My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

"What happened tonight, just pretend it never happened"

"Listen to me in the future, it's the same as what you see now, the treatment is not cheap."

Looking at Xing Yue, who was still lying on the ground stupidly, kowtowing again and again, Somo commanded in a low voice.

But he never thought about it, he just finished speaking.

Xing Yue hurriedly raised her head, with an extremely devout expression on her face: "Master Su, as long as you tell them the identity of the Seagod's apostle, the entire murloc will immediately obey your order, there is absolutely no need to cover up like this. what!"

"No, I mean, I won't reveal it for the time being."

"If I want to find the Sea God, my current identity must be kept secret." He casually made a nonsense reason, and looked at Xing Yue with a well-behaved expression that I believed.

Su Mo secretly smiled in his heart, but his face remained calm.

Regarding the test of the murlocs, the first stage of demonstration can now be obtained from Xing Yue.

Being able to control each murloc's connection to the power of the sea is enough to deter the entire murloc tribe.

Relying on this, even if you return to the wasteland of reality, you don't have to worry about your identity anymore.

And the other side.

"Bauley, come in."

The door opened, and Bowley walked in with an alert look on his face.

He frowned slightly, looking at the right hand held by Soma, somewhat bewildered.

"Mayor Su, this is in your hands..."

"Oh, forget it, you can't see it now." He winked at Xing Yue next to him, who understood in seconds, and quickly took out his scepter and released Haimu.

Three groups of water vapor appeared in the air, and one of them naturally flew to Bao Lei's eyes.

"Can you see it now?"

"Ah? Do you have anything in your hand?" Having already been placed on the sea, Bao Lei was still a little confused.

Although he vaguely felt that something was flowing in Soma's hand.

But this feeling is still like observing the breeze blowing on the opposite side through a thick glass, it is very slight.

"can not see..."

Soma threw away the water ball of the power of the ocean in his hand, and took another ball.

After confirming again and again that Bao Lei still couldn't see the water mass even after adding the ability of sea eyes, he took a deep breath.

"What about the others, let others come in and see?"

"Okay, I'll call someone." Bao Lei touched his head and turned to leave.

After a while, more than a dozen members of the Heavenly Sword Squad walked in and lined up in a row in the room.

First, Xing Yue released the power of the sea eyes and gave them vision one by one, and then Sumo took the water group of the power of the ocean to ask questions.

"Who of you can see this thing in my hand?"

"Ah? Is there something?"

"Can't you see it?"

"what?"

"No..."

"Sir, are you joking, you don't have anything in your hand?"

"Take a closer look..."

"Power! The lord holds the supreme power! No one can stop it!"

"???" After dissipating the power of the ocean in his hands, Soma couldn't bear to complain about the bad praising, and waved to the others except Bao Lei to go ahead first.

Sure enough, even if he mastered the first-stage authority of the power of the ocean, he could not give humans a connection with the power of the ocean.

Under the circumstance that it is difficult for humans to even see the power of the ocean, the system does not jump out of additional options at all.

If you want ordinary people to participate in the research and development of this kind of power, there is bound to be a long and short journey in the future.

"However, at this stage, these studies on the power of the ocean are enough. Any more will only share my energy on other things, and the gains will outweigh the losses."

"Next, the more important thing is..."

"Go out to sea, collect all the information on the ruins that can be collected, find all the information that can capture the talents in advance, and the Adventurer's Association, we must find a way to get their terminal production technology!"

After confirming the itinerary for the next few months, Soma took a deep breath and slowly calmed down.

He has only been in the ruins for more than three months now, and he feels that everything that happened in the wasteland before is like a distant dream...

If you can enter and exit at will, and there is no time limit, then you can naturally develop slowly and step by step.

But the fact is that time waits for no one. He will have to leave in more than eight months at most, and return to the barren and dilapidated wasteland for a year.

Under such circumstances, even if it is destined to sacrifice something.

Soma no longer allowed himself to rest.

From now on, he will be like the big dispute between the deep sea in the Baisha Ruins before, and he will really show his sharpness and completely "squeeze out" all the value of this ruins!

...

The last calendar year is September 16th.

