In the distance, the mountains were faintly covered with sparse shrubs, like the hair of his little niece of two years old. It seems that there is a bright belt around the foot of the mountains, and it must be a small river. The cliffs in front of me really made me want to climb. It seems that in this deserted mountain range, such a cave hidden by shrubs on a cliff that does not reach the sky and the ground is really suitable for a shelter that does not have it. Take out the scanning scope and start looking down at the environment.

Well, the rock pile at your feet should be able to be transformed into a warning observation post, and the sensor matrix should be arranged around it according to the R3 standard configuration, and the self-controlled fire point module and the decontamination sprinkler pipe should be sufficient. I'm starting to wander around the world. From the white light field of view of the scanning scope, you can see the scenery from near and far. Mountains, rivers, shrubs, rocks, terraces -- and so on, I seem to remember that according to the analysis, the current Nevada neighborhood should be similar to a wildlife world. Besides, it seems that agricultural land in the United States has not been so tight that it is necessary to open up terraces! Mygod, is there a mistake? Hurry up and open the positioning module of the scanning observer "116.86 east longitude, 36.60 north latitude", that's right! Open the holographic projection map book and move the U.S. state of Nevada to the center of the map, and the positioning module displays large green letters. For a moment, all I longed for was a crooked-necked tree so that I could hang my stupid head. East longitude?! Alas, I am too accustomed to entering the domestic direction, so that the time is entered correctly when the antimatter field is activated (if you go back to 1898 BC, it is the Xia Dynasty, basically the primitive society has just transitioned to a slave society, and I really have to find a data line to hang), but the direction is entered into the "East Longitude" by the way!!

My American Dream! I really want to cry without tears, I have memorized so much information about the United States in the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries, and I am ready to make a fortune in the United States, live in a foreign house, eat foreign bread, take a foreign car (a car, definitely not a rickshaw), and make a foreign girl (if there is a beautiful Chinese lady, the foreign girl will have to pull aside, otherwise I will never do it if I suffer foreign crimes), and now the United States is actually on the other side of the world. Now that I'm dressed as a fake foreign devil, I won't be beaten to death by the people when I go out! or was caught by the government, with the bare and no braids on the back of his head, he was suspected of twisting the remnants of the army, that is, the crime of beheading and decapitating, and he was not even exempted from talking about beheading and waiting for the autumn decision.

I don't know which philosopher said, "When man thinks, God laughs." "God must be laughing right now. It may be that I haven't eaten for too long (I haven't eaten in 159 years), so my thoughts are tangled up in a mess. Just don't think about it for now, according to the original plan, arrange the base first, after all, he is the only Robinson drifting in this space. Comrade Robinson also knew how to rescue the supplies on the sunken ship first, and then set up a safe camp. With three or four hundred years of experience from his predecessors, he is a little better than him, no matter how much he says. It's better to do it first, after all, my hands are better at thinking than my brain at this stage.

Eat a basin of self-heating class A rations, and carefully put the remaining lunch boxes into the recycling sorting bag, not that you are worried that there will be a boring chengguan chasing this time and space to issue a ticket, after all, it may be very helpful to yourself if it is an empty lunch box now. The PDA screen shows the location of the warehouse you are travelling with. It's only 220 meters from where I am now, but the depth shows that it is 466 meters above sea level, and the entrance to the cave where I am now is 789 meters above sea level. Some are busy, starting the engineering module of their own travel module, the huge alloy drill bit is 1 meter per minute, the high temperature penetrates the molten rock and soil into the surrounding crevices, and after the air pressure hammer of the travel cabin is pressed, with the action of air cooling, the solidified melt constitutes the main body of the tunnel. However, the temperature is too high, and the oxygen content of the air falls too quickly, so it has to be shut down every half hour for ventilation and cooling. After 8 hours of intermittent excavation, four turns were made to avoid large rocks or unstable geological faults, and finally the scheduled docking site was reached. The moment the docking hatch opened, I felt a little like I was out of this world. Finally entered the main control room, first look at the data, materials and equipment status. The nitinol shell is really not covered, the equipment integrity rate is nearly 100%, only the satellite signal receiving equipment has not been debugged and tested, it is no wonder, who let the low earth orbit not even have a screw.

