I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 664 Difficulties in the Shelter
"I want to complain to the manufacturer of the life support cabin. This thing will break my waist." John Fleming sat up from the life support cabin with some difficulty, and waved the invisible servant who was invisible to others. He brought the clothes prepared next to him.

"So, what year is this year? What's the current state of the land? Or is the machete in trouble and we need to solve it?" John Fleming glanced at Blanc, who was helping to get the towel, and frowned. , as the youngest member of the team, after everyone else decided to go into hibernation, Blank, who was in his early 40s, was selected as an early warning person to prevent any accidents and put the entire League of Gentlemen in a deep sleep.

This is the agreement they reached with Machete, and it is also a necessary condition for the League of Gentlemen to enter Heywood Sanctuary.

Considering the superiority of the League of Gentlemen in terms of high-end combat power, they will enter a dormant state from the day they enter the refuge, leaving only one person to stay awake and have the right to wake up other members at any time.

Blank was that one, and he had chosen to wake everyone up now.

"Fleming, this year is the eighth year of New Hope. You have been asleep for eight years. Scimitar died three months ago. The successor is not that material at all. He made the entire shelter a mess. The situation is very dangerous." Blank briefly introduced the situation, and then said: "Mr. Edward saved me and asked me to wake you up. He said that if no one else can do it, then let you take over and deal with this mess."

Hearing that he was rescued by someone, John Fleming noticed that Blanc had a somewhat thin face and bruises on his face. It was obvious that Blanc was having a hard time during this time.

"Damn it. I thought the end of the world was bad enough, Blanc." John Fleming held his head, feeling the aftereffects of waking up from cryogenic freezing. It felt like eating too many popsicles, and the coolness stimulated the brain. The pain of the nerves, but the time is longer and the pain is stronger.

"Drink some warm water, Fleming. Your age is already beyond the recommended age limit for using the hibernation cabin. If I were you, I wouldn't complain so much, but thank God that I can still wake up." Blank handed I gave him a glass of warm water and gave him a cheap painkiller.

"Where's Edward?" John Fleming took some time to recover, and before entering the hibernation cabin, the doctors told him that this migraine would last for one to two weeks.

"Mr. Edward went to the energy center today. A group of people occupied the cabin leading to the energy center, threatening to destroy the energy core if they cannot be independent." Blank explained: "Mr. Edward was invited to mediate this matter dispute."

"What kind of idiot, came up with such a clever idea, and planned to use the method of extinction to gain power?" John Fleming regained his strength, changed his clothes with the help of the invisible servant, and asked: "Which group of idiots kidnapped you again?"

"A group of people, Fleming, Armando's group did it, the third person in the Valentino gang, but the machete handed over the supervisor's power to Leonard before his death, we have met before That Leonard." Black briefly introduced the current situation of the shelter.

Before entering the shelter, John Fleming made all the preparations. He knew almost all the top leaders of the Valentino gang, so he could analyze many things by himself just by saying their names.

"Armando is indeed an idiot, but Leonard is not much better. How did the machete die?" John asked while moving his limbs.

"He died of cerebral hemorrhage. I don't know if it was an accident or someone bought the doctor." Black said in a low voice, and then explained with concern: "All the superhuman mercenaries under our banner are now held by Armando, including Avalon, they occupy the passage leading to the lower frozen layer, it is already the limit for you to be brought up by me, someone helped to forge the certificate that your dormant compartment malfunctioned and caused your death."

"The situation is terrible Fleming. We have to solve the riot here within 72 hours. Those idiots set up machine guns in the middle of the passage and fired at each other. They have already caused irreversible damage to the shelter. From the information I got, the air The purification system can last for another 72 hours." Blake sighed, eight years have transformed him from a handsome middle-aged handsome man into an old man.

"Sounds really bad, but we've encountered worse before, haven't we?" John Fleming walked up to Black, looked at him, and then the invisible servant shot left and right, and Black's face was instantly swollen when he slapped him.

"But you, Blake, you failed my trust. We put our lives and the safety of the entire team in your hands, but you made a mess of things." John Fleming shook his head, He said with some disappointment: "Now put away your face, move your butt, and lead me the way. I need to meet Edward first."

Although Blake felt pain on his face, he felt inexplicably relieved.

He did slacken off, eight years, not the eight years he spent in the world before Apocalypse Day, but eight years in a shelter built by a street gang.

You know, in Heywood Refuge, members of the Valentino gang and their family members accounted for 80.00% of the total population, and only a few 3000 people were non-Valentino gang members.

When Blake went to the bar in the entertainment area to relax, the Valentinos would get together and cast malicious looks at him from time to time, laughing together, the feeling of choking, long enough to drive people Crazy.

Machete has always been on guard against the League of Gentlemen. He knows where his weaknesses are, and he also knows where his strengths are. Let the League of Gentlemen do what they should do, and don't give them extra opportunities. This is the best way to cooperate. So he has been letting Black live outside the order, not allowing him to be bullied, and not allowing him to break into the gang.

It's a pity that Machete's death was too sudden, and his successors didn't have such foresight at all. They simply separated Black from the rest of the League of Gentlemen, and didn't give him a chance to wake up the others.

Such a life is difficult, but Blake not only survived, but also lasted for eight years. During these eight years, his best companion was a virtual reality helmet thrown on the bedside table, but the virtual girlfriend inside was unable to get cloud. The data support of AI is completely mentally handicapped, and can only make the simplest reply to the communication.

