My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

"Global Wasteland: Unlimited Upgrade of Refuge (

300 catties of flour are all kneaded to make a pie, effortless and time consuming.

It worked from morning to afternoon, before evening, and finally baked all the pancakes.

There was not enough space on the chopping board, so Sumo simply made a large food cabinet out of wood and placed it in the kitchen to store the prepared flatbread.

On the third floor of the refuge, the rich smell of steamed buns overflowed, even if it was a full Suma, it was appetizing to watch the last pot of hot flatbread.

"Oreo, big and small sparks, you have eaten your share today, don't steal it at night!"

Seeing Sumo's eyes looking up, Oreo raised his head, pretending to be nonchalant, stupid and cute.

At this time, among all the trading items, only the last sixty irons were left unfinished.

While studying and pancakes, the physical exertion was not serious. Sitting at the table, Somo quickly entered a state of concentration.

From the beginning of bumping and bumping production, I feel a bit "master" as soon as I sit down.

Not only relying on the TV to learn error correction, but also the "religious" heart of Somo for hand-made.

Do one thing, do one thing well.

This is Somo's life rule, especially when doing things that are important to him.

Of course, hard work has always been accompanied by rewards, and the quality rate of the last sixty irons has been getting higher and higher with the skillful production techniques.

Even at the back, four or five consecutive tools can be made with different properties.

As long as humans hold this tool, they can instantly double or even triple their productivity!

With productivity, it is completely possible to ensure that the human race can completely equal the development speed of alien monsters until the firearm is released.

"Now that more and more people on World Channel have guns, this proves that it is not difficult to build guns."

"The difficulty is... ammunition and batch production!"

After two consecutive days of high-intensity production tools, Suma was able to think about some problems in some unimportant links.

By making these stone axes and stone pickaxes in batches, the limitations of handcrafting become more serious.

According to this efficiency, even Somo spends more than eight hours a day to make such tools.

Leaving aside energy consumption and raw material consumption, just talking about quantity, dumping thousands of tools in one disaster is the peak.

But what is the current number of humans on the wasteland?

At least four billion people!

Three disasters can only sell a few thousand tools. These few thousand seem to be a lot, but in fact, they are under the denominator of 100 million, which is too insignificant.

The same goes for guns.

In just a dozen days, some people have used tools and hand rubbing to create various types of guns, and even hand rubbed AK47s are still on the market.

It's a pity that these seemingly mighty guns, let alone scrambled, even big knives sell better than this gun.

The reason is that there are no large-scale bullets and logistical support.

The hand-wrapping guns have poor stability and lack of ammunition. In addition to deterring and deterring their own people, they are stupid in the eyes of foreigners.

"I am afraid that Magu also encountered this dilemma at the time. Later, those who can buy guns have established their own guns and ammunition production lines."

"People who can't afford it, as the disaster deepens, they are either eliminated directly, or they have found other ways to replace guns."

Carefully savouring the future development route, with a burst of crackling beating, the last stone pick was finally completed.

200 iron tools, 100 stone axes, and 100 iron pickaxes, it took more than 20 hours to make in total.

At the same time, there are 22 pieces of fine quality in the stone axe, and 14 pieces of fine grade in the iron pickaxe, which exudes a faint light that is completely different from excellent quality.

Looking at my own results, the exhaustion of the past few days finally got a trace of comfort.

In the future, with the development of time, such primitive building tools will be gradually eliminated, and more “exquisite” tools will be produced by hand.

Low-level weapons are manufactured in batches through assembly-line inverted mold machine tools, so as to completely monopolize the consumer market from top to bottom.

"So if there is a technology tree, should the priority be energy and automation?"

After opening the diary of the materials recorded in the game panel, Suma deliberated repeatedly, and finally entered these two items.

This approach is indeed extreme and full of uncertainty about the future.

Putting most of the survival points into the development of these two technology trees will inevitably reduce investment in combat effectiveness and other aspects.

In this way, when facing a strong enemy, it will be quite restrictive.

"Forget about it. In the early stage, when my combat effectiveness could still be suppressed, I developed a monopoly. Relying on these leads and expanding my advantages, I might be able to walk in front of everyone.

