My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!
Chapter 1486: Fire Fist Tribe, the First Difficulty!
Perhaps it is to reduce the probability of vicious loopholes appearing when deducing the world as much as possible.
Although the gambling space created a wasteland nine years later, it did not retain the territory construction of the players in the wasteland, nor did it retain the changes made by some players.
That is to say, the new wasteland is just a background board, a world view for gambling battles.
Including the survivors that can be encountered in the gambling space now, they are all NPCs specially arranged by the scene designer.
This ingenious design not only ensured that Somo had established an unshakable prestige among humans on earth, but in this gambling space, he had to shed his past halo and start from scratch.
In addition, this design also adds many difficulties and challenges to the entire gambling space.
Contestants must learn about the current world culture as soon as possible and integrate into the NPC life atmosphere before they can start trying to contact these people and promote their beliefs.
However, how could the survivors who had been struggling in the wasteland for twelve years easily contact him.
Considering the current background of nuclear winter, Sumo had reason to suspect that many people would find it difficult to even find a gathering place away from radiation to join in.
"It will be easier if Qinggang City is still there. Most of the shelters here are nuclear-proof..."
In Sumo's imagination, even if a brutal nuclear war occurs in the scene created by the game, based on the specifications of Qinggang City, there should at least be a lot of supplies that have not been taken away.
As long as you can gather these supplies, it shouldn't be difficult to get through the early difficulties.
However, the ideal is very full and the reality is very skinny.
The game obviously didn't intend to give him this opportunity to take advantage of the loophole. As soon as Sumo thought of this, he immediately received the first guidance task released by the game.
[Record]: The first gambling battle 'Battle of Faith' has officially begun. Since the player 'Suma' has chosen the special 'god' route to start, you will receive a certain degree of route opening guidance.
[Record]: Please go to the flashing location to receive the opening buffs belonging to the special route:
You will receive at this spot location:
1. A shelter base with a development level of no higher than 5
2. Fifty ordinary believers, five devout believers, and one fanatical believer
...
After the prompt ended, an inexplicably bright spot appeared in the field of vision.
Located on the left front.
If we keep moving forward in this direction, we will go against the center of Qinggang City, and we will only get further and further away from the entire city.
"It's really troublesome. I know it's not that easy to get this buff!"
Sumo pondered in his heart.
If his physical fitness is still there, he will definitely choose to turn the city upside down in the past few days and find all the materials that can be used as much as possible.
But now, after just a few minutes in the cold wind, Sumo immediately felt that his whole body was cold and his limbs were stiff.
Especially when the cold wind blows and the heat in the body is lost rapidly, the feeling of hunger also comes.
"Sure enough, not only the physical qualities from outside cannot be brought in, but also some special abilities are banned."
This is undoubtedly terrible news.
The food in the nuclear winter will definitely not be as plentiful as after the autumn harvest in the wasteland, and it will definitely be ridiculously difficult for ordinary contestants to obtain it.
Is it possible that in just a few months, the two million people will be eliminated to only one percent?
You can see that the number of participants at the top of the game panel has plummeted to 1.7 million in just one day.
Sumo shrank his neck and quickly took long strides towards the light spot.
Fortunately, the Soul Plate still contains a certain amount of survival supplies, all of which are high-calorie foods.
Moreover, due to the serious decline in physical fitness, physical needs have also dropped to the level of ordinary people.
This allows supplies that were originally only available for two weeks to surge to three or four months.
At the same time, relying on the rights and interests attached to the divine route, the shelter base that is taken over should also have certain supplies.
Cooperating with manpower to search for supplies in Qinggang City, Sumo was very confident that he could solve the most basic survival problems within a month and restore supply and demand stability.
"Hey, this distance...is quite far?"
Relying on his feet, he walked from noon to darkness. Somo raised his head and glanced back. Only a rough silhouette of Qinggang City was left.
The lonely ruins of the city become increasingly desolate in the snow, exuding the atmosphere of civilization and corruption.
However, the light spot in the field of vision still has no end, but its size and brightness have increased by about three times compared to the original time.
Based on his foot strength, Sumo could probably determine the location of this shelter.
The straight-line distance from Qinggang City should be about two hundred kilometers.
