My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

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During the day, Oreo would follow Su Chan to graze yak and sheep, and he would not return until 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

Moore has joined the infrastructure team, relying on his strength to earn private money for himself, in order to be able to add meals at night.

Even the big and small sparks are not idle. Every morning, after taking a break, they will wander into the vegetable plot opened up in the village to perform duties. They will not come back until the evening.

Therefore, after inspecting the current situation in the territory and returning to the refuge, Somo got a rare free time.

Back on the third floor, I took out some damp bedding and put it on the front of the tiger car. By the way, the two fish in the trunk were processed and put in a pot to stew. Somo lay comfortably on the sofa and began to take a nap.

The sun is shining and the fireworks are lingering.

On the first sunny day after the heavy snowfall, the villagers were all in full swing, sweating and cleaning the snow around the village, and continuing to do the planned infrastructure.

A faint voice of shouting passed through the open door of the refuge to the third floor, not only failed to disturb the sleeping Suma, but made him feel comfortable in a different position and sleep more deeply.

After sleeping for more than two hours, he opened his eyes leisurely when the set alarm sounded.

He got up and came to the pot with a small fire. As Somo opened the lid, a strong smell instantly floated out and spread throughout the entire third floor.

The freshness of the fish, the hemp of the Chinese pepper, the spicyness of the red pepper, and the right spoonful of marked oil are standard Sichuan-style practices.

After two hours of slow simmering, the flavor of each aniseed is absorbed into the fish cut into small pieces, making the surface of the fish a fascinating blush.

Coupled with the carp's sufficient exercise volume in the freshwater lake, its meat is extremely chewy.

In the winter, there is such a pot of fish, even if it is a cold heart, it can instantly be melted into soft water.

He picked up the small spoon next to him, took a light bite, and then ate a piece of fish.

Feeling a strong taste exploding on the taste buds, Somo nodded in satisfaction, waved and put the pot directly into the storage space.

He has not personally cooked for a long time since he took in the old group of villagers and set up a kitchen.

It's not that he is lazy, but that he is so busy every day after becoming a lord, there is no leisure at all so that he can stay in the kitchen and continue to play.

And the current pot of fish, it's not that Sumo himself is greedy, wanting to open the meat.

It's not even going to reward the diligent villagers and management in the lowlands.

His destination is a group of "unknown people" in the depression!

Summoning the lion-man's wind and taking away the smell in the third floor, after confirming that the fire in the stove was extinguished, Sumo strode out of the refuge.

Move the quilt on the ground tiger machine to the stool and sofa on the first floor of the garage and continue to bask.

Turning the key to fire, the tiger drove out leisurely in the opposite direction of the village.

The snowy road is not easy to walk, especially after the obstacles inside are covered by snow, driving forward is full of various risks.

But fortunately, Sumo has walked this road many times, and he can faintly sound the scenery when there is no snow on the road when he closes his eyes.

Calling out a hand of Jay Jay, put it all the way to the north and put his hand out of the car window. A deep car mark on the shallow snow began to extend from south to north.

Along the way, in the first 20 to 30 kilometers, there were not many villagers working outside in the depression looking for resources.

Whenever they saw a ground tiger driving over, they raised their hands excitedly and cheered loudly.

In the same way, Sumo would whistle his horn for the excitement of these people.

But after fifty kilometers away, the figure gradually disappeared, and even the traces of being stepped on by humans suddenly disappeared by more than half.

As in ancient times, the villages were like small societies.

According to individual physical strength, in the absence of sufficient force to protect themselves, each villager in the depression can only step on the farthest distance by multiplying the strength of their feet by four hours.

People who walk fast can walk about 10 kilometers in one hour, and forty kilometers in four hours, and work 80 kilometers back and forth every day.

People who walk slowly can only walk about five or six kilometers in an hour, and only about fifty kilometers in a day.

Without modern transportation and productivity tools, it is no longer difficult for human beings to cover their footprints thousands of kilometers, or even hundreds of miles away.

Dangling until it was less than five kilometers away from the northern border of the depression and 124 kilometers away from the village, Somo stopped the car and began to discern the direction.

This time, he quickly found the way forward, turned the front of the car and headed west.

Only sixteen kilometers away, when Somo stopped the car again, a small hill appeared before his eyes.

Unlike the large and spectacular infrastructure in the village, everything here still retains the original scene before it.

Except that the overall potential of the depression has increased, and the environment has become more favorable, it is difficult to find the difference between this place and other places as someone else.

After turning off and getting off the car, after a lap along the route in memory, Somo successfully came to the front of the hill.