After all his thoughts were entered into the diary, Somo simply got up and left the workbench.

I lighted the wood under the stove and burned out two large buckets of water. On the penultimate night after the end of the day, Somo took a comfortable hot bath again, and Shi Shiran went to bed.

No matter how the humans on the wasteland resist the arrival of this day, time will not stop because of personal will.

After 12 o'clock in the morning, the countdown on the game panel changes to a 24-hour countdown.

This night, some were crazy, some were surprised, and some were desperate.

But in general, most people were still excited about the upcoming secret trading, and spent the last "flat" night with anxiety.

There is no cold wind, no snowfall, if it were not for the blood-red countdown, no one would have thought that a disaster would be imminent on such a day when the stars were scarce.

When the time came when the first light of the sun fell, countless humans on the wasteland got up early and spontaneously came to the door of the refuge, waiting for the secret to open.

Even Somo is no exception.

At more than five o'clock, before dawn, Somo had already woke up to the sound of the alarm clock on the elderly phone.

After washing and eating a simple breakfast, sitting outside the garage door, Sumo quietly waited for the secret to come.

The previous few times, when I entered the secret realm, it was after the secret realm had already been formed, and Somo only realized afterwards, and had not seen how the secret realm was formed with his own eyes.

This time I got up early to witness this "miracle" moment.

The clock was still turning forward, waiting until seven o'clock, and after eight o'clock, after the system's prompt sounded and left, the secret realm had not appeared.

In the world chat, hundreds of millions of people have already started to scan the screen, the speed is a bit more terrifying than when the first day came.

While observing the chat panel, he looked around at the outside world. Just as Somo was switching to check back and forth, the vigilant Oreo started roaring.

A magical scene appeared!

In the horizon, the same light as the golden light burst from the relocation shelter suddenly appeared!

The golden light seems to carry unparalleled power, seemingly slow, but in fact fast.

At the same time, a reminder sound rang in the ears of all players.

[Record]: It is detected that the disaster time is up to the standard, and the secret realm trading is about to open. Please be prepared for all players

[Record]: The secret world rules have been issued to the notification bar of all players' game panels, please check it yourself!

Like all players, after hearing the system prompt, Somo did not hesitate for the first time and directly opened the game panel to check.

The new notification is very special, floating directly above the game panel, very eye-catching.

After trying to click, a wavy, flashing green light curtain popped out.

【Disaster Welfare-Trading Secret Realm (Wood)】

[1. This disaster benefit level is wooden level~www.readwn.com~ The trigger method is unknown, please all players to cheer for the trigger, and strive for more benefits for the "human" clan]

[2. Any force or violence is prohibited in the trading secret, any forced buying and selling is prohibited, and any behavior against personal will is prohibited. The game does not set judgment standards for any player. Once found, the player will be automatically extracted into the ruling secret, and the rules will be verified directly. Obliterate

[3. Entry time: 24-hour system: 9-15, a total of six hours, there is no limit to the number of entries during the opening period of the secret, unlimited entry and exit]

[4. Do not damage the goods of others in the secret environment. Once verified, refer to item 2 for the handling method]

[5. The jurisdiction of the trading secret realm in each region is issued by the game on behalf of the game, and the right owner: the comprehensive strength of the secret realm is the first to own]

[6. All the above rules do not represent all the rules of the secret realm. Do not act arbitrarily, all the right of interpretation rests with the game]

The six scattered trading secrets announcements have basically made all the rules clear.

Except for the second "obliteration" that seems a bit scary, the other articles are all about the protection of human beings in the Wasteland.

"There is no limit to the number of entries, only the time limit, to protect any freedom of sale, it seems that it is really for the welfare of mankind!"

With a slight sigh, at the bottom, Somo noticed a shining sign.

"manage?"

"So I am the best in the regional channel?"

Although he had 100% confidence in his own strength, Sumo inevitably felt a little happy after seeing the game acknowledged.

When the summoning thoughts were concentrated and turned into thoughts, when the finger touched the management button, the darkness suddenly fell in front of him.

A strange and familiar world gradually emerged...