My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

Chapter 459: Permission integration, a new way of using!

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Cold and icy.

Just as the whole body is in the ice and snow, no object with temperature can bring a trace of warmth to Somo.

Even other parts of the body can't feel it.

The eyelids are as heavy as lead.

"Am I dead..."

"It turns out that death is like this!"

Somo thinks he should be dead already.

After sacrificing one by one with his brothers who were born and died in the past ten years, he finally fell into the hands of an increasingly powerful mutant beast.

Ten years ago, when the first light of evolution shone on the earth, mutation began.

The dead humans became the zombies in the movie.

For five full years, when all humans could linger in the hands of zombies, they discovered even more frightening things.

Wild beasts are more terrifying than zombies, they have evolved into bloodthirsty mutant beasts.

The mutant beasts are extremely capable of reproducing, especially the low-level mutant beasts, a litter can give birth to hundreds of mutant beasts.

Where there are them, the refuges established by countless humans have been breached one after another.

Thinking of this, Somo couldn't help feeling a little sad.

The refuge he was in was established by the "Ten Punches", one of China's top ten powerhouses.

As the strongest warrior, Sumo didn't see ten punches before his death.

But as long as you are not blind, you can see two mutant beasts towering into the clouds outside the city.

Tier 10 mutant beasts "Cangjin Demon Ape", "Sea Wing Roc".

Sumo's thoughts continued to extend, but a moist, warm, and incredible warmth began to wander slowly on his body.

In the beginning, this feeling was only faint and slight, which was difficult to capture, but gradually, the sensory stimulation began to become clearer and clearer.

This is? Does it feel like dying?

seem!

It's not so unacceptable.

Even, it's so numb, and it's a bit comfortable.

The restoration of the sense of touch is like a dry canal being re-introduced into running water. It is a gradual process from moisturizing the cracked ground to wetting and storing water.

With all this unfolding, Somo's perception of the outside world has become more and more sensitive.

He could feel his hands, his feet, and the lighter eyelids.

A weird thought began to emerge from consciousness.

Sumo began to doubt.

Own?

Really dead?

Could it be that the pain caused at the moment of being killed by a mutant beast is not real?

No one knows what the world after death is like. Even the top ten powerhouses have no ability to resurrect. More, it's just everyone's imagination of the world after death.

After all, the dead cannot stand up and give a speech about how wonderful the world after death is.

Somo started to try to do something, the first thing he did was to open his eyes.

At this time, he felt like Yugong moved the mountain. On the one hand, the perception of various parts of the body was quickly recovering. On the other hand, his eyelids seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't open it anyway.

It seemed as if he had fallen into a state of ghost press, and wanted to resist, but there was only silent resistance left.

In this state, time seems to have become a non-existent concept.

Except for the gradually clear voice in the void.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom boom boom!

More and more drums began to appear in Somo's ears, and as the drums reached their extremes, the world in front of him suddenly brightened.

vehicle?

How could there be such a broken car?

The perspective is very strange. It is not to look at the car from the outside, but to look around inside the car with a God’s perspective.

What catches the eye is the cracked leather of the seat, and the cracks full of time and age are filled with fine dust.

From the center console up from the seat, the position of the steering wheel has disappeared, leaving only the bare control rods, which seems to be protesting to the outside world.

Which wicked guy stole even a steering wheel!

The strange thought appeared in Somo's heart, but the next second, a feeling of coldness appeared in his heart.

It was like a cold wind blowing on his unclothed back.

Subconsciously looked back.

The rear door of the broken car was bare at this time, and there was only two seats lying in the car. At this time, there were only two reclining seats in the car. The cold wind in winter brought snow from the rear door. , Fell on the seat.

The white snow has covered one layer of the ground, and the whole world seems to have become Andersen's fairy tale world, quiet and beautiful.

But the next moment, Somo couldn't calm down.

The familiar red eyes appeared outside the alley less than ten meters away.

With these eyes, Suma has been dealing with them for ten years.

They were once compatriots!

They were once humans too!

But now, they can only be called "zombies" for the time being.

The zombie appeared, and with the limping motion, it slowly came towards the place where Sumo was.

fighting!

The first thought that appeared in Suma's consciousness was not to run away.

As a ten-year veteran warrior in the last days, he is confident that he can kill the limping poor man within two breaths with a handy weapon.

But even without a weapon, he is confident to kill him with his fist.

In the refuge of ten punches, everyone is a martial artist and believes that the fist is a weapon that humans can trust.

Everyone is practising the "Ten Boxing Sutra" from a fifty-year-old man to a five-year-old child!

Zombie, it's near!

Although it was limping, the initiative of the zombie made him come over firmly.

Huh?

Seeing the eyes of the zombies drifting, Rao Sumo killed countless, and his heart was still watered, and he was also stunned.

Today, he unexpectedly did not see the bloodthirsty gaze in the zombie's eyes.

