My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

August 15th of the eighth year of the last wasteland calendar.

An auspicious day that was supposed to be enjoyed by all Chinese people suddenly changed its meaning.

There are still the last seven days until the disaster scarlet storm, and the major territories that are not sending news have finally begun to publicize.

The nearly three-month-long disaster process, and a series of accompanying disasters, such as the lack of drinking water, the rolling heat wave, the reduction of land production, and the lack of food rations, which may break out on the way, instantly brought chaos to the whole New World.

In just three days, dozens of tiny territories that could barely sustain before declared bankruptcy, leaving the ground empty.

At the same time, those small and medium-sized territories were also filled with lingering despair, which quickly spread.

Among them, the territory near the Changlong Xianjiang River is not bad, and it can maintain the most basic order, and arrange for people to take turns to fetch and store water.

However, in some territories that are inland, there are no rivers at all, and they can only find ways to borrow water from the surrounding territories.

However.

Although water is free, the cost of transportation is terrifyingly high.

When the lords of these territories went back and forth to calculate the cost of transporting water, the surplus food in the territories after the disaster, and the cost of invading other territories.

Immediately, before the three domains of the Yu Family could release the non-attack agreement, the real chaos had already begun.

Tianyuan Territory, Baoyu County.

In a four-story building built in less than seven days, Soma stood by the window, staring blankly at the vibrant Baoyu New City in the distance.

Suddenly, a sound came from behind, and two men with slightly pale faces walked in, and he came back to his senses.

"Director Shi, how is your progress today?"

"Today's progress is not bad. After the design work has simplified a round of secondary requirements, the progress of the virtual sand table simulation has been advanced to about 50 minutes. With further integration, the time can be greatly shortened!" Left The thin Shi Zhan grinned slightly.

Soma nodded.

"I have to worry about Director Shi. We have to compress the time to half an hour as soon as possible. Time waits for no one."

"Of course I know that, we have already dispatched another 300 people from the general warehouse to come over to assist, and we have at most three days to ensure the completion of the goal," Shi Zhan replied mildly.

As one of the three directors of Tianyuan Think Tank, he is best at the design and development of urban clusters.

The reason why the Tianyuan Territory has been able to develop in such an orderly manner in terms of urban division over the years is that Shi Zhan's contribution cannot be ignored.

Picking the key points, Somo asked about some specific design requirements, the proportion of time for each type, and the situation of testers.

After communicating all the progress results of the past two days, he nodded slightly and watched the two leave.

This building is the first branch of Tianyuan Think Tank put into operation in Baoyu County, and the cost is not small.

The reason why Chen Shenhui agreed to set it up here is that he valued the development potential of Baoyu County in the future.

If all goes well, within a year or two, the scale here will definitely catch up with the Hope Market, and maybe it will become a Treasure Fish Market.

After staying in the building and looking around for a while, Soma slowly got down from the building and walked all the way to the residence of Zizai Group.

It was still late May when I came to this ruin, but it was almost late August in a blink of an eye.

If you look at it as a refugee, what he can do now in just three months is simply an incredible miracle.

However, walking on the streets that have changed a lot, looking at the surrounding buildings and the hot construction sites.

What Soma could feel was a strange sense of alienation.

This feeling is very strange, but very real.

Sensibility tells him that Baoyu County can have such changes as it is today, and as the manager here, his credit must not be ignored.

The current people of Baoyu County love him, adore him, and even teach children to follow him as an example.

With these people developing well, the future Tianyuan territory will definitely be able to rush back to the top territories.

But reason kept telling him all the time that the time in this ruin was only the last nine months.

After nine months have passed, no matter what the Tianyuan territory of this world will develop into in the future, there is very little chance that he will be able to come back.

Friends here, friends here, will become passers-by in memory.

The more entanglements there are, the harder it is to get out, and the easier it is to let yourself fall into endless nostalgia.

"No wonder the game asks to delete memory, everything here is so real, it doesn't look like a simulated world at all"

"It's like developing in another wasteland in parallel time and space, everyone has their own thoughts!"

He went back to the laboratory in the station and sat down in deep thought, but Soma's thoughts still didn't turn around.

Look at the authenticity of the relic world from a dialectical point of view.

If it's fake, it's very simple. It's a Truman world simulated by the game by some means. Everyone uses the information left over from the past to push it down and continue.