It would take an average person at least three to four days to arrive if they were traveling at full speed.
Athletes with good physical fitness can shorten the time to two days, but considering the harsh weather factors of nuclear winter, arrival will still take about three days.
Unfortunately, Soma's physical fitness after traveling to the wasteland was even weaker than that of ordinary adults.
Follow the light all the way.
It’s the afternoon of the fourth day.
A small tribe built in a sunken terrain gradually appeared in the field of vision.
"Can this be called a shelter?"
Somo sat down on a high place, the soles of his feet were bruised with blood blisters and painful.
If I could see the shelter given in my rights, I could barely soothe this pain.
But the scene in front of him made Su Mo regret wasting time rushing here.
The sunken terrain where the tribe is located is like a pit that suddenly sank into the flat ground, which is very abrupt.
The area inside the pit is also very small, and the flat land is only the size of ten football fields.
Only the tower in the middle barely looks like a heating tower in Frostpunk.
However, compared with the heating tower in the game, this tower is obviously the ultimate weakened version.
According to Su Mo's preliminary observation, it should be just a simple insulation material to gather an incinerator, throw things in to burn, boil water, and then heat the houses next to it through pipes.
Speaking of houses, Su Mo is completely powerless to complain. Can these sheds that are constantly swaying in the breeze really be inhabited?
A few simple pieces of wood nailed to the ground, and then sewn with unknown animal fur, this is the so-called house.
If you really encounter a blizzard, it is not surprising to be buried alive in it.
Of course, this shelter is not without something to say.
For example, now.
The survivors in the pit were quite alert and immediately found Su Mo sitting on the top.
"The chief is back!"
"Hurry up, the chief fell at the door!"
"What are you doing? Get up quickly, the chief is back with food!"
A few sharp-eyed skinny young men shouted in the camp, and then dozens of people ran out.
Su Mo counted quickly, and the number of people and the increase just matched, a total of fifty-six people.
There were exactly forty young men among them. Although they were extremely thin, they were barely energetic.
There were fifteen women, standing at the back with disheveled hair.
As for the other person, he was a somewhat special hunchbacked old man, who seemed to have a high prestige.
The crowd crowded forward and soon gathered around Su Mo.
It was strange that Su Mo saw full of expectations and trust in the eyes of many people.
It gave him a feeling that even if he ordered these people to die now, these people would not refuse.
"Chief, more than ten days have passed, and you are finally back!"
The young man who had shouted in the camp earlier came up and supported Su Mo with an eager face.
At the same time, the game panel lit up in front of Su Mo.
[Villager: Huang Xiangyu]
[Faith level: Devout believer]
[Combat power: 0.67 (Strong adult combat power is 1)]
Fortunately, the game did not force a bunch of strangers on him, but gave simple information to identify the identity, as well as a data to illustrate combat power.
But...
0.67?
Isn't this too low?
Is this the physical fitness data that humans who have been struggling in the wasteland for twelve years should have?
But soon, Su Mo's question was answered.
Just after he finished looking at Huang Xiangyu's attribute panel, his own attributes also appeared above his head.
[Name: Su Mo]
[Faith level: God's body]
[Combat power: 0.32]
Wow.
It turns out that I am not even half as good as Huang Xiangyu?
Realizing this problem, Su Mo can probably confirm that the current combat power standard should be based on twelve years in the wasteland.
That is, the combat power of a strong adult in the current environment is 1, rather than the unit of ordinary humans on Earth.
From this point of view, Huang Xiangyu seems to be pretty good.
If he can make up for the deficit in his body, it is not a problem to reach 1.3 or even 1.5.
"This trip is not easy, but I... am back!"
Su Mo pretended to hear the words, glanced at Huang Xiangyu, and then cast his eyes at everyone around him in turn.
He was so mature that he couldn't lose again. Sure enough, everyone who was stared at showed excitement.
Only the hunchbacked old man had a glimpse of an unfathomable divine light in his eyes.
He stepped forward, cleared his throat and said:
"Chief Su, I wonder if you have found the trace of the oracle?"
Oracle?
Su Mo's eyes condensed, and he glanced at the old man's panel attributes with his peripheral vision.
