[Record]: A complete safe house core has been detected, fulfilling the absorption requirements. Do you wish to absorb it?"
Liam didn't hesitate. He focused his mind and selected "Confirm." Instantly, the turtle shell in his hand began to vibrate violently. Or, to be more precise, it resonated.
The entire shelter seemed to come alive, pulsating with tiny tremors.
One second, two seconds...
The frequency of the shelter's vibrations grew closer and closer to the frequency of the turtle shell's tremors.
The turtle shell began to crack and melt, transforming into a blue liquid that flowed down Liam's hand and onto the stone floor.
Boom!
The earth shook, and the entire shelter swayed as if caught in an earthquake.
Liam stared in awe at the magical scene unfolding before his eyes.
"[Record]: You have successfully absorbed the damaged safe house core.
[Record]: Your shelter area has increased.
[Record]: Current shelter area: 110 square meters."
His familiar shelter had expanded, as if it had suddenly gained weight. In the newly added space, a pile of items was neatly arranged.
"Woof! Woof! Woof!"
Oreo, who had been resting on the floor, was now barking frantically at the unfamiliar sight and smells.
Liam rushed over to the new space and began to examine the items on the ground. There were over a dozen of them.
First, there were three bloodstained shirts, brightly colored, and even a pink bear costume.
Next to the clothes were two tools: a stone axe and a stone shovel. Compared to Liam's current equipment, this person's gear was pathetically meager. He couldn't understand how they had the confidence to raid a shelter with such poor equipment.
Wary of any hidden poisons or traps, Liam cautiously used his stone spear to lift the clothes, revealing the supplies underneath.
There were over a dozen items in total.
There was beef jerky, a good amount of it, at least 300 grams. There were also four cartons of milk, a whole loaf of bread, two corn dogs, a yogurt, an unopened bottle of Pepsi, and two half-empty bottles of mineral water.
"I've hit the jackpot!" Liam exclaimed.
No wonder these people chose to rob others instead of developing their own shelters. It was much more profitable to steal than to work.
These supplies alone would fetch a high price on the trading market, especially the "luxury" foods like the Pepsi and corn dogs. Days of scouring the market had yielded no such treats for Liam. And now, they had fallen into his lap.
"Since fusing one damaged core adds ten square meters, I'll fuse them all!" Liam decided.
He took out the remaining three damaged cores and selected them one by one. The shelter began to shake again.
"[Record]: You have successfully absorbed 3 damaged safe house cores.
[Record]: Your shelter area has increased.
[Record]: Current shelter area: 140 square meters.
[Record]: The shelter level has increased. Please check the game panel for details."
After the tremors subsided, the shelter had gained another 40 square meters of space. The already spacious shelter now felt even more vast.
A large pile of items lay scattered on the ground, and just looking at them made Liam feel dizzy with happiness.
At the back of the pile sat a device that looked like a large television.
Liam recognized it instantly. It was the device he had been dreaming of, the one he longed for day and night - a generator!
He couldn't contain his excitement. He rushed over to the machine as if greeting a long-lost lover.
It was covered in sky-blue paint.
Three thick black iron pipes surrounded the main body of the generator, and a side skirt served as a dust cover.
But as he looked closer at the main body, his heart sank.
It was a diesel generator labeled "Wuxi Siemens," likely taken from a mutated beast or another survivor. The problem was, the fuel tank had been damaged, a large chunk of metal sheared off, revealing the empty tank inside.
Liam racked his brains, trying to recall the principles of generator operation he had once read about in a library book.
He remembered the basics: clean air mixed with high-pressure atomized diesel, compressed and ignited, pushing the piston down. This motion turned the crankshaft, which in turn rotated the rotor of the generator, producing electricity through electromagnetic induction.
Liam breathed a sigh of relief.
Thankfully, it wasn't the electrical control system that was damaged. If that had been hit, the generator would be beyond repair.
The fuel tank was the only issue, and that could be easily fixed with a few survival points.
He focused his attention and called upon the system to inspect the diesel generator.
"[Diesel Generator (Damaged)]
Efficiency: 300kw (full load 300 kWh)
Fuel consumption: 230 grams per kilowatt hour (full load 82 L/h)
Description: A diesel generator manufactured by the Wuxi Siemens Group in Jiangsu. It has not been put into use and has good circuit function, but the fuel tank is damaged.
Upgrade direction 1: Replace and repair the core components of the generator to increase power generation efficiency and reduce power consumption. Survival points required: 1680.
Upgrade direction 2: Change the generator's working mode to biomass power generation. Survival points required: 6500.
Introduction: What am I to you? You are my Yolemei! No, no, I want to be your generator!"
"Damn, that's expensive! 1680 points? It'll take me half a month to save up enough to upgrade it!" Liam exclaimed.
He shook his head, dismissing the idea of saving up for a full upgrade.
Instead, he focused on individual upgrades. While slightly more expensive than a complete overhaul, it was a solution he could afford right now.
"It's expensive, but as long as it can be repaired, the base's development speed will double," he thought.
With a flash of light, the upgrade options changed.
"[Diesel Generator (Damaged)]
Efficiency: 300kw (full load 300 kWh)
Fuel consumption: 230 grams per kilowatt hour (full load 82 L/h)
Upgrade: Repair (130), Expand (50), Increase conversion efficiency (300), Change material (420), Change power supply mode - biomass (4450)..."
"Repairing it costs 130 points..." Liam grimaced.
The price was reasonable, but he couldn't afford it right now. After upgrading his raincoat and the safe tunnel, he only had 68 points left.
"I'll have to wait until tomorrow to repair it," he decided.
Pushing down his excitement and impatience, Liam began to gather the supplies, taking stock of his gains from the raid.