Chapter 20 : Intruders

Chris continued to scatter his thoughts.

The other party was not moving at all right now, and it was very likely that they were ambushing themselves.

They had already made preparations, waiting for the moment they stepped out of the shelter and then dealt themselves a fatal blow.

This possibility was very high.

Chris couldn't help but frown as he didn't know exactly what kind of offense the other party was using.

If, for example, the weapon in the other party's hands was a bow or crossbow.

Then they could have already been aiming at the door of the refuge a long time ago, and once he showed his head, there would be deadly arrows shot towards him.

No, can't take the risk!

Even if the opposite side didn't have long range weapons like bows and crossbows, they must have prepared for everything.

Gambling with one's life to challenge the other party's preparation was not bravery, it was recklessness.

What's more, he and Max were not necessarily the opponents of the other three.

Therefore, one could not take the initiative.

Soon, Chris made up his mind.

The whole of his shelter was stone, and the other party definitely had no way to hard attack into his shelter.

Moreover, his warehouse was stocked with food and water.

He didn't mind having a protracted battle with the other party, competing to see who had enough consumables.

Chris believed that as long as he kept on not going out, the opposite side would definitely become more and more anxious.

It wouldn't even take a day for the opposite party to give up their sneak attack plan.

Pondering in his mind, Chris opened the map from time to time to look at the movements of the three people.

The weather outside the shelter was considered rather harsh.

The sun was high in the sky and a heat wave swept across the land.

In the underground refuge, Chris's perception wasn't particularly strong.

On the other hand, the three people who had been ambushed outside were suffering.

They didn't have much water resources, and under the sun's exposure, their bodies were even more drastically dehydrated.

Before a while, they felt a bit dizzy.

"Boss, it's not a solution to keep waiting here!"

"It's so hot, if that kid doesn't come out, the three of us will have to explain ourselves here!"

The fat man next to the strong man said with a pant as he laboriously wiped the sweat that was constantly rising from his forehead.

The fat man was very afraid of the heat, and even though he wasn't doing much exercise right now, he felt drained when he got hot.

The other two, on the other hand, weren't much better.

They had been squatting here for at least three hours now, squatting from morning until noon.

In the morning, the sun wasn't so fierce, and the weather was still mild.

They were able to tolerate it as they squatted under the tree.

However, now at noon, the sunlight gradually became harsh and poisonous.

The three of them squatting here were like prawns on an iron plate, as if they were going to cook if they stayed a little longer.

Although the heat wave was unbearable, what was most unbearable for them was.

This whole three hours of squatting had no meaning at all, all these sins had been in vain!

The kid in the shelter, just came out in the morning to let off some steam, and then never came out again!

Their squatting was meaningless.

Not only did they not attack the kid in the shelter, they didn't even have any information.

Right now, all they knew was that the owner in the shelter was a man, had a white dog, and that the shelter was an underground shelter.

Other than that, nothing.

This was what they had gained from squatting here for so long.

"Boss, I feel that it's not a good idea for us to continue squatting here, why don't we go over and take a look?"

Seeing that Boss didn't say anything, Fatty continued to pant and said.

"Wait a little longer!"

The stout man glared at Fatty for a moment, and Fatty immediately shrunk his neck.

In fact, the stout man himself had had enough of the heat and the squatting.

However, this was the method he decided on, if he ended his order with nothing, wouldn't that be a slap in his own face.

Indicate his own incompetence?

So, ending the matter could not be brought up by the bystanders, it should be brought up by himself, and it could not be ended now.

After continuing to crouch in place for more than an hour, the burly man wiped the sweat from his forehead and stood up.

"If you ask me, that kid is probably taking a nap."

"Let's go, let's take this opportunity to attack!"

The strong man said as he wiped his sweat and stood up straight.

Hearing the boss's words, the fat man and the skinny man coincidentally showed a happy expression on their faces.

Finally, finally they didn't have to suffer this!

Standing up with great speed, the two of them looked towards Stout Man.

"I agree with the boss's idea, the three of us, can't we beat that skinny kid and his dog!"

Fatty excitedly waved his fists.

"That's right, let's charge straight into his shelter, kill first, then cross over!"

The thin man also revealed a look of yearning.

"Go!"

With the strong man's order, several people jointly took out the murder weapon from the warehouse and headed towards Chris's shelter.

In the burly man's hand was a stone hammer that looked like it weighed quite a bit, in the thin man's hand was a dagger, and in the fat man's hand was a stone axe.

If it wasn't for the ferocious look of the three of them, others would be afraid to mistake the three of them for a construction team.

At this moment, Chris was sitting leisurely on a wooden chair.

From time to time, he glanced at the moving red dots on the map before continuing the craft work in his hands.

