My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

A dark and windy night for murder.

The world of faith is full of murderous intentions, and the wasteland outside is also like this.

A whole week has passed since the aliens suddenly chose to launch a general offensive.

During this period, although humans have become more and more courageous, and have barely maintained the situation from the initial defeat, the defense line in the east has not been able to withstand the huge defensive pressure.

Position No. 1, located at the front, is now completely lost and occupied by the aliens.

Position No. 2, which was urgently activated, has also been captured by most of the people, and humans can only fight while retreating.

That night.

Curse Tiger, wearing a wide red robe, personally supervised the battle and came to the only remaining high wall of Position No. 2.

Facts have proved that Yin Yuan's method of using humans to fight against humans has achieved great success.

If the aliens were to command such a solid position, it would be difficult to capture half of the position within a week, not to mention taking down a half position.

And what if it were a human command?

Various tactics emerged in an endless stream, and combined with the special abilities of the aliens, they were almost invincible in the war.

At the same time, the first gambling battle of gods arranged by Yin Yuan also played a significant role.

Until now, human Soma still has difficulty moving forward, and the progress announced is even worse than that of human players who choose ordinary start.

Staring at the high wall for a while, Zhuhu snorted coldly and returned to the alien position surrounded by countless tall aliens.

An inconspicuous tent.

Zhuhu raised his hand to open the door curtain and walked in.

At the entrance was a huge sand table, on which there were vague traces of deduced tactics.

In the corner, three humans with scarves covering their faces sat cross-legged to rest.

Even if Zhuhu walked in, no one stood up to greet him, and they were even too lazy to raise their heads.

Arrogant.

Zhuhu thought to himself, but he couldn't say anything.

These three people were sent by Yin Yuan, with a respected status and real hard power. It was their command that made the aliens unstoppable on the front battlefield.

"Ahem...Mr. Song."

Zhuhu cleared his throat and spoke in a strange human Chinese accent.

"Is there something wrong?" The figure sitting cross-legged on the left raised his head.

"I heard...you are one of the people who designed the gambling world."

"Is there something wrong?" The figure repeated impatiently, with no respect for Zhuhu in his tone.

However, the more this happened, the better Zhuhu's attitude became, and he even had a flattering smile on his face.

"It's like this. I saw the interim report you submitted. I don't quite understand one thing. I would like to ask Mr. Song to answer my doubts."

"..." The figure was stunned and silent for a while, "I will only say what I should say."

"That's enough, that's enough!"

Zhu Hu nodded immediately and expressed his doubts, "Your early arrangements relied heavily on the pressure from Shadu, the foreign priest of the Thunder Tribe, to force Su Mo to make mistakes, but if Su Mo finds a way to solve Shadu, wouldn't it be possible to break the situation directly and gain a large area of ​​unlimited development space?"

"???"

"Am I wrong?"

Zhu Hu was embarrassed when he found that the other party looked at him like an idiot, and felt that his IQ was not enough.

The opening of the God Route will fix Su Mo in one position, and there will be a large group of drags that cannot leave.

Then Shadu will continue to give invisible pressure, forcing Su Mo to want to break the situation.

But in this case, Shadu is actually just a background board, and the real killer move will be continuously launched by other tribes in the 37th crack.

If you don't realize this, you will die without knowing how.

Of course, the way to break the deadlock seems very simple. As long as you can get rid of Shadu, the background board, all problems can be solved.

"You mean... Su Mo can rely on his body that has just entered the wasteland to rush into the Thunder Tribe, kill Shadu in front of a fifth-level priest, and then leave calmly, gaining a large and unlimited development space?"

"What, you also arranged a fifth-level priest for the Thunder Tribe?"

Zhuhu was shocked. This was not written in the stage report, and it was also news he didn't know.

But can the game really recognize this arrangement?

If this can be tolerated, then it would be more convenient to simply arrange a hundred ninth-level priests around Su Mo and surround him to kill him, wouldn't it?

"A seriously injured fifth-level priest, the arrangement is reasonable and within the scope allowed by the rules."

Mr. Song said indifferently: "Of course, even if he has the means to trick Shadu out and kill Shadu, he will eventually have to face the fifth-level priest."

"Doesn't that mean that if Su Mo dares to attack Shadu, it will be a real dead end?"

"You can say that."

"High, really high!"

Curse Tiger thought about it, and suddenly felt that if he fell into Su Mo's situation, he would probably die.

Just thinking about it makes me despair. The only breakthrough point is arranged with the biggest threat.

I finally killed Shadu in the previous second, but I have to face the fifth-level priest who rushed out in the next second.

But then again, can I really take down Su Mo with such a killer move?

"Mr. Song, what if Su Mo... Su Mo has the means to kill this fifth-level priest?"

