Global Cataclysm: My Life in Sanctuary Versailles

Bang!

Crackling....

"After the last one is thrown out, immediately control the No. [-] reconnaissance plane to return."

Wu Lang said quickly.

"Good host."

As soon as the voice fell, the last incendiary bomb exploded in the air.

In the flames, another large piece of mutated creatures that were roasted black fell to the ground.

.......

Chapter 557

Time moves forward an hour.

During this hour, Wu Lang bought another 20 incendiary bombs from the system mall.

Cooperating with the white phosphorus bomb on the bomber, the flames from the explosion over the shelter never stopped.

At this time, on the ground outside the shelter, the original gray and white scene had been covered with a thick layer of black at some point.

The originally dense mutated creatures in the sky, after an hour of continuous bombing, have also become a thin layer, and it no longer looks dense as before.

At this moment, the system's notification tone suddenly sounded.

"Ding! It is detected that the host has killed more than [-] million creatures in the opponent's camp, and the hidden achievement task has reached the standard..."

"Mission reward calculation..."

"Ding! The calculation is over, and the task reward has been distributed to the system warehouse, please check and collect it yourself..."

"Hidden achievement mission?"

From getting the system to now, this is the first time I have encountered such a task.

"System, what does this hidden achievement task mean?"

"Host, the hidden achievement task is a random trigger task. When the host meets the trigger conditions, it will be triggered automatically..."

After listening to the system's explanation, Wu Lang immediately lost interest in this kind of task.

This shit is completely by God's will, a blind cat meets a dead mouse.

Open the system warehouse, and there is a new gift package in addition to the old three.

After clicking on the gift package, two more cards appeared in the system warehouse.

When I clicked on the first card, it turned out to be a title.

Faction Killer: Wearing this title increases the attraction of the faction by 30%.

(Note [-]: Including the hostile camp.)

(Remark 24: The title is worn or removed, and the interval between each time is [-] hours.)

"I X!"

Seeing this, Wu Lang had no choice but to say something sweet.

"System, why are you telling me that this title is useless?"

Wearing this title, isn't it like a group mocking buff on yourself?

Thinking of going out for a walk, followed by a bunch of mutated creatures, he felt that only an idiot would wear this shit.

"Ding! The reward items are randomly selected. If the host has any questions, please refer to the user experience notice."

"Your uncle!"

Although he has listened to user experience instructions many times, every time he hears this, it always breaks his defense in a second.

Who can afford to mess with Wuya's calendar for a frame of 6 hours, 28 minutes and 14 seconds.

"What's wrong with you?"

The delicate Jinxiangdie beside him quickly noticed Wu Lang's strangeness at this time, and asked with concern.

"It's okay! I just thought of something..."

With a perfunctory sentence, Wu Lang collected himself and moved his gaze to another card.

Recharge Scratch Ticket: Whether you are a chieftain or a European emperor, a scratch ticket is true or false; from thank you for your patronage to hundreds of millions of prizes, there is no bottom line and no upper limit, you deserve it.

"I am worthy of your uncle!"

After reading this introduction, he was almost outraged by his high blood pressure.

People all over the country know that the word welfare must be added before the lottery.

if you serious you lose!

It really is an unreliable task, even the awards are so unreliable.

Turn off the system interface directly, take a few deep breaths, calm down the complicated mood, and turn your eyes to the outside world again.

Fortunately, the east side is not bright, at least the west side is bright.

At this time, after an hour of non-stop bombing, the mutated creatures outside the shelter can be best described in four words.

Grasshopper after autumn!

It won't be long before you jump around.

"Linger, continue to control the drone to bombard me."

He must blast out a piece of blue sky today.

bang bang bang...

The sound of continuous explosions reverberated outside, and the three women watching couldn't help but shout.

no way!

When they first saw the huge group of mutated creatures hovering above their heads, they were inevitably a little scared. When they saw that every explosion could kill countless mutated creatures, they couldn't help but exclaimed happily.

But as time goes by...

It's like this every time, and it seems a little dull.

Wang Kexin looked at the time and saw that it had reached a quarter past ten in the morning before he knew it, so he said:

"I'll go down first and arrange for someone to prepare lunch, so you can go out early to complete the deal after eating."

Looking at Leng Bing and Jin Xiangdie beside him, he asked:

"Are you going down or?"

"I'll follow you down, there are still many things to do in the ecological park."

"I'm going down too!"

"Let's go first, you pay attention to safety."

Wang Kexin greeted Wu Lang again, and took the two girls back to the second floor of the refuge by the elevator.

"Brother, we..."

