39: Chapter 39 Just how many cards does this man have up his sleeve?

Chen Chen slowly tightened his grip, the dark gold box rotating in his palm.

The interior of the vehicle fell silent for a moment.

Shen Wanbing leaned against the back of the passenger seat, her gaze fixed on the box.

"This thing doesn't belong to the game system," she spoke as the warm air blew over her. "Then what does it belong to?"

She paused for a beat.

Adjusting her sitting position, she looked directly at Chen Chen's profile.

—"What part of you does it belong to?"

Chen Chen turned his head.

In Shen Wanbing's pitch-black eyes, the sense of inquiry far outweighed her defensiveness.

Over the past three days, she had watched this man use Absolute Stealth to hunt, watched him manually shove high explosives into the evolutionary core of a Tyrant-class monster, and watched him crush a Lizardman with a single finger by exerting ten times gravity.

She suddenly realized something.

She had no idea what Chen Chen's innate talent actually was.

Equipment could be scavenged, items could be traded, and skill books could be dropped.

But Chen Chen's own ability framework was a completely bottomless black hole.

He was always able to pull out trump cards that exceeded the rule limitations of the current stage.

In the back, Jiang Yanxue leaned against the inner wall of the armored vehicle.

She held the Shadow Instant-Kill Blade in her arms, the cloth she was using to wipe the blade stopping halfway.

Her gaze crossed the aisle and landed on Chen Chen's broad back.

The same question was circling in her mind as well.

The Black Dragon Society's resource network was incredibly vast, and she had seen countless Awakened.

No matter how strong those people's abilities were, there were always traces to follow.

Chen Chen was different.

This dark gold box he produced had directly deflected Shen Wanxing's unreasonable Lucky Critical.

Even the rules of the Wasteland System could not analyze it.

This kind of unknown was more oppressive than him casually slaughtering a Tyrant.

System prompts popped up one after another in Chen Chen's mind.

[Detected a change in the Beauty Karma relationship.]

[Shen Wanbing's Bond progress increased: Lv.3 (68%)!]

[Jiang Yanxue's Recognition increased! Bond progress: Lv.2 (50%)!]

Chen Chen withdrew his gaze and did not answer Shen Wanbing's question.

He flipped the dark gold box over, pressed his thumb against the side latch, and pushed upward.

Click.

The lid popped open.

A palm-sized hexahedral crystal floated up from the box, hovering in mid-air.

The crystal was completely transparent, with wisps of gray smoke encased inside.

The smoke flowed slowly within the crystal, shifting into various complex geometric shapes.

Chen Chen reached out and grasped the crystal.

He couldn't feel any physical weight at all.

The item information expanded on his retina.

[Void Construction Module (C-rank limit)]

[Effect: Can ignore all shortages of basic materials to directly materialize one C-rank or lower blueprint with zero consumption. Consumed after a single use.]

Chen Chen held the crystal.

Zero consumption materialization.

The strategic value of these words was ridiculously high.

Back when he made the two C-rank vehicle-mounted heavy machine guns, he had fought through an entire munitions factory single-handedly, emptying several workshops of special steel and precision parts just to gather the materials.

With this module, as long as he had a blueprint in hand, he could just crush the crystal and the finished product would appear out of thin air.

No need to scavenge for resources, no need to wait for smelting.

It was a dimensionality-reducing operation that broke the law of conservation of mass.

Thus, Chen Chen reached his left hand into his tactical vest pocket.

The parchment scroll glowing with a cold light was pulled out.

[c-rank mental soothing bed blueprint].

The slow-moving stock he had traded for from that vixen at the Midnight Tavern.

The blueprint unfurled in mid-air.

Complex mechanical structures and energy circuit blueprints manifested in the air.

Chen Chen exerted force with his right hand.

"Crack."

The hexahedral crystal shattered.

Gray smoke gushed out from between his fingers.

The smoke quickly gathered in mid-air, completely swallowing the parchment scroll.

A burst of blinding white light visible to the naked eye suddenly erupted, shooting straight toward the roof.

The pillar of light pierced through the first-floor ceiling.

Following the path of the spiral folding ladder, it shot straight into the second-floor floating cabin.

The white light lasted for a full five seconds.

The entire vehicle interior was illuminated brightly.