Curse Tiger stuttered.

Although this possibility is very small, he couldn't help but have this premonition when he thought of Su Mo's magic in the past.

"Mr. Zhuhu, you might as well think about it. Su Mo has the means to rush out of the gambling space and kill you and me at the same time."

Mr. Song smiled speechlessly and did not answer directly, but the meaning of his words was very clear.

There is no possibility for Curse Tiger to get through the deadlock with such a simple idea.

Fight all the way?

Why?

Because Su Mo has not yet obtained the talent of divine arts and is trapped in the same place and unable to develop?

Or because he can find the loopholes in the world and break through the deadlock in the early stage?

There is no information to prove these. Just by saying "fight", they want to deny their carefully prepared plan for half a year?

"Calculate the time, it's almost time."

"But if he doesn't even know how to follow up this opening killer move, it's a bit too boring."

Looking at the sky, Mr. Song closed his eyes slightly and ignored Curse Tiger.

In fact, it is very simple to get out of these serial killer moves in the deadlock. It is enough to do one thing well.

As long as you realize the difficulty from the beginning and give up the struggle, leave the tribe alone, or take five devout believers and fanatics with supplies and leave immediately.

Then no matter how much trouble and pressure there are in the future, it will be difficult to directly press on.

However, if Su Mo really did this, it would fulfill their wish.

What they wanted was to use this method to make Su Mo run away and not get the space for development.

In terms of the special power system of the world of faith.

He has not been able to obtain the talent of divine arts for a long time, and he cannot accumulate the number of times to release divine arts.

No matter how strong Su Mo is, it is difficult for him to create a myth with the disadvantage of time.

And if Su Mo does not have the talent of divine arts for more than three months, in a sense, he is no different from being dead.

...

World of faith.

Crack No. 37.

On the snow-covered road, a sturdy bald monk ran quickly.

His pace was extremely exaggerated, and he was flexible in a way that was completely inconsistent with his body size. He often stretched his body forward for four or five meters.

However, as the saying goes, there is gain and loss. The monk was very fast, but his position often turned around.

"Fuck, why are you lost again?"

The third time he passed a crooked tree, Shadu stopped angrily, his whole body flashed with milky white light, and he punched the tree trunk fiercely.

Wow.

The tree trunk was broken in half, and the snow on it fell down and piled up into a small snow pile.

He didn't understand. Is there something wrong with the Fire Fist Tribe?

Other tribes try their best to clear the roads connecting to other tribes, fearing that they will be isolated and attacked by snow bandits.

But the Fire Fist Tribe is so good. There is really no trace of snow being swept around!

And it would be fine if they didn't sweep the snow, but they also deliberately piled up some confusing landmark snow piles to make people circle around one place repeatedly.

Did they guess that he would come here?

This thought came into Shadu's mind, and then he quickly crushed it and threw it behind his mind.

The reason why he and his master chose the 37th crack after the tribe was defeated was because the most powerful priest here was only level 5, and the divine system was very backward.

In order to heal the wounds, even if they made some actions that had a great impact, they were able to clean up the mess.

"A newly promoted second-level priest, without powerful magic in hand, don't let me catch you!"

Shadu cursed angrily. It was too late to ask someone to lead the way at this time.

Seeing that the sky was about to get light, if he couldn't make a quick decision, it would inevitably leave more problems.

And he had a magic that increased speed, so it was not difficult to try all the places here.

He randomly chose a direction and rushed over.

However, what he didn't know was that just after he left, a few more people came to the crooked tree.

"It's not long since I left, and they should still be around here."

Suma lowered his body and observed the gap where the tree trunk was broken, and was slightly shocked.

It can be seen that this should not be caused by magic, but a manifestation of pure physical strength.

It's okay for the opponent to break the crooked tree with a punch, which is as thick as a forearm, but it can break...

It's a bit scary.

Is there such a ruthless character who specializes in physical training in the Avengers?

"Priest Thomas, you must not fight this man in close combat later. It is better to keep a distance and fight with divine magic."

"Don't worry, I still have some combat experience."

Thomas did not become arrogant because he was promoted to the third-level priest, and nodded immediately.

"You guys hide in the surrounding area and listen to my instructions. Don't get excited when I don't let you go!"

Su Mo made another arrangement and said to Huang Xiangyu and the five devout believers.

In the world of faith, the relationship between priests and ordinary people is quite special.

Priests need ordinary people's offerings to be able to train off-duty and improve their strength.

And ordinary people need priests to protect themselves so that they can establish tribes in radiation cracks.

The needs of both can be said to be mutually beneficial.

Therefore, there is a customary rule among priests.

Unless it endangers their own lives or there is a tribal war, they must never attack ordinary people.