In his hands, he was holding quite a few plant fibers for weaving.

Chris had been wearing this one piece of clothing on his body ever since he crossed over to the Survival game.

He had rummaged through trading, manufacturing, and other functions, but he hadn't found any method of obtaining the clothes.

So, he planned to take advantage of this time to see if he could make a piece of clothing from plant fibers himself.

So as to change the clothes on his body.

Chris hadn't learned to knit or sew before, and could only follow his imagination with the plant fibers in his hands.

These plant fibers were originally fine fluff-like flotsam.

Chris rolled them into tiny strips for convenience, similar to cotton rope.

Only, the strength of these plant fibers was quite a bit higher than cotton rope, but the softness was comparable to that of cotton.

Without a loom, and Chris didn't know how to weave, there was definitely no way for these plant fibers to be made into cloth.

Therefore, Chris's technique was similar to weaving a sweater.

Letting a strip of plant fibers hook into each other, and then weaving it according to a specific shape.

It took an entire noon and three hours.

The plant fiber sweater in his hands was finally successfully knitted.

Only, although the general shape could be seen as a sweater, the selling appearance was a bit miserable.

Not only was the neckline crooked, the two sleeves were not the same length, and the holes in the sweater were large enough to pass through the fingers.

However, even though this sweater's selling quality was poor, it was the first sweater that Chris had knitted with his own hands.

It was of extraordinary significance.

But this garment is not windproof, not warm ..... It can't be worn at all .....

Can it be strengthened with the system?

After this thought suddenly popped up in Chris's mind, the system interface immediately popped up in front of him.

"Name: Simple Sweater???? (Ordinary)"

"Introduction: a sweater that can't be seen as a sweater at all, and that a homeless person under a bridge hole wouldn't necessarily wear."

Seeing the system's introduction, Chris grinned.

His own handiwork .... Was it that bad?

Shaking his head with a light smile, Chris looked at the evolutionary branches below.

"Evolvable Branch 1: Functional Enhancement: adjusts the sweater to a normal sweater, windproof ability rises dramatically, warmth-keeping ability rises dramatically. Consumption of Survival Points: 15"

"Evolvable Branch 2: Material Reinforcement: reinforces a sweater made of plant fibers to one made of cotton, with a large increase in windproof ability and a small increase in warmth-retaining ability. Consumption of Survival Points: 35"

Chris didn't have any cotton amongst his storehouse, nor did he have any materials that had anything to do with cotton cloth.

Therefore, if one were to choose Evolution Branch 2, one would need to pay the full amount of Survival Points, 35 points.

Although, for Chris who already had more than three hundred Survival Points, 35 points was just a small amount.

But, Survival Points had a wide range of uses, and he didn't think that a cotton shirt was worth consuming 35 points for manufacturing.

With a movement of his consciousness, Chris chose Evolvable Branch 1.

After deducting 15 points from Chris's total Survival Points, the plant fiber sweater in his hand welcomed a qualitative change.

The originally crooked neckline became unusually regular, and the edges were sealed, so there was no need to worry about the sweater coming off.

The length of the sleeves, which were originally of different lengths, also became consistent, and the mesh, which was thick as a finger, became more delicate and tightly fitted together.

If you look at it from a distance, you can no longer see the mesh of the sweater, just like a piece of clothing sewn with cloth.

Even if one looked closer, the traces of the mesh were very faint.

After taking off the original clothes on his body, Chris changed into the handmade sweater.

Putting it on and feeling the material against his skin, his eyes widened in surprise.

It was so soft.

And there was a warm feeling.

I didn't expect that clothes made from plant fibers would have such an effect!

Wearing the clothes he made with his own hands, Chris tapped on the system's map interface.

Preparing to see how the red dot on the map was doing now.

Just after opening the map, Chris was slightly stunned, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

On the map, those three red dots had obviously pressed on.

At the moment, they were rapidly approaching Chris's refuge.

Chris wasn't afraid of them coming, instead, he was afraid of them putting cold shots behind his back like they did before.

As long as they came, there was definitely no way for them to attack his refuge.

At that time, he would first consume a wave of their physical strength, and then he would quickly attack himself at that time.

Together with Max, he would subdue the three of them!

While Chris was happy in his heart, the three people outside the shelter were miserable.

After several hours of exposure to the sun, they hurriedly ran outside the shelter.

Just ran to the shelter near the time, the three of them can not help but all stooped over and gasped for breath.

Only after several minutes of slowing down did the three of them straighten their backs.

The strong man in the lead stood above Chris's shelter and looked around.

Looking at the well-organized air vents and clean drainage system, his eyes were filled with envy.

"This kid is so lucky!"