My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

Zhong Qingshu's voice is very recognizable, especially when she is lazy, she smells more like a Jiangnan woman.

As Somo walked in, she, who was leaning against a low bush, gradually stood up straight and said teasingly.

"Stop it, stop it, I won't do this! Are there any signs of the ruins you mentioned appearing?"

As soon as she got down to business, Zhong Qingshu immediately left the nearby bushes, greeted Sumo and walked a few steps into the bushes, leaving the noisy crowd.

They didn't stop until they reached the inside.

"It's hard to say. The pattern of the appearance of ruins is too unstable. So far, we haven't collected any news about the appearance and disappearance of ruins. I feel that it's not that everyone is keeping this secret, but that no one really has the conditions to conduct observation and research."

"Of course, it cannot be ruled out that some people know it, but they hide it and do not share it."

Shaking his head and hiding in the corner, Zhong Qingshu looked around the surroundings with an alert look, then made a move towards the void, and a small compass appeared in his hand.

"This compass is a mission reward I brought out when I completed a mission before. According to my preliminary judgment, it has certain reference value. Come and take a look!"

After saying that, Zhong Qingshu stretched out her jade hand and held the compass, and a magical scene appeared.

After Zhong Qingshu shook it a little harder, the compass that was still stable seemed to be inspired by some kind of inspiration and began to rotate crazily.

This crazy rotating state will only occur when the compass encounters strong magnetic force.

"This is it?" Sumo took the compass with his hand in confusion.

At this time, without Zhong Qingshu opening his mouth to explain, Sumo also felt a slowly increasing power, which seemed to be summoning something to come.

"It won't take long, it may be tomorrow, or it may be the day after tomorrow. Anyway, before the disaster, the ruins will definitely appear again. That will be our last chance to enter before the next disaster!"

"Last chance?"

Staying in his own shelter, even if he has world channels and regional channels to obtain information, compared to these large-scale shelters, Somo's information sources are still too limited.

There may be a lot of information that could have been seen, but it will be automatically filtered out as the system's big data is filtered, thus missing important information.

This is also the first big problem that the Lone Wolf Sanctuary will encounter in the apocalyptic wasteland!

"Let me tell you this, according to the information I got, every time we survive a disaster or are about to enter the next disaster, the entrance to the ruins will become weaker. At a certain moment, the location The node can be opened, which is the entrance to the ruins we see."

"Similar to disasters, each disaster corresponds to the number of times you enter the ruins. Among them, welfare disasters will not have other associated effects like normal disasters, except that the number of disaster escapes will be accumulated to upgrade the shelter."

"And it's very strange. This welfare disaster does not seem to be included in the disaster cycle system of the entire world. It is as if it was added artificially. It is a semi-finished product and has not been matched and completed."

Although he knew that after contacting other people, he would receive countless useful information, at this time, Sumo still felt a lot benefited from Zhong Qingshu's words.

Sumo has always had countless doubts about the strange ruins that would appear near the underground shelter.

But in such a short period of time, I haven’t met anyone else in the ruins, and no one has communicated with them!

Being the king of a certain place will certainly double the sense of security, but the impact of seclusion will become more and more serious as time goes by.

"So, our disaster this time is a bug, borrowing the light from the next disaster?"

As a humanoid self-propelled bug-making machine, Sumo scratched his head with a look of surprise on the inferred facts.

"Yes, this disaster is borrowed from the next one. It seems that the interval between the appearance of the ruins has indeed shortened, but at the same time, we want to wait until the next time the ruins appear again."

"At that time, the time span was too long. I had a hunch that if it was a flood, the disaster would last for months!"

Communicating with fools takes time.

Communicating with smart people is a waste of your brain.

As he spoke, the pointer on the compass rotated one minute faster than the naked eye.

At this time, even if Su Mo was calm, he couldn't help but become curious.

"Let's not talk about the number of times in the ruins. What mission did you receive last time you entered this ruins?"

"Is this task mandatory to complete? Are there any penalties for failing to complete it?"

While playing with the compass in his hand, Sumo "nonchalantly" asked the question that had been pressing in his heart for a long time.

Even though he was completely unfamiliar with other ruin worlds, Sumo still chose the smartest rhetorical method.

However, Zhong Qingshu didn't pay attention to this question. Instead, she signaled Somo to stand up again and walked to the deepest part of the bush before stopping.