There are also certain unspoken rules among ordinary people, that is, they must not offend priests no matter what.

Therefore, this time when besieging and killing the unknown priest of the Avengers Alliance, Su Mo did not dare to bring all his tribesmen with him.

After all, those people are ordinary believers, and it would be troublesome if they suddenly changed the formation.

"Yes, Patriarch!"

"Don't worry, Patriarch, we will definitely act according to the arrangement!"

"Chief, if you ask me to go east, I will never go west."

"..."

Huang Xiangyu and the other five nodded in succession. With their level of faith, Su Mo was still relatively relieved.

And Tang Ma had already reached level three, so perhaps they didn't need to take action at all.

"I'll hide here, and you can hide quickly, too."

Pointing to the snow pile that fell after the crooked tree was broken, Tang Ma buried himself in it quickly.

He expected that the other party would not suspect that there was a problem here, and it was likely that they would come here to identify the direction if they got lost, and then it would be the best opportunity to make a move.

"Okay, be careful."

Around the crooked tree, several people walked a dozen steps first, and then they found a place to hide.

Su Mo also hid in a snow pile like Tang Ma, lying on the ground, trying to cover his body as much as possible.

In terms of combat effectiveness, everyone present might be stronger than him. Unless it was absolutely necessary, Su Mo still didn't want to use the gun in the soul carrier to alert the enemy.

And according to what Thomas said, it is still unclear how much effect the gun can have.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten minutes passed.

During this time, everyone saw a sturdy figure passing through the snow, but because the distance was too far, no one moved.

Thomas is worthy of being the priest of the battle direction. Even though his strength has become much stronger, he is still very patient.

Soon, another few minutes passed.

The figure who just left really returned, and this time he slowed down when approaching the crooked tree, as if he was trying to identify the direction again.

Opportunity!

Just when Su Mo realized this, Thomas in the snow pile had already made a move.

A rapidly condensed fire fist flew up from the ground and hit the sturdy figure without bias.

Did he hit it?

Su Mo widened his eyes. The opportunity that Thomas seized was a unique one.

Even if he came over, he would not be able to find a better opportunity to shoot than this!

Boom.

The fire passed by and licked the lower body of the sturdy figure heavily.

Like hot water pouring on snowflakes, it devoured the lower half of the figure with almost no resistance, and the remaining upper half fell to the ground, and it looked dead.

"Fuck, Priest Thomas is so powerful!"

I thought it would be a fierce battle, but I didn't expect that Thomas successfully killed the other party with a sneak attack without the two sides fighting head-on.

Su Mo jumped up from the snow pile and waved his fist excitedly.

"Haha, this guy is really careless. I don't know where this little bastard came from. He has strength but not much combat experience, and he dares to harass us rashly."

Thomas touched the non-existent beard on his chin and climbed up with an old-fashioned look.

It was too dark and the visibility was really insufficient. The attack just now was also a certain prediction.

Although it might be a small character that he had never seen before, he was able to win the first battle of the promotion to level three easily, which made him proud and asked himself if he had not let down Su Mo's training.

"Turn on the torch and see where the enemy came from."

Suma took a step forward, and was worried that there was still a life-saving magic in this world of faith. The man on the ground was not dead yet, so he simply asked Huang Xiangyu to light the torch.

Wow.

The fire lit up.

Everyone looked closely and found that the person lying on the ground was a big bald man, and the upper body connection was still bleeding. He was definitely not alive.

"Chief, this guy is dead. If he can live, I will lick this land clean!"

Huang Xiangyu grinned.

He was very brave and walked over first, kicking the bald man with his foot and turning over.

"Where did this thief come from..."

Plop.

Before he finished speaking, Huang Xiangyu sat on the ground with his mouth wide open, and the torch in his hand fell to the side.

Fuck, is it really a trick?

Su Mo immediately stepped back a few steps subconsciously and protected everyone in front of him.

It seems that we should not underestimate the means of this world. Even in such a state, there are still means of counterattack?

If one person fights the enemy, wouldn't he be unable to even touch the corpse?

With this thought, Su Mo quickly looked at Thomas, ready to remind him.

However, what surprised him was that Thomas, who was just about to walk over, was actually sitting on the ground at this time.

"Thomas... Thomas Priest?"

"Tribe, tribe leader!"

It can be heard that although Thomas' voice was a little trembling, his breath was still full.

Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly asked:

"You are... hit by the enemy's means?"

"Methods?" Thomas was stunned, and immediately showed a smile that was uglier than crying, "Tribe, tribe leader, the people on the ground are already dead, how can there be any means, but... but do you know what I just saw?"

"What?"

"The person lying on the ground seems to be... Shadu!"

"Ah?!!"

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