Let's camp today! I couldn't afford to spend the night in a can 200 meters underground. Move out of the camping tent in the travel pod and choose a hollow behind a leeward rock. According to the standard procedure on the survival manual. Using my titanium hunting knife to chop some branches, and the dead branches and leaves that I had painstakingly collected, I finally had fuel ready in half an hour. The next step is to dig a shallow trench in the ground, place a few large rocks on the newly lit bonfire, and wait for the stones to heat up while using the simple barbecue made of stones to cook your favorite kimchi chicken skewers. After a delicious open-air barbecue feast, a sapper shovel arranges a side of blackened stones into a shallow ditch and covers it with soft soil, and then the sapper shovel flattens the top layer of floating soil. The camping tent is supported on the flat land, and the skylight of the tent is opened, even through the skylight glass, the starry sky of this era is still so charming and clear and natural, dotted with stars, a round of the last quarter moon, since I can remember, I have only seen similar beauty on the electronic screen, and I can clearly distinguish the constellations that have only appeared in textbooks without a telescope. Antares in Scorpio is almost as bright as the crescent moon with only a single line left, and even the Milky Way looms in the quiet night sky, and the occasional point of light does not have time to tell whether it is a meteor or a firefly. Enjoying the warmth of the ground through the soft cushions, my ears were permeated by the concerto of birds and insects from near and far, and the long howl of the lone wolf that seemed to be far away made my heart feel a little cold, and I enjoyed the first beautiful dream of coming to this world.

It was only after I did it that I reluctantly got out of the tent. It's time to get started, it seems that I should go find a helper, or simply kidnap a group of people, Robinson has a Friday by his side, and I am not as good as Robinson in the province, I think badly, and the work at hand is not relaxed at all. Forget it, let's get busy with our own work first, the current people are caught, and they will probably be scared to death (at least to the point of half-madness) by these mechanical instruments that are extraterrestrial to them, which is really a sin. Besides, if they can help, it's probably limited to collecting firewood, digging ditches, etc., and I don't dare to hand over such a complex machine to them, it will really kill people. After hastily having breakfast, let's go and set up monitoring and defense measures first. I was so busy in the sun that I almost suffered from heat stroke, so I set up all the sensors and probes. The only road up the hill (slightly paved and passable, let's call it a road) is equipped with remote-controlled machine gun towers disguised as rocks and mounds of dirt. Other places where you can climb are also equipped with mines and alarms.

After five days of continuous work, the post-modern Robinson House has taken shape, and even the emergency escape route has been excavated. Today, I went hunting, adjusted my taste, and kept eating war rations and open-air barbecues, which really couldn't satisfy my balanced intake of vitamins and trace elements (in fact, it was greedy and curious), anyway, there are so many wild animals, "there is always one for you". Dressed up and ready to go, look at the mirror for a while, okay, just this Gobi camouflage, standard individual carrying gear suit, Miranda fiber helmet and protective armor, plus large and small electronic and mechanical fragments hanging everywhere on the body, a repeating crossbow with sniper scope, 2 dazzling bullets, and an M8 pistol. Well, what is the primary weapon? The HK-30 automatic rifle is quite handy, but unfortunately the sound is slightly louder, and the effective range of the MD925 anti-materiel sniper rifle of 3,000 meters is too exaggerated, not to mention that the gun carries more than 10 kilograms. That's it, a N18-2 sniper rifle from NORINCO with 150 rounds in reserve. No matter how you look at it, it's not going to hunt, it's like going to fight a low-intensity war.

An hour later, I was already down the hill, and seeing that it was still early, I marched to the south-west of the hill, which was closest to the river. Approaching the edge of the growth line of the bushes, where a circle of wild goats was leisurely grazing and drinking on the meadows by the river, unaware that the weed-like object in the bushes 200 meters away was trapping them one by one into the doji, too thin, a little dirty, well, as if the subcutaneous fat was too thick, I commented on the goats through the sniper scope. At last there was a soft sound like a branch breaking, and a blood flower burst out of the head of an adult ram, and it hesitated for a moment, then convulsed and collapsed on the wetland by the river. The other goats seemed to notice something, but after looking around, they found nothing unusual, and went to graze on their own. I was just about to get up when an inexplicable murderous aura made me shiver, and the goats became alert. Just on the other side, in the bushes, a mottled mass was sneaking around, but I could clearly see the cold light in its turquoise eyes through the sniper scope, and oh my God, it was a female cheetah. At the moment of its attack, the goats also blew up the nest, and a wonderful life-and-death performance began. The show came and went as fast as it came, and in an instant the goats were gone, leaving only the dejected cheetah pacing back alone, and it also found my prey, and the goat was still twitching slightly, and the cheetah paced a few circles, and finally could not resist the temptation of food, and dragged the once mighty goat deep into the bushes. I had to find another goal, and my relationship was to make wedding clothes for others. The harvest was reasonable, two hares and a pheasant were enough for me to feed for two days.

Don't mention it, call it a day first!