The hottest and most terrifying impact of the rainless season finally brought violent wildfires all over the New World.

After a night, countless fly ash and dust rose along the breeze, filling most of the sky like locusts passing through.

No matter where you are on the mainland, from the ground, there is a sense of apocalyptic future.

Tianyuan Territory, Baoyu County, Tianyuan Port.

In the meandering river, a fleet of ships that stretched for several miles has been lined up, all of which are Tianyuan Navy wearing standard uniforms.

In the middle of the fleet is the largest main ship, the Tianyuan cruiser.

From a distance, it looks like a moving building, constantly being guarded by surrounding ships.

There are hundreds of flags woven in blue and red, fluttering in the wind.

Standing at the railing of the deck.

Soma also changed into a light blue standard navy uniform, with a triangular Tianyuan Merit badge symbolizing the commander hanging on his chest, and quietly looked down at the countless people of Baoyu County who came to see him off.

Beside him, Lu Yongyi and Bao Lei stood as their deputy, with a trace of emotion and touch on their faces, and also looked at the lively scene below.

"I remember that Master Su came to Baoyu County for only two months, right?"

"To be precise, it is 13 days in two months, 74 days." Bao Lei, who was next to him, added information in time and gave the exact number.

"In seventy-four days, you can do things that others can't do in seven hundred and forty days, and you can still make people love you so much..."

"This means, courage and perseverance is inferior to oneself"

Without any organization, ninety-nine percent of people in Baoyu County came here spontaneously, holding homemade thank you banners.

This scene is the first of its kind to count the years of Tianyuan territory's development.

From the rapid changes in Baoyu County, the smiling faces overflowing from these people.

It is enough to see that the entire Baoyu County took less than three months to completely revitalize the previous deadlock and officially boarded a new high-speed development train.

Even calling it a "miracle" is not an exaggeration!

"It's just that we used the means of thunder in the past two days to kill the murlocs on the ship and repatriate them, and not a single one was left. The murlocs shouldn't be honest, even if we have evidence in our hands, we really went out. I still have to..." Before Lu Yongyi finished speaking, he suddenly swept to the side of the ground, his face changed slightly.

The one who discovered earlier than him was Soma, who had never spoken.

"It seems that Mayor Chen and Commander Feng have already helped us deal with it..."

On a high platform far away from the people below, the figures of Chen Shen and Feng Tianmin stood out.

Behind them, there was a young murloc with a pale golden crown, standing respectfully bowing his head.

His face is very unfamiliar. He is not the eldest prince Yu Chenghuang who was rumored to inherit from the murlocs, nor is it the second prince Yu Chenghui who yearns for freedom, nor is he the miscellaneous illegitimate sons of the old murloc king.

But it is precisely this that explains the current situation of the murlocs from the side.

A strange murloc has inherited the throne.

It is not difficult to imagine that the murlocs must have undergone drastic changes at this time. With the support of the territory, it will be clear at a glance who will lose and who will win in the future.

Gekong greeted Chen Shen, Feng Tianmin, Feng Long and others.

Soma's eyes swept to other places.

Ai Jianqiang, the dean of the Academy of Architecture of the Academy of Sciences, arrived immediately upon hearing the news. Vice President, Ning Yushu. There are also many researchers who have only met briefly and have not yet fully acquainted with each other.

Even after becoming the vice president of the Academy of Architecture, Soma only went to the Academy twice.

One was to send Zhang Bowen the test, and the other was to borrow a power stone battery.

But these people in the Academy of Sciences are still eagerly waiting for him to return, waiting for him to bring scientific research results similar to the skyscraper again.

the other side.

Huang Xiaojuan, Sun Quan, Zhang Min, Zhang Da, Zhang Bowen, Ge Jianan, Wan Jingnian, Wang Qian...

Chen Kai, Chen Yi, Chen Yun...

The subordinates who met these friends after coming to the wasteland were not absent. They also gathered together with expectant and worried eyes.

With the eyes of these people colliding, Su Mo paused and nodded lightly.

"Let's go, what should be arranged is also arranged, and those who should say goodbye have already said goodbye in advance."

