Apocalyptic Wasteland: Set Up Survival Traps At The Beginning

Outrageous!

Very outrageous!

Fang Chen's words and actions seemed to Mo Cheng as if he had taken the wrong medicine.

How can a boss persuade his employees to resign?

"Fang Chen, did you absorb the life essence of the Devouring Beast and affect your thinking?"

"Yes, I think we should go back to the lighthouse and check it out."

"That must be the case, otherwise how could you say these words."

Everyone in Mocheng looked concerned.

Ran Bing even reached out and touched Fang Chen's forehead.

"Look, do you think I'm joking?"

Holding Ran Bing's right hand that was touching his forehead, Fang Chen looked serious.

However, this move made Ran Bing's cheeks blush.

All right.

Looking at Fang Chen, the three people in Mo Cheng spread their hands.

"Anyway, we are all part-time workers. You will be the city lord when you grow up. You can have fun as you like..."

hehe...

Looking at Mo Cheng's funny reaction, Fang Chen smiled: "Then it's agreed that if anyone exposes the news when he goes back, the city lord will have to arrange tasks for him in the Dawn Hall every day..."

"Really?"

His eyes were shining, and Mo Cheng had a serious look on his face.

"Sister Feng, who is in charge of storage, do you want it too?"

"Uh... let's forget it..."

After joking for a while, Fang Chen focused his attention on the console.

The entire underground arsenal is huge.

Covering an area of ​​8,000 acres!

Equivalent to 5.3 square kilometers!

It includes dormitories, entertainment, medical care, production lines, storage rooms...

There are hundreds of functional areas, large and small.

However, due to its long history and the fact that the Devouring Beast is rooted here.

Most functionality has been lost.

Even the most important production line in the arsenal has been damaged for unknown lengths of time.

Nearly 90% of the functionality of the entire arsenal was lost.

It can almost be said to be on the verge of being scrapped.

"It's still a bit taken for granted..."

Looking at the screen, Fang Chen frowned.

Jarvis is able to use his ultra-high computing power to invade the system of the arsenal.

But Jarvis couldn't repair the entire arsenal.

This cannot be done by computer programs alone.

People are required to carry out fixed-point operations.

If you want to repair the arsenal, the first thing you need is manpower.

In addition, a large number of metal parts are required to replace and repair damaged machinery.

In Fang Chen's opinion, manpower is easy to handle.

Even if it's just a few of them, it only takes three to five years to complete it.

What's more, he can also use the power of the hunter to perform repairs.

But the problem of materials is not easy to solve.

With so much material, even if he emptied the lighthouse's storage room, it might not be enough.

"Announcing bad news, this base may not be fully operational for the time being. It requires too many repair materials."

Listening to Fang Chen's words, everyone was stunned.

So what now?

"I will activate all the combat robots later, and then close the entrances and exits. We will return to the lighthouse for now, and we will slowly collect the materials later..."

Fang Chen spoke.

You can't become a fat man by eating in one go.

He has already thought about it. If he can't get it in the main world, he plans to go to other worlds to collect it through the world pass.

"It is indeed time to go back. There is still one day left and it will be time for you to take over as the city lord."

Ran Bing nodded.

This is a big deal, and it is much more important to her than Laoshizi's base.

"City Lord?"

Fang Chen raised his head and took a look.

However, the view is blocked by the thick ceiling wall.

.........

"Charles, are you still here?"

Above the lighthouse, an old-era piano is placed in an empty room.

Morgan, who was sitting next to the piano, looked at the figure standing at the door.

"Yes, Lord City Lord!"

Charles' face was neither sad nor happy.

But looking at the photo album placed on the piano, my eyes were filled with emotion.

But then it turned into deep unwillingness.

"I just came here wanting an answer."

"what is the answer..."

"You know."

Listening to Charles' words, Morgan sighed.

There is no better son than a father.

As a father, he naturally knows what his son wants.

"For so many years, you have been in charge of the Light and Shadow Society and assisted me in managing the order of the lighthouse. I am very grateful to you for this."

"As a father, I am incompetent, but as the city lord, I cannot be responsible for you alone."

Looking at Charles, Morgan said slowly.

The means are sufficient, but the selfishness is too strong.

This is what he said about his son.

The city lord is like the president and emperor of the old times.

To be an emperor, one needs to be open-minded and open to all rivers.

If you take care of yourself, you will be stubborn.

In the end, everyone will betray their relatives and bury their own dynasty with their own hands.

But here, it would be the hope of annihilating the entire lighthouse human race!

"So, Fang Chen is better than me? Why? He is just a hunter who only knows how to kill. So what if he is a little clever? I am your son!"

Charles said angrily.

Isn’t it natural for a son to inherit his father’s legacy?

When an outsider becomes the city lord, where will he be placed?

"I talked to Fang Chen. After he took over as the city lord, he will continue to implement the three laws of survival, and you will continue to be the leader of the Light and Shadow Association. Charles, this is the end of the world, and survival is the first priority. I choose Fang Chen, too. Just because he can bring greater hope of survival to the lighthouse, can you understand?"

clear?

Ah!

With a sneer, Charles turned around.

So what if you understand?

So what if you don’t understand!

Now that the answer you want has been obtained, there is no reason to ask again.

"The succession ceremony is in less than 15 hours, but... Fang Chen, can you come back?"