It can even be said that this zombie completely ignored his existence.

underestimate me?

An unnamed anger appeared in Somo's heart, and the person who died once lost awe of death.

Now seeing a zombie with no combat power 5 dared to ignore him.

As a warrior with many battles, Somo decided to take the initiative.

Seeing the zombies who had reached the back door, there was no fancy and fancy, Su Mo punched out with a powerful straight punch.

But just as the fist was about to exit the rear door of the car, a yellow streamer flashed past, and the fist went out, but it disappeared.

Compared with the disappearing fist, the touch of the fist also disappeared.

This feeling of body disappearing made the scalp numb. The next second, Somo hurriedly tried to stretch his arm back.

Having lost his fist, he can't lose this arm.

The moment the arm pulled away, the warm feeling of the fist reappeared, as if it had never disappeared.

ha?

Before Somo was shocked by this peculiar change, something even more surprising happened.

The lame zombie seemed to be blind. He didn't see Sumo who got in the car, went straight across the tailgate, and continued to walk forward.

The weirdness of the zombies and the changes in the body caused Sumo's brain to crash after nine years of compulsory education.

But with a burst of pain in the front of the thigh, Somo was awakened from his random thoughts.

Subconsciously Sumo turned his head and looked to the front of the car.

A staggering figure, leaning on the car, stood up leisurely.

Is it a lame zombie? He fell down? Hit a car?

A pain came again, and the lame zombie slipped and fell on the oblique corner next to the car again.

But this time, it did not stand up, the sharp angle of the wheel penetrated half of the zombie's face, and the black blood dripped along the frame of the missing wheel.

The zombie slipped and fell alive and hit and died in front of the car.

With the passage of time, and various supporting evidence, a weird idea appeared in Somo's mind.

I became this "broken" car?

When this strange idea appeared in his mind, Somo laughed mockingly.

Am I crazy?

Even if it is a person who has died once, years of materialistic thinking shouldn't let such nonsense thoughts appear in his mind.

It's a pity that he kept coming in and out at the rear door, feeling the warmth disappearing and reappearing. This kind of graceful process made Suma have to believe that he was indeed restricted.

"Tinder system is successfully bound, currently bound-van (extremely broken

"Detecting available devices..."

"Tyres (three missing, one puncture), urgently in need of repair by the host..."

"The center console (steering wheel is missing, the air conditioner is damaged 91%, the radio is damaged 42%, the instrument panel is damaged 99%), the host is in urgent need of repair..."

"The car body (the rear door is missing, the chassis is damaged 72%, the door is damaged 41%, the front windshield is missing...), the host is in urgent need of repair..."

"Power system (engine damage 80%..., urgently in need of host repair...

"Electrical equipment (spark plugs, high-voltage lines, distributors, batteries...80% damaged, urgently in need of host repair...

"Successfully killed Tier 0 zombies and gained 10 energy points..."

"Currently available energy points 10"

Like the ticking sound of penguins in the previous civilization, the mechanical sound without a trace of emotion appeared in Somo's mind.

Accompanied by the mechanical sound, what also appeared in front of Somo was a display screen emitting a faint orange-yellow light.

The appearance of the screen awakened Sumo who was stunned.

At the next moment, Somo in the car began to operate frantically.

Where can I order? Where can I order!

After a long while, looking at the screen that disappeared in front of my eyes, an impenetrable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and as time passed, the smile turned into a wild laugh.

He, Su Mo, the Tier VI fighter in the previous life, was indeed dead.

But now, he has survived in another incredible way, and he has returned to the first year of the last days when the last days have just begun.

Now he, like zombies, is difficult to define with human concepts.

Perhaps, he should be called the product of the civilization era-"van"!

The fire system comes from the distant Cybertron galaxy, and is attracted to the earth by the light of evolution.

But unfortunately, he fell into the ocean, and with the passage of time, came to the body of the sixth-order sea beast.

After Tier 6 sea beasts sneaked and killed Somo, this fire fragment also began to merge with Somo.

The powerful energy is unacceptable even for Somo in his heyday, let alone him who has only one head left.

In desperation, the fire shards exploded with energy, and by chance, they passed through the wormhole and brought Souma's consciousness to the first year of the end of the world.

Consciousness cannot be possessed, UU reading www.uukanshu. The energy of the com tinder fragments was about to disappear, and there was no choice. It fell into this dilapidated van and produced a series of incredible changes.

Now, this dilapidated van is Sumo's body!

Looking affectionately at the center console without the steering wheel, Somo sat on the rotten leather chair with a sense of ritual.

"Gou said the last days, I'm back again"

The grievances of the previous life, the bizarre disappearance of his parents and sisters, and the death of one of his teammates and brothers made him, who was over thirty, collapsed and wanted to commit suicide in countless nights.

But now, God has given him another opportunity to restore all these tragedies.

Although he is now just a van that is too old to be broken.

Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.

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