Global Nuclear Pollution Is Coming: I Build The Strongest Fortress

Liu Ziran and three colorful gangsters drove an Audi A8 out of the villa with helmets and guns.

The drone followed the car, and the images were transmitted back to Xiao Chuan's mobile phone through real-time recording.

Xiao Chuan projected the picture on the TV screen and was sorting and recording the materials he had on hand.

Recently he has found out how to make a lot of weapons.

"Why are there still 100 kilograms of flower seeds in the space? I bought a flower shop?" Xiao Chuan looked at the flower seed packages on the ground in front of him and fell into deep thought.

Fortunately, there are more useful things than such useless things.

Hardware and building materials are quite comprehensive.

It would be somewhat useful for him to make weapons later.

The rain will stop in a while, and the mice are about to usher in a wave of evolution.

But it is also their last evolution. When other mutated creatures enter the scene, they will be suppressed.

At that time, humans will also be attacked in large numbers until the military takes people to survive underground.

The number of people who can enter underground air-raid shelters only accounts for 10% of the current total population, or in other words, only so many people live in air-raid shelters.

Xiao Chuan thought.

He can go to the battlefield to pick up a wave of supplies before the large mutated creatures appear.

Just as I was thinking about it, the drone stopped.

Xiao Chuan looked up and watched TV. Liu Ziran and a group of boys got out of the car.

They shot and killed several rats.

Xiao Chuan took a look at the location of the drone. It was a villa in District 2, and their side was District 1.

There are 22 to 35 villas in Zone 2.

Liu Ziran and the others entered 24 villas.

The decoration of this building looks very luxurious, and the splendid exterior wall would be blinding if the sun shines on it.

Xiao Chuan did not let the drone get too close to the villa, and adjusted it to an angle that allowed him to zoom in and see part of the interior.

In Building 24.

Liu Ziran led people into the study.

His whole body felt like it was falling apart when he moved.

"Master Liu, aren't we going to the weapons depot? Why are we going into the study?"

"Are you questioning the boss?"

Huang Mao grabbed Zi Mao's collar.

Liu Ziran's slightest movement of his mouth would involve the wounds in his mouth and on his face.

He didn't answer what these fools were thinking.

Use the key to open the desk drawer. Inside the drawer is a remote control.

Liu Ziran took out the remote control and pressed the button on the bookcase.

A door-sized passage appeared in the middle of the bookcase.

It was obviously Liu Ziran's first time here, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Once inside, the walls are lined with firearms.

AK-47, M16, Type 95, AWM...

The younger brothers exclaimed in exclamation that they had never seen before.

Liu Ziran was also blinded by so many guns.

On the ground were boxes of bullets and explosives.

He waved his hand and the boys began to carry the boxes.

Ten minutes later, Xiao Chuan watched from the screen as Liu Ziran carried two guns on his back and held one in his hand. The other boys also carried guns on their backs. The two of them carried a box, and a total of three boxes were carried out.

Xiao Chuan touched his chin: "These guys have a lot of weapons."

"As expected of the black one." Xiao Chuan took a sip of coffee and added two pieces of sugar to the coffee.

Fortunately, his safe house is not afraid of these things. As long as he doesn't go out, these things are no threat to him.

As for what they are going to do, what does it have to do with him.

He is just an ordinary squatter at home.

After recovering the drone, Xiao Chuan took a look at the data from the radiation detector.

From the first two digits to now it is 550.

Although this amount is not fatal, it will reduce human white blood cells. At the same time, due to the superposition of substances in the water, lesions will slowly manifest.

Fortunately, the mutated people are still in normal human form, and they will not spread the virus by biting like zombies.

There are already different opinions on the Internet because of the news, and everyone is speculating whether those people have turned into zombies.

"The rat issue has not been resolved, now people will turn into zombies again, and they will not let people live anymore!"

"Those people are not zombies. I think the doctor didn't change even after being bitten."

"It's scary to bite people, but who knows if the virus is in the incubation period."

"Kill all those people, they are all zombies anyway."

"Your mother is gone. I hope your disease will be the same and you will be killed."

"When can supermarkets resume operations? My family is really out of food."

"Which brother has food? I'm 36D. Chat with me privately~"

"If you don't believe me, send me a photo."

In Building 13.

Wu Yanqi was currently huddled on the leather sofa holding a kitchen knife.

There were four or five dead rats on the ground.

He looked depressed, with dark eyes.

Compared to a few days ago when he looked a bit elite, now he looks like a wanderer.

Thin and detached.

"Damn rats, come on, I'm not afraid of you!" He shouted into the air like a deranged madman.

It's been several days since I've had any food, and the rats always appear when no one expects them.

The walls of the home can be seen to be filled with cement.

If it weren't for the bags of cement left over from previous construction in his warehouse, his house would be riddled with holes by now.

Seemingly responding to his call, a rat rushed towards him from the second floor.

Wu Yanqi stood up and struck with his knife.

The knife was swung in a haphazard manner, and the mouse seemed to be unable to avoid it because it jumped, and it just happened to be chopped off on the head.

Wu Yanqi gasped and looked at the dead rat on the ground, and he looked up to the sky and laughed.

"This is what you get for messing with me, you beasts!"

"They all deserve to die!"

Just as he was going crazy, the phone screen lit up.

He picked it up immediately and found that he had been pulled into a new WeChat group.

It was Liu Ziran who was sending messages in the group.

Resident of Building 8: “I believe everyone has been suffering from rat invasion recently.”

Residents of Building 8: “[Video message]”

Resident of Building 8: "Please watch these two videos. This is the video of our attack on Building 12. You can see that even a gun can't get into his house."

Residents of Building 8: “If we can seize this house, we won’t have to worry about those rats!”

Residents of Building 8: "In this kind of disaster, facing selfish people like those in Building 12, we should unite!"

Wu Yanqi clicked on the video, which showed a dozen strong men in black attacking Xiao Chuan's house with guns.

He knew this because he watched the whole thing from the window sill that day.

He saw another video that he had never seen before. It was a video of Xiao Chuan eating cakes and pork knuckles comfortably at home.

Wu Yanqi's eyes lit up. He was so hungry and tortured by rats.

Why does Xiao Chuan live so happily at home?

He deserves to die!

He should be hacked to death like these mice, and all the food should be given to him!

Residents of Building 13: "Go to his house and pick him up!"

Residents of Building 14: "Take him!"

At the bottom is a column of "Take him."

In Building 8.

Li Zhen and Xu San looked at the people in the group with smiles.

"When the time comes, let these idiots take the bullets and we'll take the opportunity to blow up the house."

After Li Zhen finished speaking, he patted Liu Ziran on the shoulder: "It's up to Mr. Liu to organize these people well this time."