The light receded.

Chen Chen grabbed the metal handrail of the folding ladder with one hand and stepped onto the second floor with his combat boots.

In the center of the second floor, which was originally covered with high-density cushions, a massive object had appeared.

A bed measuring two and a half meters in length and width.

The dark gray metal frame was extremely solid.

Rune nodes emitting a faint silver light were embedded in the four corner posts.

The mattress was over twenty centimeters thick.

The fabric had a matte texture.

Chen Chen walked over.

He pressed his palm onto the mattress.

His fingers sank three inches deep, the resistance being perfectly even.

He let go.

The bed surface slowly bounced back within half a second, without leaving a single wrinkle.

He turned around and fell backward onto it.

The moment his back touched the mattress.

An extremely soft force field permeated from deep within the mattress.

It traveled up his spine and spread directly into his cerebral cortex.

The nerve endings that had been tense all day were forcibly smoothed out by thirty percent at this moment.

A red system prompt popped up on his retina.

[Soothed by the c-rank mental soothing bed, Mental Power recovery speed increased by 200%!]

[Current Sanity: 93/100]

The value paused for a second.

It became [94/100].

Half a minute later, it jumped to [95/100].

Chen Chen stared at the ticking numbers.

His Sanity had not only stopped dropping, but was also rising back up.

This wasn't just a bed for sleeping.

This was a health pack for survival in the Eternal Night hunting grounds.

"Now that I have a new bed, I should test its 'pressure resistance' performance..."

Chen Chen rolled over and sat up.

He walked to the opening of the folding ladder, propped himself up with one hand on the frame, and looked down at the three women on the first floor from above.

All three were looking at him.

"The bed for the second floor has arrived."

Chen Chen spoke, directly issuing instructions.

"Sleeping arrangements."

His gaze swept over the three women.

"Shen Wanbing, Jiang Yanxue. You two sleep on the first floor."

"The folding bed in the living cabin is wide enough. There are moisture-proof mats in the storage compartment; it won't be crowded if you spread them on the floor."

Shen Wanbing nodded.

She raised her hand and touched the concentration ice heart necklace on her collarbone.

The soothing effect of the necklace plus the basic attributes of the first-floor folding bed were more than enough to handle her current consumption.

She didn't need to compete with the others for the resources on the second floor.

Jiang Yanxue's actions were even more decisive.

She pulled out the Shadow Instant-Kill Blade from her outer thigh and slapped it, sheath and all, onto the nearby metal tabletop.

Turning around, she grabbed a military green blanket and threw it toward the folding bed.

"Whether it's crowded or not doesn't matter. As long as there's a place to lie flat."

Neither she nor Shen Wanbing had any objections.

Directly below the folding ladder.

Shen Wanxing stood there.

The hem of her oversized windbreaker just barely covered her thighs.

Her hands were tightly clutching the zipper at the hem of the windbreaker.

Her toes curled uneasily inside her newly changed Stealth Walker Boots.

She didn't open her mouth to ask where she would sleep.

The blush on her face had spread all the way to the base of her neck.

Chen Chen extended his right hand.

His palm hovered in mid-air.

Shen Wanxing bit her lower lip and reached out her slender white hand.

Chen Chen's fingers closed, gripping her wrist.

His arm exerted force.

He pulled her entire person up to the second floor.

"Click."

The folding ladder automatically retracted, sitting flush against the first-floor ceiling.

The second-floor hatch door locked shut heavily.

The second-floor floating cabin.

Four sides of five-centimeter-thick one-way bulletproof glass completely isolated the inside from the outside.

Looking out from the inside.

The pure darkness of the Eternal Night was softened by the purple force field of the mental shielding device on the roof.

At the highest point of the sky, one could actually see two or three dim starlights piercing through the black mist.

Looking in from the outside.

This was just a seamless dark armored protrusion on top of the Lv.10 Mobile Heavy Armored RV.

Soundproofing grade B.

Constant temperature of twenty-four degrees.

The c-rank mental soothing bed emitted a faint silver halo.

The mental soothing force field continued to operate.

All the anxiety, fear, and tension in the air were filtered clean by this invisible force field.

This was an absolute safe zone that could make one completely forget they were in the apocalyptic wasteland.