My points didn't decrease at all, they even increased.
Naturally, Sam had other ideas!
To take down the mob's hideout, first, absolute firepower is needed, which the "MP5SD" already satisfied.
Second, safety assurance!
In short, offense and defense as one, the submachine gun for offense, and armor for defense!
Before the cataclysm, bulletproof vests were banned from sale by the government, Sam, having no power or influence, naturally couldn't buy one.
Though he tried to trade for bulletproof vests with others, after some consideration, they all refused him.
However, the enemy only had some decently powerful shotguns, which could be specifically countered!
"I just need to wear a layer of armor outside my body."
Sam had a plan early on, went to the warehouse, took out some steel plates, then used ropes to connect these plates together, and placed them in an empty wardrobe!
"The InfiniteShelter Upgrade System, this counts as armor, I guess!" Sam said with a laugh.
The InfiniteShelter Upgrade System: "..."
A bunch of thin steel plates and some ropes make up armor?
...
[Extremely Rudimentary Armor]
Upgradeable!
Upgrade paths: Steel Bulletproof Vest.
Branches: Molding (100), Steel Armor (100).
Description: Such terrible clothing, are you insane?
...
"100 points for molding? That's robbery!" Sam frowned,
But tailoring wasn't something he, a programmer, could handle, so he had no choice but to confirm!
The next moment, 200 points disappeared, and the "junk" in the wardrobe instantly turned into a set of steel armor.
Comprising a helmet, long-sleeved shirt, pants, gloves, and long boots.
Sam took it out for a look, the main body of the clothes was made of multiple layers of thin steel plates, separated, very thin!
But when put together, it gave the impression of fish scale armor, shining silver armor!
Of course, This steel armor was somewhat like the ancient "stitched armor",
connected into one with ropes.
Sam nodded in satisfaction and immediately began testing it!
First, the crossbow!
After firing twelve crossbow bolts, the result was the steel armor remained undamaged!
Then came the handgun, two loud bangs, the bullets were deflected, with dents and pits on the multiple layers of steel plates, but no damage!
Clearly, this steel armor was enough to protect the wearer in a small-scale gunfight!
"Damn! Rampage!"
Sam laughed heartily, without testing the submachine gun.
Jokingly, Was the firing rate of 800 rounds/min of the submachine gun a joke?
"I still have points left!"
Sam became addicted to spending "money", after a slight hesitation, approached the weapon printing station and chose a crossbow. Moments later, he selected a type of "triangular mechanical crossbow," which, among mechanical crossbows, is nicknamed the "sniper rifle" for its ability to snipe enemies at long range. He made twelve crossbow bolts and also crafted a "fine steel scimitar" before finally spending all his credits.
"Remaining credits: 2."
"The old man said, 'Revenge should not wait overnight!'"
"I've waited all night, giving you all enough time!"
Sam was ready and treated himself to a delicious lunch, even feeding the young girl, before heading to the warehouse to unseal a box.
Inside was a white drone, a civilian commercial model known as "Dahe No. 5." Sam had bought six of these drones! Although they were not needed on a daily basis, for storming the hideout of thugs, drones were indispensable.
"The hunting time has come!"
Sam, murderous, dressed in a radiation suit, donned a steel vest, strapped the scimitar to his waist, held a submachine gun in his left hand, the "triangular mechanical crossbow" in his right, with bullets and miscellaneous items in a small bag.
At this moment, he looked dashing, like a reaper ready to send his enemies on their way.
However, looking cool lasted only three seconds.
Sam, overloaded with gear, accidentally fell face-first, cursing as he got up, no longer trying to look cool, and took several trips to bring his gear out of the shelter.
...
He got in the car, started it, and drove out of the garage.
The sun hung high in the sky, displaying its terrifying scale to the world.
The temperature remained low, with sunlight bathing the earth but offering no warmth.
On this day, there were no experts or professors to explain why.
People could only vaguely feel uneasy, as danger seemed like a beast lurking in the darkness, ready to pounce at any moment.
Sam glanced at the sky while driving towards the second satellite city, adjusting the drone.
In this life, technology was more advanced than in his past life, making drones better, and he had even programmed the control system himself to make the drone more convenient to use.
Half an hour later, he approached a junkyard.
From a distance, the drone ascended over the junkyard.
The camera on the bottom of the drone moved, sending the captured footage to the tablet in Sam's hands.
After a careful observation and having the drone scout around, Sam concluded that the enemy had not set up an ambush here.
Since there was no danger, Sam didn't overthink it and drove past, continuing towards the second satellite city.