[Villager: Tangma]
[Faith Level: Fanatic]
[Combat Power: 1.27]
Hiss...
This old man who seems to have reached the end of his life, his combat power is about twice that of Huang Xiangyu?
As expected of the only fanatic, this combat power alone should not be underestimated.
However, from Tangma, Su Mo did not feel the trust from others, but rather a contempt with a bit of murderous intent.
Not good... Could it be that the person who designed this gambling fight dug a big trap for me here?
Just when Su Mo was a little unsure about what to answer, he suddenly reacted and stood up with confidence:
"Nonsense, of course I found the oracle left by the gods, and the oracle also guided me to find supplies!"
Faith flow, what is it playing?
Isn't it just a competition of who can fool more?
Since it is a battle of faith, as long as you maintain your own mystery, you can keep the game going.
As expected, the young people around shouted excitedly, and the women behind them also began to dance with their hair disheveled.
Only Thomas was stunned, raised his head in astonishment, and a look of bewilderment flashed across his eyes.
Is this still the useless chief of the Fire Fist Tribe?
Could it be that he really went out and received the oracle of God, which led to such an obvious change?
But soon, Thomas reacted and looked coldly at Su Mo's surroundings.
I have to say that he was really frightened by this guy just now.
"Chief Su, but where are the supplies you found? Did you not bring them back? Could they be far away?"
He suspected that Su Mo had made up a false location. Anyway, no one could go there, so he didn't know if there were really supplies.
When the people around heard what Thomas said, they calmed down instantly and took a half step back to make way.
Soon, only five devout believers were left in the circle in the center, surrounding Su Mo and Thomas.
The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere seemed tense.
"Uh... Chief, sacrifice... If the supplies are very close, I... I can go and get them back!"
Huang Xiangyu stuttered.
The other four people also talked a lot. At first glance, they were on Su Mo's side, but in fact they were forcing the palace.
Because of the father of this useless chief, the Fire Fist Tribe had a large amount of supplies looted by the neighboring Thunder Tribe.
Now everyone is willing to recommend Su Mo to the throne because he promised to find the oracle back.
If the oracle cannot be found...
Thinking about the inhuman torture, even the bravest people would rather die outside than come back.
That's why everyone was so excited when they found out that Su Mo had come back.
"Haha, it seems that the priest Thomas doesn't believe me?"
Suma glanced at the old man.
This god route is not really a wheelchair route, but a more perverted and difficult start than the ordinary route.
Although the reward is generous, a shelter base and more than 50 laborers are directly obtained.
But compared with the difficulty of the task, most people here probably have only one way to surrender.
Thoma didn't say anything, but the murderous intent gathered on his body became more and more intense.
Suma wanted to tease the old man again, and it would be best to test where his fighting power came from.
But on second thought, Thomas was the only fanatic after all, and he was also a priest in the tribe.
Forget it.
Let's take him down first.
"Okay, in that case, let's open your eyes."
Suma snorted coldly and began to chant incomprehensible language.
A group of people were confused, but suddenly, there was a cheer from the crowd.
"Candy, a candy fell from the sky!"
"White Rabbit, it's actually White Rabbit, my God, God finally favored us!"
"It's so delicious, so delicious, so delicious!"
What?
Thomas raised his head suddenly and looked at the place where the cheers came from.
I saw candies coming out of nowhere in the sky, falling like raindrops.
Some fell on the heads of the villagers, and some fell into the raised hands.
The number seemed to be quite large. In just half a minute, each person grabbed four candies.
Including Thomas himself, a white rabbit milk candy hit him squarely on the forehead and fell to the ground.
He slowly squatted down and looked at the milk candy wrapped in plastic paper on the ground and lost his mind for a while.
After twelve years of struggling and struggling to survive, the memory of this candy had long been erased and almost untraceable.
However, now, these sealed memories are coming like a tide.
Earth, China, humanity...
Tangma trembled as he picked up the candy, gently peeled off the plastic wrapper, and put the candy into his mouth.
Yeah, it was a familiar taste.
The sweetness and milky taste that was refreshing to the heart made people feel a sense of happiness.
When he looked at Su Mo again, there was a touch of gentleness that he had never felt before.
...
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