My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

Countless facts and cases on the earth have proved that when human beings are making a choice, if there are no external factors that are too large, their choice will definitely be...

Prioritize yourself!

By analogy, although there are many people in the game world channel now clamoring for a full-scale war with aliens.

I want to win the first battle of proof that humans came to this new world.

But Soma has every reason to believe that when the real battle begins, at least about 80% of the people will run faster than the rabbit.

It's not that Soma has no confidence in the survivors of the wasteland, but that the status quo is just like that.

Before the crossing, they might be white-collar workers, students, workers in ordinary garages by the highway, or shopkeepers in fly restaurants on the side of the road.

Although they have been in the wasteland for two months, they have learned to survive, learn to build ships, learn to rely on others to see people's faces, and learn to live strong!

But if you really want them to fight with the ugly aliens who look "fighting and not afraid of death", it's really hard for a strong man!

The ocean has never been the home of mankind.

The war is also doomed to be tragic.

The precious human life in peacetime will be instantly turned into waste in a real war.

If this war starts as scheduled by the top executives, the tsunami disaster will be replaced.

The final result is just to lower the poor death rate by a few percentage points, and there will still be a large number of human beings who want to go to the sea.

Want to break the game, want to break the game perfectly, it is almost impossible to achieve!

unless...

"The outbreak of this tsunami disaster is definitely not out of nothing. There must be people with malicious intentions behind the influence. According to the current situation, there is a 90% chance that it is definitely not the actions of human beings."

"Then, the remaining two possibilities are only ocean aliens and land aliens."

"For the alien races on land, the early outbreak of this tsunami is of almost no benefit to them, and their ships will also be affected by the tsunami, and their combat power will basically be more than 30% off, which is an act of harming others and not oneself."

"But for the marine aliens, the early arrival of the tsunami can not only make the sea their home field, but also quickly complete the arrival and gain an advantage."

Although he was lying on the bed, at this moment, Soma's thoughts did not stop, but began to radiate unrestrictedly.

One after another invisible information flow seems to be transformed into substance, floating in front of Soma's eyes, connected in series for automatic analysis and extraction.

If the quantum entanglement cloud in Somo's brain was a Pentium single-core CPU, even if it loaded a little algorithm, it would not be able to rush very high.

So now, with the overall improvement of physical fitness and the gain of the title of Ocean Admiral, Soma's brain structure has also begun to undergo some invisible changes.

These subtle changes may just upgrade the quantum entanglement cloud in the brain from a single-core processor to a dual-core processor.

But after the real operation started, when the point that restricted the divergence of thinking was opened, Soma could obviously feel himself and "see" more things.

"The real plan of the alien races on land will definitely not be the Sea God. Their goals are not so lofty, nor do they have such courage, and this kind of cohesion to accomplish it!"

"And their previous marine attack plan must have been taken over by the marine aliens now."

"Think from another perspective, if I were the current ocean alien, or if I were the current terrestrial alien, what would I do?"

After asking himself the question, the context of the whole incident gradually became clear, and a looming thread of results gradually emerged under Soma's constant search.

As long as this thread can be found, the current situation on the entire wasteland ocean will be available for Soma to check at will.

And the final goal planned by the two different alien teams will also be completely exposed.

This...

It is the "silver chance" in Somo's eyes!

At five o'clock, the context of the whole thing was uncovered by Soma, the most critical top 10%!

At 5:48, when the fish maw white appeared on the sea level, the progress of the veins changed a little, and it came to about 20%!

Almost every second, the information collected from all over the world these days will flash through Soma's mind rapidly, eliminating the useless, and leaving the useful summary.

Even the information points that may flash in a sentence will be extracted by Soma and put together on the information points in the next sentence to form new clues.

In the complicated world chat, even if the game is blocked, thousands of messages will be swiped in one minute.

And some of the news revealed in these chats was not spared by Soma in the second overnight of "long absence".

It is often difficult at first to pull out the cocoon.

Later, the difficulty of deciphering will plummet due to the blessing of the previous information flow.

By the time the seven o'clock alarm clock rang in the captain's room, Soma had already deciphered 70% of the key context for breaking the game.

And the reason why it stopped is not because of the influence of the alarm clock, but to the point where it is now, if you want to complete it completely, you need the final evidence!

And the source of this evidence is that so far, we have never met...

Ocean aliens!

"Now, I need the last crucial flow of information!"