"What? Is there something fishy about the mission relics?"

Seeing Zhong Qingshu's behavior, Su Mo cheered up instantly.

At present, many people on the World Channel have entered the ruins, but apart from the black mist ruins in the underground shelter, Sumo also knows little about other people's ruins.

Most of the information obtained can only be analyzed through fragments of words revealed by others.

Like now, it is really the first time for me to listen to someone else's complete description of what other ruins are like.

"It's not weird at all, but if you haven't been in there, it's a bit hard to understand."

"The place where we completed the mission is in the wasteland, but in the wasteland of a parallel world?"

"No, no, no, to be more clear, the wasteland in the past tense?"

"past?"

Seeing the recalling look on Zhong Qingshu's face, even though Su Mo repeatedly suppressed the shock in his heart, he still couldn't help but show a look of surprise on his face.

"Yes, I don't know how to describe it. Anyway, after entering the ruins, you will appear in the wasteland."

"The last time I entered the ruins was just after surviving the acid rain."

"But the amazing thing is that after I entered the ruins, I went back to the time when I first traveled to the wasteland."

"first day?"

Seeing Su Mo's serious expression, Zhong Qingshu nodded and recounted the first day.

"In the mission selection, the ruins will give three different missions"

"Of course, the rewards are naturally different!"

"Among the choices I can make, the best reward is naturally time currency, and the worst reward is the boxing and kicking skills I show you."

Seemingly regretting that she had made the worst choice, Zhong Qingshu shook her head and finally nodded.

"Choose the Fist and Kung Fu reward. You only need to kill 10 mutated creatures within three days to complete it."

"But if you choose time currency, you have to"

"save the world!"

"Aha?" Su Mo, who was still sorting out the information conveyed in Zhong Qingshu's words, couldn't help but be stunned when he heard a term that only appeared in beautiful Chinese science fiction blockbusters.

"Yes, that's the literal meaning. It's the same as if you killed him." Pointing to the sky, Zhong Qingshu continued after making the appearance of the Tengu pseudo-god:

"You have to ensure that after the first acid rain disaster, more than 95% of the people are alive."

"In this way you can complete the task. Doesn't it sound outrageous when you first hear it? Hell, the first time I saw this task, you had the same expression."

Rubbing her hair in annoyance, Zhong Qingshu also made an incomprehensible expression when she saw the dumbfounded Sumo.

Then, Zhong Qingshu shook her head again and stopped talking.

Calculated based on the current mortality rate of the first update in the wasteland, the casualty rate before the first disaster was 89%.

It seems that the difference between 89% and 95% is not that far.

But as long as you consider the base number of billions and the reasons for the death of these people, you can know how abnormal this mission is.

It is very simple to keep these people alive and complete this task.

As long as you can provide enough drinking water and let them hide safely in their base, it is not difficult to survive seven days with water, even without food.

But the problem is, there is no water in the wasteland!

This is limiting, unless some disaster can be triggered to cover the acid rain on the first day, it will be directly counted as the end.

Otherwise, there is no other way!

"Don't think about it. This time the two of us go in and we will definitely be able to complete other tasks."

"If you want to complete the task of time currency, unless you cheat and directly open unlimited water resources, there is really no other way."

Seeing that Somo was still sitting on the ground meditating, Zhong Qingshu waved her hand in disinterest.

“Unlimited water resources?”

Seeing Zhong Qingshu's pretty profile and thinking about the mountain and sea scroll cards in the storage space, Sumo smiled and did not continue the topic.

As long as it is a task, there must be a way to complete it.

It's just that the cost of this method must be far less than the reward, so it is necessary to pay it, otherwise...

Meaningless!

Feeling that Zhong Qingshu wanted to skip this topic, Sumo did not bother to continue asking, but continued to exchange various information about the ruins and the wasteland world for a while.

After more than half an hour of communication, feeling that his brain was already issuing warnings, Sumo "confidently" ended today's pleasant intelligence gathering session.

"Okay, this is not a problem. If the ruins open, I will come over immediately and won't delay things!"

Seeing Su Mo's "tired" look, Zhong Qingshu covered her mouth, chuckled a few times, and followed the original path back to the field.

A master with more than ten years of experience in excavating machines is much better than Sumo's half-assed skills.

