't be a quick process to make such a set of wooden armor. He needed to use this time to accumulate enough money to buy weapons and equipment.
Because he knew that if he went out wearing that wooden armor, besides giving these guys a chance to escape, he himself would surely die.
Watching the busy figures of the others, Qin Feng lay down on the ground with peace of mind and immersed his consciousness into his Red Alert domain.
He directly chose to build a Barracks and spent the money obtained from the mining vehicles.
He wanted to build an Engineer to repair the bridge, so he could search for boxes in a wider area.
If he relied solely on the money collected by the mining vehicles, he wouldn't be able to buy life-saving items. Therefore, he had to take a risk. Even if he was attacked immediately after repairing the bridge, he had to do it.
Thus, while the people in the novice village were busy chopping trees and making armor, Qin Feng lay on the ground, appearing to have resigned himself to fate.
However, within the game domain, Qin Feng was controlling his soldiers and tanks to search the entire map.
He was surprised to find that on this Arctic Circle map, there were no enemies. He controlled his soldiers and tanks to search in all directions, not only finding boxes but also scouting for enemies in the terrain. After circling the entire map, he discovered that he was the only player on this map, and the rest of the area was empty, with nothing there.
During this period, he also picked up quite a few boxes. Some yielded tanks, some yielded V3 rockets, and of course, there were gold coins, which he needed most now.
After a day and a night of searching, his gold coins had reached 8,000, along with various tanks, Black Hawk helicopters, and stars that increased combat power.
One of his soldiers had reached three stars while searching for boxes.
What surprised Qin Feng even more was that he obtained a Soviet MCV from a box.
Mastering both Allied and Soviet technologies meant he would no longer have to worry about money in the future.