Even though his physique and strength had doubled compared to an ordinary person, he never thought of engaging in close combat with the enemy.
Why engage in close combat?
Is it because firearms aren't powerful enough?
Or do you think dying fast isn't quick enough?
So, it's better to keep using firearms. Range and caliber aren't an issue, just upgrade them.
Jiang Yiyi was eating a rice ball, staring intently at Brother Yang Yuan without blinking.
In her vision, there was a glow around Yang Yuan, initially faint, just as weak as any ordinary person around.
But just now, that glow rapidly intensified, directly doubling compared to an ordinary person.
Zhao Jiayan was oblivious to all this as she held half a rice ball, eating it. It was her first time in three years eating such food, and her face was filled with nostalgic satisfaction.
However, she did not eat it all by herself, only eating a small half, saving the rest for when Yang Yuan might want it later.
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[(Pseudo) Power Armor LV.1: 109/100 (Upgradable)]
"Finally, it can be upgraded."
Yang Yuan first lowered the visor of the Power Armor, feeling a bit stuffy, then chose to upgrade.
The next moment, the plastic-shelled Power Armor was optimized by some mysterious force, its material and structure, even the circuitry system, were all upgraded.
The feeling of stuffiness quickly disappeared. Although it hadn't reached the level where he could breathe freely, it was much better than the previous suffocating state.
In this situation, closing the visor at least ensures there's no oxygen deprivation.
Clearly, the ventilation system had been optimized as well.
Yang Yuan took a few steps to experience it, finding the armor on his body more textured. Theoretically, it should have been heavier, but it felt lighter.
Evidently, the power had been optimized too.
He extended his palm, and with a thought, a beam of light spurted out, generating a noticeable thrust.
Unfortunately, the thrust was small, far from being able to take off.
Not only the palm, but the sole also had a slight thrust. Although it couldn't make him fly, it should assist in running.
"Not bad."
He looked at the new data of the armor:
[(Pseudo) Power Armor LV.2: 9/200 (Fragile Armor, Plastic Shell, Don't Mention Power)]
Good, it's no longer an adult child's toy.
Just one more upgrade, and it might be usable in battle.
In fact, it could even now be used to lift heavy objects or offset the recoil of a "Handgun King."
"Let's go get the Portable Safe House."
Yang Yuan reopened the visor and headed to the assembly room with the two girls.
...
In the monitoring room of the safety zone, a group of people stared tensely at the images captured by the weather balloon satellite just released into the sky.
The screen showed a fiery red scene, with figures moving on the ground or lying down directly, leaving mountainous fires in their wake.
The terrifying high temperatures ignited the trees.
The figures themselves did not emit light, or rather, they emitted something other than visible light, but where they passed, they caused mountain fires, making their positions very conspicuous.
"Those Drought Fiends are eight hundred miles away now, and some female mutant beasts six hundred miles away are showing signs of mutation!"
"What do we do? Should we continue the evacuation?"
"These initial Drought Fiends haven't continued to get closer, no need to evacuate yet. The people can't endure too much; at least let them rest for a few more days and see how it goes."
"Increase the number of coolers; don't let the underground river water evaporate!"
"Yes, Chief!"
...
"You're Yang Yuan, right?"
At the assembly room door, a young man pointed at a pile of block-like modules beside him, speaking indifferently, "Everything is here, with structural diagrams and an instruction manual. Just follow the order to assemble; it's easy. Give me the voucher."
The stack of modules was embedded into meter-square plates, each only a centimeter thick, with a total thickness of one meter, piled up like a meter cube.
Yang Yuan gave them a simple check and took out the voucher given by Leader Chen in the morning, handing it to the other party.
The other party checked it and said, "This Portable Safe House consists of a total of two hundred eighty modules, made of lightweight explosion-proof plastic, enough to barely resist handgun bullets. Also, there's a simple solar panel on the ceiling, and the three small rooms inside each have a button. Press it to turn on a light, but the brightness is quite average; you figure it out. Just a heads up, this cheap stuff is not warranted, so be prepared."
After a pause, he couldn't help but remind again, "I see there're only three of you, so for convenience, I designed it to fit three adults, but if you squeeze, it could fit six. Lastly, this so-called Safe House isn't really safe, so don't rely on it too much."
There's lighting?
Yang Yuan was slightly delighted and said, "Thanks a lot."
He picked up the block pile with both hands, finding it weighed only about a hundred pounds or fifty kilograms, not very heavy, quite manageable.
"Let's go."
He eagerly hugged the block pile towards the safety zone gate.
"Everyone listen, those who haven't joined the safety zone must leave by eleven-thirty, or be dealt with as thieves!"
Suddenly, speakers from all directions started broadcasting.
This announcement instantly caused displeasure among many, as many originally planned to sleep on the streets within the safety zone.
They didn't want to follow military arrangements but wanted to take advantage of the safety zone's protection, clearly overthinking it.
"I knew it would be like this."
Yang Yuan chuckled, "Let's go find a place to set up our Safe House. Jiayan, could you look at the manual?"
"Okay." Zhao Jiayan quickly took the manual from the top of the block pile.
The outside was much like last night, with many bonfires, surrounded by people.
Just unlike last night, last night's bonfires were densely packed, while now there were only a few hundred remains.
These people were mostly unwilling to join the safety zone.
Almost all were Superpower Users or groups with Superpower Users, unwilling to accept military arrangements, yearning for freedom.
Everyone looked with curiosity at Yang Yuan, who emerged wearing peculiar armor, holding a large block pile.
Some were expressionless, others sneered or looked indifferently.
The three Superpower Users who clashed with Yang Yuan during the day were also among them, with somewhat unfriendly eyes, though they merely looked coldly without acting.
"Brother Yang Yuan, you didn't join the safety zone either?"
From forty meters away, Ling Zhi'an called by the bonfire, "Want to join us?"
"Brother Ling Zhi'an? Thanks for the kind offer, but no need."
Yang Yuan smiled, calling out Ling Zhi'an's name in return, and then walked away with Zhao Jiayan and Jiang Yiyi.
At this moment, Zhao Jiayan finished reading the manual by the bonfire light and said, "The installation requires a slope of no more than twenty degrees, preferably on flat ground."
"There's plenty of flat ground here. Let's find a big enough tree and set it up under that." Yang Yuan said.
"Okay." Zhao Jiayan immediately took the lead.
Soon, they reached a spot over five hundred meters away from the safety zone, stopping under an ancient tree with a four-meter diameter.
Perhaps because of the underground river, this giant tree was still alive, though wilting, with many fallen leaves.
Jiang Yiyi eagerly rushed over to clear away the leaves under the tree, creating a large enough space.
"You can light a fire to roast the bird meat; if not hungry, dry it for later. Use the bonfire for lighting; I'll handle the Safe House assembly. Oh, and keep the bonfire at a distance."
Yang Yuan placed the block pile on the ground, took the manual, and started assembling the Safe House by the light of a bonfire ten meters away.
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