He wants to complain, but when he thinks that other people are still freezing below, and even the shelter is in danger, he feels that what Fleming taught him is that he is a dignified international mercenary market manager, and he is just played by local street gangs. Between the palms, the wind really fell.

"Now, get me something to eat. I want real food, not these... rubbish." John Fleming endured another round of severe headaches, manipulating the invisible servants to output those gray field plans on the table. The crops were crushed bit by bit and thrown into the trash can: "I have been sleeping for eight years, at least give me a hamburger, even synthetic meat, and a cup of coffee, black coffee, without sugar."

Black just nodded silently, turned around, picked up his coat and walked out of the room. This is the Heywood Refuge, the most Valentino refuge. The black market trade is prevalent here. It is not difficult to buy today after the year, but the price is very expensive
"Mom, can you pass me the small shovel?" A cute-looking child stood in front of Mihezi in a childlike voice, pointing to the small shovel on the shelf.

"Of course, Gu Ren, but can you tell me what you want this shovel for?" Miwako was wearing a one-piece denim jacket, her long black hair was tied up by a turban, and she was squatting in front of several potted plants wearing a pair of string gloves Busy, the homeless tribe brought a lot of crop seeds that were not 'polluted' by the Gray Fields Project to the Davis Monshan Refuge back then. Homeless people are always out of touch with society for several years, so they kept these seeds.

Compared with the products of the gray field project, these seeds need to be handled specially by people, and from the perspective of energy conversion rate, it is also a behavior that is not worth the candle, especially in an environment like a shelter that must carry out efficient material circulation.

But the reason why human beings are human is that they have higher-level needs besides the needs of survival. The pure natural corn crops of less than two acres of land are tightly sealed in plastic greenhouses to prevent them from being accidentally exposed to gray. The pollution of the field project products, two acres of land can harvest 1000 to [-] kilograms of corn every year, which is only enough to consume the entire refuge for three or four days, but it is the most concerned thing in the entire refuge.

Everyone is eagerly waiting for these corns to mature and then be processed into delicacies such as tortillas, corn chips, grilled corn, etc. This mere two acres of land has become the spiritual pillar of the entire refuge, and even the greenhouse for growing corn There are special names, and it is called the corn room.

Only the most outstanding shelter residents can get the 'privilege' to enter the corn room to take care of the corn.

Miwako and Gu Ren are the 'protectors' here, and they come here every day to check the growth of the corn.

But the young Gu Ren has recently become obsessed with his new game. He especially likes to give all kinds of iron objects that are obviously not food to Martin, and watch him eat those iron objects like chewing chocolate beans. over.

So when Miwako pinched her waist and questioned Gu Ren with a smile, Gu Ren made a grimace and turned around and ran away. Although Martin can easily process many metal objects by himself, his handmade things are always without industrial products. Exquisite, you can't let children waste energy just because they like to watch it.

"Miwako, it's time to get off work. Pearl is the cook today!" Ethan's face appeared outside the glass, and he shouted with a smile, "If you go late, you won't be able to drink the delicious sweet shrimp soup!"

In addition to corn, krill is another major specialty of the Davis Monshan Refuge. Although the output is very small, it can ensure the balance of trace elements for the residents of the refuge, and the taste is also good.

Pearl, on the other hand, is the one who makes the best sweet shrimp soup in the refuge. She is Martin's fellow villager and the widow of his comrade-in-arms. She has two children to take care of. Almost anyone can tell what Pearl means to Martin, but Martin has always rejected this affection.

He's a metahuman, and a superhuman with a manifest anomaly at that, who can't respond to love from normal humans.

If Tony was still around, he would have laughed at Martin for half a century for this incident, but alas, he's pretty much gone.

Despite his constant care, Tony suffered from time sensitivity in NV-6, and he was also Patient No. 20 Seven of that company of prosthetic soldiers.

Those prosthetic soldiers who were once all-powerful are falling over time, and what they have paid for this war has just begun to show.

When the three of Ethan's family walked into the cafeteria, the saint was standing behind the soup pot, guarding the pot with a serious expression. Although this was a joking ceremony, it did prevent people from wanting to eat more The phenomenon.

After all, Saint is the No. [-] person in this refuge, and he is also the one who can fight the most. Because of curiosity, the cowboy and Brian of the Adekado Tribe found the news of Saint from the Internet, and sent him The video of the fight in the death fight competition was downloaded and brought into the shelter. After a few years, the children who were brought out of the monastery by the group of saints found the source of the video, and it spread everywhere.

Now everyone will salute formally when they see the saints, expressing their devotion to God
"God bless you, Gu Ren, you have to cherish these foods and don't waste a penny, so that you can grow up healthily." Seeing a family of three queuing up, the saint touched Gu Ren's head and gave him a soup bowl Put a few more shrimps in the rice, this is not for personal gain, the saints always take extra care of the children.

Although the saint himself has no children, he knows how much someone has paid for his children and the world, and everything they have now can be said to be thanks to that child.

"Uncle Saint, I have never seen God, how do you know He will bless me?" The young child looked up at the Saint and asked just when he was full of curiosity and wanted to get to the bottom of everything.

"I just know the little guy, because a guy who is much better than me said that God, the old man, may lose his job if he can't do his job well." The saint smiled, then looked up and saw Tony suddenly He appeared at the entrance of the cafeteria like a normal person, with even more smiles on his face.

(End of this chapter)