Hundreds of people did not work out the five acres of land in a day. After the master controlled the excavator several times, the field had become extremely flat, with fertile plain soil interlaced everywhere.

Hundreds of people were lying in the soil at this time, using shovels to pick out as many plant roots as possible to prevent crops from being robbed of nutrients by other plants during production and reducing the harvest.

The stronger men worked hard to dig holes underground, while the weaker women stood on the hillside, grinding the snow into broken balls and putting them into the dug holes to maintain moisture.

Everyone was working enthusiastically, including the four prison guards, who also took off their clothes and simply joined the working crowd.

Sweat dripped from their heads.

Gray and black emerged on their bodies.

No one complained about hardship, and no one complained about tiredness. Even the 17-year-old children followed the adults and learned to be dignified and diligent.

"It's great. People of my father's generation have never seen such a simple struggle. I didn't expect that I would see it one day in the apocalyptic wasteland."

Talking about this, Zhong Qingshu's eyes were filled with emotion.

"Sumo, you really don't come from a big family. I've never heard of any super-soldier king in China?"

"I didn't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!" After denying three times in a row, Sumo took off his mask and took off his mask as he looked at Zhong Qingshu, who looked like a curious baby.

"There are too many opportunities in the wasteland. What you see is just the tip of the iceberg. It is very likely that in some corner, there are things happening that we cannot see. Countless strong people are rising. Every change It’s all a shuffle, and the one who survives is the final winner.”

"Including me, I may be the luckier person in the wasteland. Of course, there are many ruthless characters who have not shown up, lurking in the darkness."

Under the population base, coupled with variables such as boxes, ruins, special items, etc., there are too many uncertain factors.

It is very possible that someone will be lucky enough to find incredible props and items in an ordinary box and change their destiny.

It is also possible that someone, like Zhong Qingshu, will discover something in the ruins that others cannot see, increase their strength, and achieve overtaking in corners.

In the early days of the wasteland apocalypse, the main theme of survival may always be played.

But in the later stages, those who can survive will definitely run towards an ultimate goal.

Find out what this world is all about!

What does it mean to put everyone's game board on it?

And how to return to Earth!

"Yes, but it's useless to think so much. We may not be able to survive the next disaster. If we don't handle it well, more than half of the people below may die."

Shrinking her head, Zhong Qingshu stuck out her tongue playfully, then bypassed the previous topic and brought up the difficult problem before everyone.

According to the current rhythm, if nothing unexpected happens, the next flood will definitely be enough to submerge all the land.

Su Mo's speech just now can boost the military morale of ordinary people, but for someone like Zhong Qingshu, who is an academic master and has super combat power, it is still not enough.

"It depends on the extent of the flood. If it is twenty or thirty meters high, no one will be able to escape. If it is five to ten meters, there may be a chance of improvement."

"There is a hill near my shelter, with a height of 20 meters. If it is no longer possible, I will move the candlelight shelter here."

The hardness of Iron Rock Mountain is considerable, so it should not be a problem in the face of floods with no impact.

In addition, the iron reserves in the shelter are now complete. For the time being, Somo has no idea of ​​mining this resource point.

However, when Zhong Qingshu heard these words, she heard another meaning:

"What about you, are you leaving to find your sister?"

"It's almost the same. If it's confirmed to be a flood, it will just make it easier for me to go out, which will save me a lot of effort."

Twenty thousand miles of road.

Depending on the land tiger, I don’t know that it will take me a long time to reach the tundra refuge, but with the flood, that’s not necessarily the case!

The ship can move in one direction 24 hours a day, especially after it is equipped with an unmanned driving system. Even if Somo falls asleep, it can continue to move forward unswervingly.

It only takes less than a month for Somo to complete this extremely long crossing and reach the vicinity of the tundra refuge.

This is a disaster that is enough to destroy all living things in the wasteland, and it is also the best time to pick up my sister.

Seeing that Su Mo's mood dropped, Zhong Qingshu stood for a while, and then joined the struggling group of refugees below.

The weather is warm.

Cloudless.

After marching until noon, Somo generously laid out ten large cakes and asked the cook to give everyone an extra meal.

These simple laborers can be bribed with a simple and unsophisticated meal.

By working until the sun was about to set in the evening, far more than fifty acres of cultivated land had been opened up on the Candlelight Plain.

At first glance, it is extremely shocking!