The snow cover buried all the markers that could identify the location. After scanning around and not finding any traces on the ground, Somo leaned down in surprise and began to clear the snow.

In a moment, a small pile of snow was cleared.

After pulling apart a piece of turf floating on the ground again, an unharmonious wooden door appeared on the ground.

Boom...boom...boom...boom!

Along with Somo's very rhythmic percussion, a muffled sound with a slight echo came from below.

Obviously, the bottom of the plank is not a solid ground, but an underground space with a volume of at least one hundred cubic meters.

The first time I knocked, no one opened the door, it looked like there was no one below.

The second time it was hit, it was still the same.

But after the third time of Suma's percussion and the previous frequency inversion, the sound from below the plank was finally no longer an empty echo, but a dull footstep.

Creak.

The wooden door was pushed up from bottom to top, revealing a furry bear head, which has long disappeared...Bear Man Lili!

"Hey, director, why are you here!"

With a full smile, Xiong Ren Lili scratched his head, and by the way, he let out the downward passage.

Unlike conventional refuges, the passage behind the wooden planks is not a wide living space, but a staircase that slopes downwards and is invisible at a glance.

Moreover, the air coming from the stairs is not as stuffy as imagined, but not much different from the outside world.

"Huh, did you make vents elsewhere?"

After walking down the stairs and taking a couple of breaths, Su Mo asked in surprise.

Lili shook his head: "Yes, when the eldest sister came back last time, she helped open another vent. On the side of the mountain bag, she also blessed her, and she can change the wind regularly every day!"

"Connie is not here now?"

"Yes, the eldest sister came back six days ago, and then explained that next time she comes back, at least she will have to wait until the blizzard is over!"

As Lili poked out his head skillfully to observe the outside, and then put the board down, the two of them talked about the current situation while going down the stairs.

Like the Z-shaped passage design in the underground refuge, this is also used in the underground base here.

It's just that the degree of repeated folding here is much higher than that of the refuge. There are about 300 steps down the stairs, and many of them have large iron doors that can be put down.

In terms of safety factor, even if the periphery of the underground space is still surrounded by wood, it is comparable to the underground refuge!

"Did Connie say how he is developing there?"

Lili: "I have mentioned it several times, because our current team's combat effectiveness is not high, and the materials we carry are also limited. In addition, the director you said is building walls, accumulating food, and slowly becoming king, so she chose to general. It was arranged next to several small alien tribes, and did not go to collide with those medium-sized tribes to grab benefits."

"In addition, the eldest sister's current strength is no longer inferior to the leaders of some large alien races, so the lords of these small territories also have a bit of knowledge in their hearts. They dare not provoke us, and now they are considered harmonious."

"In terms of numbers, the number of people we took before was 26 people. Now we have developed for half a month, relying on absorbing and screening some wandering aliens, we have expanded to 84 people."

"On the house..."

It seems to know that Somo would be curious to inquire about the development situation. The last time Connie came back, she explained very carefully, and even detailed the specific storage situation of each material.

Although Lili hadn't fully remembered, he used a clumsy way to write down all the data, and now he reported it, but it was all right.

"There are eighty people so soon? Fifteen wooden houses have been built from scratch? It's not slow at all!"

After walking through the last step, as another door was opened by the people inside, after the two stepped in, the real underground space finally appeared in front of you.

From left to right, the usable area of ​​the entire space is about 300 square meters.

Half of them belong to the alien activity space where they live, and the other half are used to store supplies.

At this moment, seeing Sumo coming in, the six alien races on the first floor all turned their heads and walked up respectfully.

"Thanks for your hard work"

"No hard work, no hard work, but it is comfortable. If you are full every day, you can meditate and improve your strength, but it is comfortable!"

The fox man who opened the door trembles after being slapped on the shoulder by Somo, and then unabashedly said the truth that made Lilixiong blush.

Assigned to this mission point, at first I heard that I was going to stay underground and lead a dark life every day. At first, everyone was a bit rebellious.

But within two days, after feeling the brilliance of this job, they had a glorious "rebellion"!

There is no life threat, no need to worry about running out of materials, and even a lot of time to do their own things. This is a bright future that they didn't dare to think of in the clan before.

Now, seeing Sumo's caring eyes, they were thick-skinned, and they didn't dare to lick their faces to accept the compliment.

"Let's go, go down and see the situation!"

He smiled and didn't continue to tease the simple aliens. With Lili, the two of them continued down a staircase in the corner.

Soon, as a big iron door was opened from the inside again.

The thing guarded by this mission point finally revealed the true face of Mount Lu!