Seeing that the sisters-in-law had all left, Wu Tian and the others, who had been standing by for nearly two hours in combat readiness, exchanged eye contact, and Wu Tian, ​​as a representative, asked Wu Lang in a low voice.

"Before I told you not to wear equipment, you still don't believe it, so much time wasted for nothing, what should I do, I will naturally let Linger notify you when I need you."

"Brother, please pay attention to safety, we will go to our own business first."

Seeing Wu Lang wave his hand, Wu Lang immediately led people to the equipment room.

.......

After they left, Wu Lang once again focused on the sparse mutant creatures outside.

After refilling the drone with ammunition, half an hour later, Wu Lang estimated that the number of mutated creatures surrounding the shelter should be less than [-].

At this time, the efficiency of bombing with drones is obviously not high. Seeing this, Wu Lang immediately asked Wu Yi and the others to wear combat equipment.

After Wu Yi and the others got dressed, Wu Lang divided the 25 people into two teams, one team of 15 people guarding the refuge gate, and the other team of 10 people guarding the secret passage.

Seeing that everyone was in a defensive position, Wu Lang told Ling'er:

"Ling'er, open the door of the shelter."

Wu Lang had no other adjectives to express his admiration for the mutant creatures, other than giving a thumbs up to say how tough these mutant creatures were.

A group, [-]% of them are dead, and the remaining [-]% don't know how to retreat strategically.

Just play, just play!

Anyway, he could see that if one side is not exterminated, this matter will not end.

Seeing this, Wu Lang could only tearfully open the refuge's passage to the outside world and take the remaining heads.

I didn't want to kill at first, but He Sheng insisted on hitting me with a knife.

The moment the refuge door and the secret passage opened, as expected, the remaining mutated creatures finally found an outlet for their emotions, and rushed towards the two passages without hesitation.

buzz....

bark...

squeak...

The next second when the mutated creatures scrambled into the gate of the refuge, Wu Yi and the others, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately pulled the flamethrower in their hands.

A swan song before death resounded in this sky.

.......

When the time came to 11:[-], after repelling the last wave of mutated creatures whose numbers were already negligible, one side consumed countless ammunition, and the other side only had sporadic numbers left to cause trouble. This farce finally came to an end.

Looking at the large number of mutant corpses outside, Wu Lang found a large number of sacks and said to Wu Yi and the others:

"Put the corpses of the mutated creatures into sacks and pile them there."

Wu Lang pointed to the recycling point and said.

Looking at the remaining 24450 survival points on the system interface, a battle destroyed the survival points of a set of elementary armor. He didn't feel much when he fought, but he felt heartache after the fight.

As soon as the gun is fired, ten thousand taels of gold will be paid. These expenses must be borne by the mutated creature, even if it is dead, it must be paid back with the corpse.

After explaining the matter, Wu Lang took the elevator back to the second floor of the shelter, and returned to the first floor of the shelter after lunch. At this time, half of the aisle was piled up with corpses of mutated creatures beside the recovery point.

Opening the recycling point, Wu Lang dragged a sack of corpses from the side and threw them directly into it.

"Ding! This recycling yielded 95KG of carbon-based compounds, 0.7G of mercury, and 0.04G of uranium...a total of 152.14 survival points were obtained."

Wu Lang was very surprised.

"System, is the corpse of a mutant creature so valuable?"

Originally, his original intention of collecting the corpses of these mutated creatures was to cover up the traces, but unexpectedly, there were unexpected surprises.

"The host, the mutated organism has deposited a large amount of radioactive elements, and the value of these elements is much higher than that of ordinary elements..."

After listening to the system's explanation, Wu Lang's eyes suddenly lit up.

This hell is not a mutant creature, this is a treasure, the kind that is all over the body.

A few bags of mutated creature corpses can catch up with the recycling of a scrapped car. Think about the mutated creature corpses all over the hills and plains outside the shelter at this time.

He felt like he was going to get rich.

Sure enough, if you want to be rich, you have to rely on picking up trash. People are in a catastrophe, others rely on struggle, and I rely on picking up trash to reach the pinnacle of life...

Chapter 558

"Ding! This recycling yielded 104.7KG of carbon-based compounds, 0.6G of mercury, and 0.03G of uranium...a total of 207.01 survival points were obtained."

"Ding! This recycling has..."

"Ding..."

Constant reminders sounded in Wu Lang's mind. After putting all the mutated creature corpses collected by Wu Yi and the others into the recycling point, the survival points on the system interface directly increased from the previous 24450 to 62140 survival points.

He actually harvested nearly 3 survival points directly. Seeing this number, Wu Lang felt a little unreal.

You must know that the corpses of mutated creatures that Wu Yi collected just now are only a small area near the gate. If all the corpses are collected, the survival point will be...