"As long as I can catch a commander of an alien marine race, a commander with a core, and link to the core of their sanctuary, I can view the information I want."

"Even to start this three clan war, there is no need for human sacrifice at all!"

Slightly clenched his fists, feeling the bold idea in his mind, Soma exhaled a long breath, which calmed his heartbeat.

Gradually, with the passage of time, after feeling that sleepiness finally came in his mind, Soma didn't resist, and lay down on the cot and fell asleep.

…

On the other side, most of the human survivors who were floating in the ocean finally ushered in their first rare repair day this morning.

On the third day of the tsunami disaster, although the height of the waves and the degree of fluctuation of the sea water have improved by a notch, there is one piece of bad news, but now it has become a reminder of the good news, which cheers up all the survivors.

Starting from eight o'clock, the time of each tsunami disaster will be increased from half an hour to one hour.

In other words, it used to be a half-hour tsunami, and half an hour of repair. Now it has become a one-hour tsunami and one-hour repair.

In terms of time, the rest time per day is still 12 hours.

But for the survivors who have been on the high-voltage line for two days, this change is enough for everyone to re-survive and ignite new hope!

And aside from this change, after two days of gathering, the number of lone wolves on the ocean gradually decreased, replaced by fleets of various sizes.

Under the official appeal, with the ships of each large shelter as the backbone, the "big nets" quickly used regional channels to gather everyone together.

For those with a small number, 10 or 20 boats formed a team, connected with each other with hemp ropes, to ensure that when the waves came, everyone could fight together.

Those with a large number, such as the Tundra Fleet, directly purchased the iron chains built by the Guard Party, tying all the large and small ships together, making them invincible.

However, for ordinary survivors, today's changes are indeed changing for the better.

But for the middle and high-level people who know it, such a change has made the sense of crisis in their hearts a bit more violent.

Tundra Fleet, Tundra.

On this fifty-meter-long sailing battleship, just after eight o'clock in the morning, an anxious meeting had already started fiercely.

Unlike the spacious conference room on the Hope, the Tundra's conference room is only about ten square meters in size.

Because of the wooden battleship, there was only one small window in the conference room, and it looked extremely dark inside.

Outside the conference room, there were about thirty people standing.

Some of these people were smoking dry cigarettes, some were scratching their feet, some were reading silently with a book in their hands, and some were anxiously looking at the outside world.

They are all small boat captains in the fleet. They are not qualified to enter the back room for the time being. They can only wait here for the "big men" in the conference room to produce results.

And looking into the conference room, in the dim room, there were more than ten people at this time.

Different from the quiet waiting outside, the big bosses in the conference room were arguing as soon as they came up!

"Director Lu, as I said last night, it's definitely not going to go on like this. You can see it now."

"Our big boats and small boats are fine and we can maintain the tolerance of the defensive front, but you let these raft teams follow us, not only did our defensive front skyrocket tenfold, but also brought us a huge amount of material pressure"

"In a day, no, in a half day, with these raft teams dragging our feet, we can't get rid of these alien teams that follow behind."

"Once they get a chance, or find a loophole in our defense, these rafts are the breakthrough for our fleet!"

He patted a summary of yesterday's battle on the table in the center of the conference room, and a bald man shouted with his shirtless ~www.readwn.com~, but before Lu Suo could speak, beside the bald man, another thin A little but it can be seen that the tall man with extraordinary physical fitness stood up.

"Yes, Lu Suo, Zhang Long is right. Our current kindness is that we are not responsible for these people on the ship. If we don't get rid of these alien races, we will be threatened by them one day!"

"On the first day, there were only two marine aliens following us. Last night, it became six, and it expanded to four. I have a hunch that they are not attacking now because they are afraid of us. firepower, but the people they contacted haven't come together."

"Once we get them to gain momentum, I'm afraid we won't be able to run away even if we want to!"

This time, the tall man's speech seemed to have touched some mechanism. Suddenly, four people stood up and stated different reasons.

From when it is broken, it will inevitably suffer from chaos, when it comes to a gentleman who does not stand under a dangerous wall, when it comes to those who achieve great things, they do not stick to small details, and sacrifices are indispensable on the road to success...

The reasons for all the speakers are basically different, but their purpose is very consistent:

Abandon the raft team!

Abandon the raft team that is currently following the tundra fleet, the number of which is close to 5,000!

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