Twelve alien heads with terrifying appearances were fixed to something like the base of an electric light, and they were covered with iron chains as thick as the baby's forearm.

Dozens of hoses passed under the head, forming a nutrient transportation route, replacing their bodies that had disappeared.

Seeing Somo coming in, his head was stunned for a moment, and then he began to quack and quack, and he shuddered with an expression of wanting to rush up and biting.

"All changed?"

"Yes, the last person didn't hold on four days ago, and has become what he looks like now, but his strength is obviously bigger than the others!"

Pointing to the fourth head in the positive, Lili's face was lingering. It was obvious that what happened in the first place had scared everyone.

"A little bit older than the others?"

Listening to Lili starting to describe the scene that four days ago, his head was mutated in the night and almost escaped from sleep, Somo frowned suddenly.

As early as the first day of arrival in the New World, that is, the evening of April 1st, Somo issued two secret orders to Connie.

Upon receiving the order, Connie immediately took all the alien races out and came to the depression one step ahead of the large army.

This is also the reason why most villagers suddenly discovered that the alien races in the team had disappeared.

After arriving, Connie easily used the core of the refuge given by Somo to build this underground base to detain a dozen aliens who had been infected before.

And she, after the construction was completed, left the depression and went to another place that Sumo had prepared for her, establishing the depression's first subsidiary force.

Cunning Rabbit Three Caves.

In fact, when it was calculated in virtual reality that the depression was selected among several super-large alien races, and the chance of survival was only a few tenths of a percent, Somo made up his mind and had to keep a second hand.

Connie is one of his backhands.

Once the lowlands are invaded and become irreparable, then you must be more decisive in giving up the refuge.

And if you only bring people and no supplies, going to other places is naturally dangerous.

But if you go to a well-established sub-base in Connie, with the previous accumulation, the chances of a comeback will always be greater than that of wandering around.

However, Sumo couldn't figure it out. The more dangerous Connie was fine. These so-called "zombies" almost had a problem.

"No, the message Oreo predicted didn't mean that once all the infected alien races finally lose their sanity, they will not retain the previously strengthened strength, but will fall to half of the first time?"

"Why now..."

Quickly thinking about the specific information predicted by Oreo before, and then observing the mutated zombies in front of him, Somo frowned and the tendons on his head protruded.

When I first knew that a zombie crisis was coming, I thought of the overwhelming scenes in the earth movie.

Even Somo himself feels a little bit cold.

After that, as the large forces boarded the New World and saw other alien races, Sumo initially had a little confidence to survive the zombie crisis.

After all, whether it is a human or a foreign race, the strength in the New World is not bad, and they have a certain IQ, and they can resist and share individual pressures together.

Even with these alien races as cannon fodder, in the depressions in the hinterland of the New World, there is no need to worry about the tide of zombies in the early stage.

As for the back, having seen the flame dragon of the Demon Soul Race's strength of the eighth rank, and the war strength of transforming the army of people, the crisis of the zombie tide has completely become ordinary.

Even if it is a pessimistic judgment, the probability of passing it is more than 90%. In terms of threat, the impact of low temperature is even worse.

But now...

If the strength of these zombie alien races is not the same as Oreo said, it has been greatly reduced and turned into cannon fodder.

Rather, just like the current alien No. 4, the strength does not decrease but increases, and it is even more terrifying than the last time it was strengthened.

"Oh, this is really a **** surprise. It depends on the alien races on the periphery of the New World. How can they withstand such a zombie attack, I am afraid that one or two waves of impact will have to be forced to turn the enemy into a friend."

"Even if the depression is in the hinterland of the New World, I am afraid that these zombies will have to drive in by then."

"No, you have to research the antidote quickly, otherwise once you fight with these zombies and someone gets infected, you will really become your own person and beat your own person!"

When I think of the mighty scene of zombies running wild in a certain corpse world war movie, I look at all the alien races with red eyes and rotten faces.

Su Mo shuddered suddenly, firming his inner judgment.

Although there are only one or two months left before all the alien mutations, when they swim to the New World, it will take at least two months to make the bottom under the current weather.

Add the two together.

Compared with other unknowing alien races, all the people living in the New World now have at least four months to react to this imminent super disaster.

Taking into account other disasters midway, it is very likely to delay the time for the zombie to land.

There is still half a year left for the depression!

Within half a year, if the corresponding antidote or antidote can be developed, then this disaster will become an opportunity for the rise of depressions.

But if it can't be developed, or the strength of the zombies will be stronger.

Then the only way left for everyone is...hidden underground like a mouse!