Apocalyptic Wasteland: Set Up Survival Traps At The Beginning

The clouds are moving and the breeze is gentle.

A huge lighthouse flies high in the sky.

In the room, Fang Chen's figure appeared like a ghost, but it seemed as if he had always been there.

"came back..."

Looking at the house where he had lived for more than ten years, Fang Chen murmured lightly.

I can't tell if I'm happy or what.

The world of Iron Man is undoubtedly thousands of times better than here.

Sports car villa, wine and beautiful people...

The most important thing is the livable ecological environment.

When you go out, you don't have to worry about the next second when the pole-devouring beast will rush out and ask you if the melon is still cooked.

There is no need to worry about saying a few words to a beautiful woman, and just touching her little hands will be whipped twice by someone from the law firm.

No need to worry...

Anyway, that's a normal world, and here...

"I don't mind the ugly bitch or the poor family, but I forgot my true intentions when I went out..."

Fang Chen smiled self-deprecatingly and took a deep breath.

At this time, Mark's voice sounded in the communication channel.

"Are you a girl? Have you lost your skin? It takes more than half an hour to take a shower... Come over here for a meeting..."

"Haha... It's because of you guys..."

Standing up, Fang Chen opened the door and walked out.

Looking at the rooms on both sides of the corridor, Fang Chen shook his head.

There are more than 500 rooms in this row, but only about 300 people are staying there now.

This is not only the case here, but also in the residences of earthly people.

And this is the end of time.

"Wait for a long time Mark, yo, isn't this the most beautiful woman in our lighthouse, Commander Jingnan?"

"Okay, you're just skinny, and you're not afraid of being heard by the people from the Discipline Office. Hurry up, the city lord and the others are still waiting..."

Faced with Fang Chen's teasing, Jing Nan said with a blush on his face.

Ran Bing on the side frowned slightly.

But at this time, she didn't know exactly what kind of emotion she was feeling.

Um?

I just feel a little bit stuck in my heart!

"Wow, is this the way to the city lord's chamber?"

Arriving at the central elevator shaft of the lighthouse, Ran Bing looked around like a curious baby.

As the top of the ruling class, the city lord's residence was not accessible to everyone.

If the supplies harvested this time were not beyond imagination, it would be the same even for her as a hunter.

"If I guessed correctly, this is the launch trajectory of the central electromagnetic gun, right? I heard that one shot can destroy the king-level pole-devouring beast?"

Ran Bing's curious question made Jing Nan smile.

"Yes, but once the lighthouse is launched, the entire power supply system will be paralyzed for three minutes. By the way, you should ask Fang Chen about this. He knows better..."

Fang Chen?

By the way, he seems to be the deputy director of the weapons application and research and development department part-time!

"After I improved the central electromagnetic railgun, one shot lasted thirty-five seconds. After the launch, the entire power supply system of the lighthouse will be paralyzed for three minutes and seven seconds. As for the king-level pole-devouring beast... the lighthouse has indeed been killed before. Passed one..."

Fang Chen kept talking.

Although the central electromagnetic gun was developed successfully and was not ready for loading and use, he was responsible for subsequent maintenance and improvements.

In the past, the storage time was as long as 3 minutes, and the paralysis was more than ten minutes.

Using it once can almost make you want to die with the Devouring Beast.

But now the time has been shortened, at least, rescue and rescue operations can be carried out after the launch is completed.

"Amazing..."

Looking at Fang Chen, an inexplicable emotion spread in Ran Bing's heart.

Wen Neng can bring peace to the world with his pen, but Wu Neng can immediately determine the world.

Being a hunter is not only a good skill, but also maintaining a lighthouse is outstanding.

This outstanding person is indeed top-notch no matter what profession he is in.

"By the way, the hunters have not collected ground samples in recent missions, and the research on Mana's ecology has come to a standstill..."

In the elevator, Jing Nan said.

In this apocalyptic world, just collecting supplies is just drinking poison to quench thirst and linger on.

If you want to take the initiative, you need to understand what they are facing.

Otherwise, sooner or later, the lighthouse will fall to the ground from a height of 10,000 meters and be smashed to pieces.

"I will find a way to do this. I will go to the surface tomorrow."

tomorrow?

Everyone was stunned after hearing Fang Chen's words.

But at this time, the elevator door had opened, and not far away in front of them, the entire ruling class of the lighthouse was here.

"We're finally here, you kid, hurry up and stand still!"

Elon turned around and yelled.

Mark and the others could only shut their mouths and walked out of the elevator.

"Now that everyone is here, let's start reporting the situation..."

Between the thrones on the high platform, Morgan, the city lord, looked at the people in front of him and said.

Ran Bing couldn't help but feel a little nervous when she came here for the first time.

But looking at Fang Chen's hand behind her back giving her a thumbs up, an inexplicable sense of confidence arose spontaneously.

"Ahem... report to the city lord, the main materials collected by the hunters this time include controllable energy, compressed food, rare metals..."

"According to calculations, these supplies are enough to run the lighthouse for more than half a year!"

As the commander-in-chief of the lighthouse, Jing Nan also spoke.

"Where are the casualties?"

"One death!"

Well...

Everyone was startled when they heard there were battle losses.

Even Morgan, who seemed absent-minded sitting on the throne in the presence of the old god, stood up and raised his head.

"One person died? Is that correct? I remember that Deputy Fang Chen was with us on this mission..."

"Yes, Deputy Fang Chen has completed 33 missions, and all 33 of them came back with great success. Why this time..."

"Fang Chen, it seems that you are a little slack. The Lord of Light and Shadow must always worship..."

Worship?

I'll knock your lungs out...

Glancing at Little Yellow-haired Charles, Fang Chen stood out of the queue.

"The person who died was a laborer. He left the team without permission and even stole old-era items, which seriously affected the safety of the team and was shot dead on the spot by the hunters..."

When they heard it was a laborer, everyone laughed.

They might still be heartbroken if Shangmin dies.

But a mortal...

Are all lab rats more valuable than them?

Fang Chen has long been used to this indifferent expression.

After moistening his throat again, Fang Chen said: "I asked for instructions to go to the surface tomorrow. We found humans on the surface!"