Coincidental Encounter With The Repair Team

To Wu Peng, the days without the Internet were no different from being imprisoned.

The satellite signal receiver had been destroyed by the impact of the meteor and he had wanted to repair it.

However, he ultimately gave up after he researched the matter closely and realized that a professional was needed for a matter like this.

Currently, there was a small team of people here to repair the satellite signal receiver.

Wu Peng kept his binoculars and walked toward the repair team with large strides.

The team did not notice him even after he walked over to their side.

"Cough, cough! Hello, everyone!" Wu Peng gave the four people a simple greeting.

However, his voice became low and soft after it passed through his protective gear.

He doubled his volume and tried again, "Hello, everyone!"

The four of them were still concentrating on the gadget in their hands and did not hear Wu Peng at all.

Left without a choice, Wu Peng reached out and patted on one of their shoulders, "Hello!"

The person had focused all of his attention on the repair gadget and was nearly shocked out of his wits when Wu Peng suddenly patted on him. "Oh, God!"

Followed by a shrill scream, the three other people from the repair team also became alarmed and turned their heads to look at the same time.

They saw a tall, bulky figure standing behind them the moment they turned their heads.

As the section of the protective gear that was near their eyes was made out of a non-transparent material, they could not see what Wu Peng looked like.

They only felt that the man in front of them was terrifying, and his figure made them feel waves of pressure.

They had only felt this way when they faced a law enforcer. However, the clothing of the man in front of them was not something a law enforcer wore.

That meant they might have encountered a bandit.

In a post-apocalyptic world, everyone was trying their best to survive. It was common to see people take advantage of their physical assets to rob people or pillage other shelters.

If this was an ordinary day, the repair team would have guards follow them while they were out on their mission. However, this area had been hit by a meteor. In theory, no one should have been able to survive aside from the people in the official shelters and so no guards had been assigned to follow the repair team during today's mission.

Who could have guessed that someone had survived and that they would so coincidentally encounter him today?

Even though the leader of the team was also a clerk, he still stood up and put his team behind him as the leader.

He forcefully stabilized his emotions, then said with a loud voice, "Who are you? We are repairmen and do not have any resources on us!"

Wu Peng saw that the other party was cautious of him and immediately recognized that there was a misunderstanding.

He waved his hands in a hurry and said, "Don't be misunderstood! I'm not a bandit!"

Unfortunately, the protective capability of Wu Peng's protective gear was too good. His voice that came out of the protective gear became so soft that it was indiscernible.

The small team of four looked at Wu Peng flailing his arms around and was completely clueless about what he was trying to express.

Wu Peng sweated under the effort, yet the team of people in front of him still looked completely lost. He really wanted to take off his protective gear to communicate better.

Fortunately, the leader of the team was the first to calm down. He came to Wu Peng's side and patted on his shoulder, and gave a thumbs up that meant, "Are you a good person?"

Wu Peng quickly patted on his chest and returned a thumbs up. "I am a good person!"

The leader deliberated for a moment and decided to believe Wu Peng. After all, if the other party was really a bandit, he would not waste this much time trying to communicate with them.

He turned around and got a team member to take out a wireless communication device and handed the device over to Wu Peng.

Wu Peng quickly pulled open a slit on his protective gear and hung the wireless communication device over his ear.

He heard the voice of a middle-aged man ring out beside his ear, "Hello! I'm Qin Ming, the leader of the repair team of the third web grid."

"Leader Qin, my name is Wu Peng. I am a survivor who is based nearby."

The rest of the three people greeted Wu Peng respectively.

The people of the team were very curious about Wu Peng as he had managed to resist the impact of the meteor with the shelter he had built alone.

Even an official shelter had many casualties from the impact of the meteor.

Wu Peng did not wish to reveal the existence of the Mechanical System and thus attributed his survival to good luck.

"Leader Qin, you talked about the third web grid just now. What does that mean?" Wu Peng did not wish for the conversation to stop at him and quickly changed the topic.

Qin Ming gave him a general explanation.

As doomsday approached, a large number of elites had headed into the various shelters set up by the government.

There were a total of 34 official shelters in the country and each official shelter was given a corresponding alphabet. Each shelter was further split into ten web grids based on the alphabet they were assigned. Where Qin Ming and the rest of the group were at was the third web grid of Shelter J.

"Leader Qin, can this satellite signal receiver be repaired?" Wu Peng asked the question that he was most concerned about.

"Sigh! I scrutinized it just now. Most of the other areas of the satellite receiver can be fixed, but we are lacking a signal conversion chip."

"Do you not have it in your shelter?" Wu Peng's tone was a little anxious.

Qin Ming slowly sat down, "We do have some chips, but they can't be used here."

He pointed toward the faraway black stone mountain as he spoke, "That stone mountain has generated a gigantic magnetic interference. An ordinary chip will be rendered useless here."

"Do you mean that there's no other way?!" Wu Peng became a little frustrated. He would be completely cut off from the outside world if the signal receiver could not be fixed.

Qin Ming slipped into silence. The third web grid would also lose contact with the outside world if they could not fix the signal receiver. Once they lost contact, they might be abandoned by the shelter and everyone would eventually die after they ran out of resources.

The atmosphere instantly became dead silent.

A moment later, a member of the team suddenly broke the silence, "Leader! Would it work if we created a chip out of the same material of that stone mountain?"

As he asked that, he took out a fist-sized, pitch-black stone from within his bag.

Qin Ming quickly fetched over the stone, "That's a fragment of the meteor? It might be worth a try if we can do some precision work on it. But there is no such precise equipment in the third web grid."

Wu Peng had a thought when he heard that, "Leader Qin, what must the stone be processed into? I can give it a try!"

Qin Ming shook his head hard, "There are not many of those kinds of equipment in the country."

Wu Peng did not wish to explain too much. He grabbed the fragment of the meteorite and said, "Please give me the processing blueprints!"

Seeing how determined Wu Peng's attitude was, Qin Ming decided to seize every opportunity he could and handed Wu Peng a handheld computer. "There's the blueprint you require inside."

"Let's meet here tomorrow afternoon!" Wu Peng left quickly after he said that.

The team of four looked at each other as they saw Wu Peng's leaving figure and prayed that Wu Peng would bring them good news at the same time.

Wu Peng could not care about his starving stomach after he returned to the shelter.

He connected the handheld computer to the production station and opened up the blueprints.

"Received a precision processing blueprint. Points +20."

Wu Peng did not have the time to be happy even though he obtained some points as he quickly placed the fragment of the meteorite on the production station.