But if it is true, what space is this place? What means does the game use to accomplish all this?

Is it true that there is a so-called fourth-dimensional time law that affects all of this, so that creatures who manipulate the fourth dimension can play with time arbitrarily?

Then why has this world never heard that there are creatures outside the solar system, and creatures from other places in the vast universe are involved?

Just humans, and some extraordinary creatures with magical abilities but restricted by games?

"That door..."

The door that he once saw through the frosted glass flashed in his mind, and Soma suddenly felt a little throbbing in his heart.

Somewhere, the answer that all the known information is connected in series tells him that he can get the answer as long as he enters this door.

But there is another voice calling out loudly, the strength is not enough, and what is waiting behind the door may not be the answer but death.

"The alien races in this ruin have been suppressed by humans to the point of near extinction, and the so-called gods still haven't appeared. In addition, I have never heard of other ruins in the ruins world. No matter where this place is, those who can be at any time Peeping, surveillance, and descending gods are definitely invisible.”

"If you can't see it, it means there is room for black box operation. Just like the props I used in it, it can still be restored to the outside world."

"Just in terms of pros and cons, this relic space is absolutely beneficial to human beings. As long as the task can be completed, you can easily get the technology belonging to the future, and you can also get a lot of game rewards to develop the main wasteland."

"So..."

It is vaguely traced back to the real intention of the ruins, as well as the tasks and rewards of the game that are completely different from the outside world.

Plus the conjectures that Jiang Chu, the **** of Shanghai, once said, and the methods that were handed over to him for testing.

If it is said that those alien races from the outside world frequently come, it is to destroy the living space of human beings and forcibly increase the difficulty of survival for everyone.

So what is the meaning of existence and the original intention of these magical relics that only humans can enter?

Thinking of this, Su Mo's thoughts stopped abruptly, and reason told him that even if he could figure out a point or two, it would be in vain.

The mysterious system clearly knows this, but the reason for not telling him is the same as now.

It's just that the time has not come, and the strength is not enough to bear the consequences of knowing the truth.

"It seems that my current cognition is completely unmatched with my strength, which restricts too much development."

"It caused me to even start to look forward and backward, timid."

Click the button on the side of the main experiment table, the table is separated from the middle, and hundreds of unfinished parts are brought up.

Looking at these parts, Soma's mind slowly sank, and the irritability of staying in the laboratory for a long time these days also began to fade.

I have never spent so much time on a piece of boring research, and in just two months, my inner demons have already grown up.

Now, after I figured out all this, I realized that all the troubles came from the lack of strength.

Everything seemed to be going smoothly.

"There is still one week left. When I finish building the daily battle armor, the real opportunity of this ruin will be officially opened!"

"I want to collect the locations of all the famous underground research bases in the past eight years, return to the real wasteland to lead people to take the lead, and seize all the opportunities for development in one fell swoop."

"I want to collect all valuable technologies, bring them back to the territory, and create an unrivaled heritage"

"Good show, it's just beginning!"

...

On August 22, the eighth year of the last wasteland calendar, the seventy-eight consecutive days of the Crimson Storm series of disasters officially began.

On the day of the disaster, the southern area where the central territories of the New World were clustered was silent, and no chaotic situation could be seen.

But everyone with discernment knows that the current calm is just an illusion before the storm, and real chaos may break out at any time.

Sure enough, the time has just come to the middle of the night on the second day of the disaster.

A fuse battle that was enough to spread to the entire southern region broke out violently.

At two o'clock in the morning, a battle group composed of three small territories, the Golden Bell Society, the Ultimate Sect, and the Poshan Alliance, secretly reached some agreement and entered the medium-sized territory near the tributary of the Changlong Xianjiang by relying on the inner ghost. Red Sun Territory.

From the perspective of the book, the strength of the two is extremely disparate. The combined population of the former three territories is only 20,000, while the latter has a permanent population of 80,000, and the territory guard strength is about ten times the gap.

But to everyone's surprise, the battle had just started, and at six o'clock in the morning, the Red Sun Territory announced its total surrender.

Lord Snow Juliers, along with his Chiri family, was executed in Chiri Castle, the capital of the territory, in front of tens of thousands of people.

The other resources of the entire territory were naturally divided among the three small territories.