"It's not a short time to go to sea this time. We have a lot of tasks to do. It's best to start early!"

"Yes!"

As Soma's deputy, the second commander of the fleet, Lu Yongyi nodded immediately and turned to leave.

After half an hour, the entire stagnant fleet moved slowly.

With the deafening cheers, the first ship successfully sailed into the Changlong Xianjiang from Tianyuan Port.

This "Xia Xianjiang" operation that shook the entire wasteland was officially announced!

At the same time, the wasteland, which seemed to have suddenly calmed down, also opened up a new dispute.

In countless unknown corners, waves of undercurrents that were enough to swallow all the undercurrents finally began to surge silently.

The last calendar year is October 1st of the eighth year.

The Dragon Banner Territory, the Golden Eagle Territory, and the three major super territories of the North Land finally jointly released the agreement to lift the mutual non-attack agreement.

The direct factor that prompted this change was mainly because humans underestimated the power of the Crimson Storm series of disasters.

From September 24th, when the "severe heat" of fifty degrees finally arrived, unstoppable riots began throughout the New World.

Those inextinguishable wildfires began to get out of control, gradually engulfing the living areas far away from large water sources.

Those wells that are drying up day by day also remind human beings that they must make a choice as soon as possible.

Considering that there will be a serious drop in air humidity in the future.

When everyone is short of water, in the face of such a bad situation, there is only one choice left.

Migration.

Migrating like animals!

More and more ordinary people began to leave the territory with essential items and go to places close to water sources.

Violent friction began to occur between more and more territories, so that every day old territories disappeared and new territories appeared.

Under such circumstances, the non-attack pact has actually become a dead letter.

In the face of survival, no one will choose to obey, and the three major territories are also launched with the help of the donkey under the slope, in order to minimize human casualties and prepare for future integration.

However, no one thought that it was this seemingly "homeopathic" behavior.

In just one week, the dispute between the entire New World was completely pushed to the other extreme.

...

Time flies, the sun and the moon are like shuttles.

The scarlet storm representing "death" is advancing day by day, and the number of human beings surviving is creating a new low every day.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed in the New World.

From September to December, as the series of disasters comes to an end, the Wasteland has officially moved from the hottest autumn on record to a blistering winter.

On the south bank of the New World, the third-to-last basin of the Changlong Xianjiang River, the Fu'an United Territory.

On the side of the spacious and magnificent Longlin River, tens of thousands of refugees have formed a scattered refugee camp here.

They moved all the way, all the way to escape.

Because of the arrival of the cold winter, I finally set foot here, rested temporarily, and waited for the next disaster judgment and the arrival of spring.

Inside the camp, you can see colorful simple tents and earthen houses covered with masonry.

On the side of the tent, there was no trace of plant growth in the cracked ground, and there were coughing sounds everywhere.

On both sides of the crooked camp path, black coffins and green scavengers flying over them can be seen everywhere.

They just lie on the coffin like this, and they are not afraid of the human beings who are dragging their bodies on these paths and forcibly rushing to make a living.

After all, the sour and poisonous flesh naturally determines that they will never become food.

On the earth house side, you can vaguely see light yellow weeds growing from the stone bricks on the ground, and there are traces of black charcoal smearing all over the walls.

Compared with the other side, the path here is obviously much cleaner and tidy, and the coffins placed on the side of the road can hardly be seen.

At the same time, although the pedestrians here are also in a hurry, from their clothes and mental outlook, they can vaguely find that here and the opposite are two worlds.

Looking at the middle, in the middle of the two, there is indeed a wall about eight meters high, which perfectly divides it.

One side represents waiting for new life, and the other side represents waiting for death.

Whoops!

Suddenly, in a place in the tent camp, several scavenging birds were startled.

More than a dozen half-old children in tattered old rattan clothes and rattan trousers swept out from a path.

Compared with the sturdy children in the Tianyuan territory, most of these children are emaciated and pitiful.

Whether it's skinny arms and thighs, withered yellow and white complexion, or chapped lips, they all make them look like they are in their teens when they are fifteen or sixteen.

