Afterward, Shawn roughly searched the electrical repair shop's front hall, taking three sets of repair tools into his bag.
Shawn turned and went to the back warehouse of the repair shop.
The combination of a locked iron door naturally couldn't stop Shawn. The moment he walked into the warehouse, Shawn's eyes lit up.
He saw many 2-meter-high shelves here, with many unopened car parts distributed in twos and threes on the shelves.
"It seems that with the arrival of the apocalypse, everyone was too busy saving their lives to pay attention to these car parts."
"At least in this small town, that's the case."
Shawn thought to himself.
He walked forward and collected the potentially useful car parts, trying to stack parts of the same type together.
As for disassembled general-purpose parts, they could be stacked in the same slot.
In the corner of the warehouse, Shawn found two boxes of colored tape, one unopened and brand new, and the other with 1/3 remaining after being opened.
"There are still a dozen rolls in this open box, which is enough."
"The tape is also OK."
He conveniently took 5 small barrels of gasoline and 2 barrels of diesel. After carefully checking that nothing was left behind, Shawn turned and left.
And when Shawn walked out of the car repair shop, the sky outside had changed greatly in an instant.
Only about ten minutes had passed, but when Shawn walked out of the repair shop, the last ray of sunlight was already gone.
The entire small town above was dim, and at a glance, there was an indescribable sense of desolation.
Shawn knew what kind of surging undercurrents existed beneath this deathly silence.
"clay is easy to dig in damp places, and pebbles need to be synthesized from clay plus small stones, which is not difficult."
Shawn looked at the gradually darkening sky and finally decided to continue tomorrow morning.
It was too quiet at night; there was no need to take risks at night.
Thinking of this, Shawn parked the red overlord in the small parking lot on the side and back of the repair shop.
Shawn had searched the front and back of the car repair shop and found no danger, so he decided to rest here tonight...
At night.
Shawn was suddenly woken up by a few rustling sounds.
He turned on his 'helmet light' and roughly looked towards the corner, only to see a few rats with shiny black fur, their noses twitching slightly, seemingly searching for the direction of food.
In the apocalypse, these rats seemed to live even better than humans.
But upon seeing these guys, Shawn became interested.
"Rat fur... should it count as fur?"
Shawn killed two with a hammer and then gently chopped them twice with a Stone Axe.
"[Fur * 1]"
"Two rats count as one piece of fur, which is reasonable."
Shawn looked at the trembling rats hiding in the corner and smiled.
Ten minutes later.
The fur in Shawn's backpack had stacked up to 7 pieces.
Except for the very first piece, which was peeled off a snake, the others were all patched together from rat fur.
"At least three more pieces are needed; I'll gather them tomorrow."
Shawn returned to bed and slept until dawn.
...
He stretched, getting up from the stacked shelves.
Shawn estimated it was around 6 or 7 AM.
He first drove the fire truck and continued to tour the town twice. After basically unlocking the entire "map" of the town.
Shawn spent half the morning gathering all the remaining materials he needed.
He found clay on the automatically watered lawn and conveniently synthesized pebbles.
Then he cut down some green trees by the roadside and synthesized logs.
For the final leather, Shawn simply went to the clothing store and found some genuine leather coats, which he completely disassembled into leather.
The leather disassembled from dozens of coats was not only enough for now but would also not be lacking for a while to come.
Returning to the car repair shop, Shawn directly placed the finished forge here.
Forge
Tape and mechanical parts were already sufficient.
For the main raw material, iron, needed to make 'wrought iron', Shawn simply dismantled all the iron shelves in the warehouse behind the repair shop.
A few hammer blows and the shelves all turned into fragments.
One piece of wrought iron per minute.
18 minutes later, Shawn held a brand new Lv2 wrench in his hand.
Wrench Lv2
"Finally—"
"With this thing, other materials will be much easier to collect."
Shawn played with the wrench, sighing.
The wrench manufactured by the system had a very simple function: it could smash all mechanical and metal parts.
Even an entire large truck could be turned into part materials and collected into his backpack within minutes.
While disassembling cars, he could also simultaneously collect directly usable materials such as diesel, gasoline, and car batteries.
Wood and clay are very common; the Prison side will basically not lack them.
So Shawn's focus was mainly on metal and part materials.
Shawn first disassembled the two small cars parked in the car repair shop; disassembling one car took about half a minute.
"[Obtained Iron * 233]"
"[Obtained Mechanical Parts * 41]"
"[Obtained Engine Oil * 6]"
"[Obtained Gasoline * 173]"
"[Obtained Headlights * 4]"
"[Obtained Brass Radiator * 2]"
"[Obtained Engine * 1]"
"[Obtained Experience + 300]"
Wrench disassembly would only retain the intact parts; most of the scrapped areas would disappear along with the entire car.
Shawn threw all the iron he had disassembled into the forge, melting it all into 'wrought iron'.
He took half with him and used some of it to make 'repair tools'.
These could be used to repair the wrench whose durability had run out and also to repair the 'Athlete Light Armor' whose durability had previously reset to zero.
For the entire next day, Shawn was disassembling cars on the town's streets. Cars basically contained most of the metal materials Shawn needed.
It's worth mentioning that there was a metal statue in the center of the town.
Perhaps it was the mayor's statue, or perhaps a town entrepreneur.
But who cared? Shawn naturally wouldn't let it go when he saw it.
The statue's overall composition was relatively pure, largely made of iron and brass.
So, the moment it was disassembled, Shawn received prompts of 'Obtained a large amount of iron' and 'A small amount of brass'.
This surprised Shawn, who had originally planned to continue disassembling some cars the next day.
If it was just for the steel plates and rebar for the front lawn of the Prison, these were more or less enough.
The experience points gained from continuous disassembly also filled the experience bar.
"[Level Promotion, Lv38 → Lv39 (67%)]"
"[Remaining Skill Points: 10]"
"[You can add points]"
Returning to the repair shop warehouse, he continued to rest in the town for another night.
When a faint light pierced through the transparent glass at the 3-meter mark in the warehouse and slanted onto Shawn.
Shawn opened his eyes at the opportune moment.
He got up and stretched his body slightly, grinning.
"Reality really can't be measured by games. Disassembling for a whole day yesterday made me so tired."
Due to the geographic feature of vast land and sparse population in the United States, basically every household has a car, and many even have more than one for convenience.
They often buy a used car and give it to the elderly at home or children who are 16 years old to drive.
In this half-day, he estimated he had disassembled nearly 100 vehicles, as well as some metal-containing buildings, including that metal statue.
The number of metals and parts stacked in his backpack had basically reached an astonishing figure.
If transported purely by vehicle, it would probably require the largest freight trucks, loaded with ten of them to fit everything.
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