Such an obvious act of aggression has a very bad impact, but what everyone cares about most is the attitude of the three Yujia territories that have made a mutual non-attack agreement.

In the past, any territory that touched this rule was met with extremely violent countermeasures, and no one could survive.

But this time, just after nine o'clock in the morning, after hearing that the Yusanjia territory gave a strong condemnation of this kind of aggression only in the radio message.

Those battles that were suppressed in the dark broke out completely!

Those who have revenge take revenge, those who have grievances hold grievances, those who lack water grab water, and those who lack food grab food.

After the rules became ambiguous, each territory was afraid that it would walk behind others and lose this wave of excellent development opportunities.

At the same time, they were even more afraid that those territories they had fought against each other in the past would be the first to take action, and they would be caught off guard.

And it was precisely when they fought each other that they realized that behind many small territories there were figures of large territories.

The battle between the Great Territories finally started on the sixth day after the disaster.

The Delaware Party and the Rigsner Society from the western region of the New World, two territories with fundamentally conflicting fundamentals, suddenly fought each other.

The two sides mobilized tens of thousands of troops and collided with each other on the border of the territory.

Whether it is true or false, strong or weak, under the previous rules, the weak can disguise themselves as the strong through small means.

But when this kind of real war breaks out, all the cleverness will be in vain.

It only took two days for President Rigsner to go straight in, using various new weapons to defeat the Dravad Party and occupy most of the opponent's territory.

Realizing that the situation was over, Lamb Nelson, the lord and sect pope, took his cronies overnight, and his family fled, leaving only an excuse to report illness to delay the time.

When the people under the territory found out that their lord was not really sick, but fled to the golden giant eagle to apply for asylum.

This war has come to an end, and it quickly caught everyone by surprise.

It only took four days before and after, and a large territory with nearly one million people changed its course and became a strong part of the history of the wasteland.

At this time, the other large territories realized later, and everyone began to be in danger.

In the past, they hoped that the constraints of the rules could be dissipated as soon as possible, so that they could have a good chance to attack the medium-sized and small-sized territories that they had been eyeing for a long time below.

But when there were really no rules this time, with the tragedy of the Dravad party ahead, they couldn't help panicking.

Because the enemies at this time are still small and medium-sized territories that are bullied at will on weekdays, those large territories that are the same size as them, or even larger, are the real source of threats!

The era of scolding has finally come to the end of the mission, and the era of fists has officially entered the wasteland stage.

In the future, the "elegant and easy-going" way of communication will become the past tense.

Of course, it is precisely such a change in thinking that the entire wasteland pattern has undergone tremendous changes.

The first to bear the brunt is the fact that the ranking of territories that seemed to be reasonable before began to change almost every day.

Every day, there are territories whose defeat ranking plummets, and even disappears from the territory rankings.

Every day, a new territory is established, and the ranking is soaring by virtue of the achievements on the bright side.

The real tide began to recede, and it was clear at a glance who was swimming naked.

At this time, the ordinary people in the new continent blatantly discovered that the real powerful territories are actually very low-key.

The Qixing Mountains, a large-scale territory ranked 112, are usually not visible, but after being invaded by the Sundafu Palace, ranked 79, next door.

They didn't even use the main force to go up, so they beat each other and ran away, UU reading www.uukanshu. com lost a lot of materials to be able to stop.

80% of the territory of the 84th Niguang Society are women, and they seem to be weak in combat.

But after encountering the 47th-ranked sun-covering flag, these people made everyone see what is called tactical crushing in the first battle.

More and more figurines of the big territory are being torn off, and their true strength is beginning to be revealed.

What surprised everyone the most was the Tianyuan territory that was rumored to have fallen.

On the last day of August, he suddenly climbed to the top of the top ten territories in the New World with unrivaled momentum, ranking sixth.

At first, many people were surprised and questioned that the improvement of 24 rankings was not accompanied by the record.

Without a record, how can the Tianyuan territory prove that it is worthy of the status of the sixth territory of mankind?

But then, it only took a day for an unprecedented shock to spread throughout the entire New World, even if the glory of Yu Sanjia was obscured at this moment.

Tianyuan Harbor!

A brand new term, a brand new definition.

An arrogant gesture that is so mad that it makes all the other large territories around it die.

Silence has already explained everything!

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