Only the figure in the leather jacket at the head looked a little stronger, and there were scars everywhere on the exposed skin.

"Hey, brother Xun is taking someone to the river to wait for the boat again today?"

The group of children ran through several alleys, and most adults who dragged their sick bodies and coughed would greet them cordially.

Being teased by these people, the boy in the leather jacket didn't care, he just touched his head naively.

"Yes, I heard that the Tianyuan fleet will soon pass through our watershed. If we can exchange some medicines with them, we will have hope of surviving this winter!"

"Medicines?" One of the blond, blue-eyed westerners with severe cough covered his mouth: "Brother Xun, I'm afraid I can't wait..."

"Why can't you wait, Uncle Arthur, don't worry, I'll definitely deliver the medicine to you as soon as possible."

He stepped forward to comfort Arthur twice, and Zhou Xun's heart sank when he saw a lot of bloodshot coughing out of the opponent's hands.

The sequelae of the Crimson Storm series of disasters to human beings are obviously no less than other series of disasters.

In the process of running around, fleeing and fleeing for a long time, most people have been infected with a serious plague because of the high temperature, suffering from a terrifying fever.

With this kind of fever, it is better for those humans who die directly from internal organ failure, and don't have to suffer from the pain of fading away and waiting for death.

But for these living people, they have to face the constant disappointment in anticipation and pain every day.

"Forget it, forget it, I'm about to abolish it. When... there is a medicine... I'll give it to you first..."

"Besides, the Tianyuan fleet passes through different places, so it may not necessarily come to our tributary."

With a miserable laugh, Arthur took out a candy that was broken into four halves from his pocket, and he carefully took out a small half of it and handed it to Zhou Xun: "Take it and eat it, this is what Uncle Arthur took from...their hands yesterday. earned".

"..." Dumbly took the candy and put it in the other's eyes, Zhou Xun's heart became more and more numb.

Looking at the bleak back of Arthur leaving, he also began to doubt himself.

According to the time, the Tianyuan fleet should have arrived here long ago, but the reality is...

Every day, they can only wait beside the simple dock that has been built on the shore.

I can't see tomorrow, let alone the future.

"Brother Xun, today are we going to wait for the boat by the pier, or go to the river to dig wild vegetables, or go downstream to find prey?"

"Of course..." Hearing the child next to him asking, Zhou Xun subconsciously wanted to blurt out and wait for the boat.

But thinking of what Arthur said just now, he hesitated again.

"Forget it, today we'll go... dig..."

Suddenly, before the sentence was finished, there was a slight vibration from the whole ground.

This tremor was very slight at first, and it only made most people think that there was a hallucination.

But after more than ten seconds, the carrion-eating birds swarming in the entire camp all flew up at once, almost forming a black cloud.

"what happened?"

Zhou Xun looked at the sky suspiciously, trying to find out why the birds suddenly startled.

But the next second, along with a distant high-frequency whistle, it rang out in my ears.

Even with Zhou Xun, the surprised faces of many people in the entire refugee camp suddenly froze, revealing a touch of unbelievable ecstasy.

"What is it?" Seeing that Zhou Xun was shaking with excitement, several children gathered around curiously.

Brother Xun is not afraid to see ferocious aliens, what else can make him...

"he came!"

"Ah, who is here?"

"You guys are stupid, it's him, Master Su, and the super fleet of Tianyuan Territory is coming!"

When the words fell, Zhou Xun ran away, afraid of falling behind others.

He has collected information for a long time, others don't know it, but he knows it very well.

In this superfleet, which symbolizes power and redemption, it took only three major battles to establish its position.

There is a very strange "Master Su".

He is the supreme master of the entire fleet, the soul of hundreds of ships, and the "water butcher" who is currently known throughout the New World.

But he has a quirk, he doesn't like money, he doesn't like beauty, and he doesn't like rare treasures.

The only thing that can move him is "news".

As long as it can provide enough valuable information, UU reading www.uukanshu.com can exchange almost anything.

Whether it is supplies, medicines, food, weapons, identity, future!

And the news.

Whether it is the same or not, only the first person who speaks out is useful.

Whoever runs fast now means whoever holds the hope!

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