My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

In the shocked eyes of everyone.

Sumo smiled and waved, and his figure faintly disappeared into the virtual reality space.

Because of the robot's body, others must stay here if they want to carry out research tasks.

And leave them time

But not much!

Once in the research process, it is necessary to disassemble the material conversion engine and study the inner structure.

Then the power supply of the entire ship must rely on the emergency batteries brought out from the expedition base.

By then, take into account the horrific consumption of virtual reality and the reserve power to maintain necessary equipment such as brain boxes.

The research can only maintain operation for a maximum of eight hours before it is forced to shut down.

"I didn't expect that after so long, I have to race against time again."

"We can only hope that the next three disasters will not be too abnormal, otherwise"

"The road ahead is difficult!"

After staying in the virtual reality world for a long time, and suddenly returning to the real world, there will be an extremely obvious sense of separation.

Sitting on the stool, looking at the machine that was still running.

There was a moment.

Sumo even wanted to use survival points to replace everyone's research progress and forcefully promote the entire plan.

But considering the complex situation we are about to face.

He stood up anyway, suppressed all his thoughts, staggered a few steps, and walked out of the temporary research room steadily.

“Good director”

Snapped!

As soon as he reached the first floor, several villagers bumped into him.

After discovering that it was Soma, they immediately stood upright and raised their hands in salute.

"Okay, Sun Zhaoli, don't be so formal in our boat."

Seeing the respectful expressions of the nine people in the group, Sumo patted the leader on the shoulder and continued walking to the deck without stopping.

but.

The man behind him who was photographed by him had an excited look on his face and kept mumbling: The director actually still remembers my name.

"Hey, have you noticed that the director seems a little sad?"

"Yeah, I feel a little weird too."

"The next three disasters will be announced soon. The situation is definitely not optimistic. We should make preparations early."

"What preparations are you making?"

"What else could it be? Of course you are trying your best. Is it possible that you can still run away?"

Watching Somo's back disappearing around the corner of the stairs, several people started chattering.

At this point when the third disaster was about to be announced, ordinary villagers also felt a layer of invisible pressure.

And this is still considering that they are under the protection of Somo.

Far away in the deep sea.

At this point of impending voting disaster.

Countless refugees have stopped advancing and started repairs on the spot.

They were both excited and terrified.

An 80% reduction in disaster severity does not mean peace of mind.

Once there is a disaster such as a meteorite falling from the sky or a volcanic eruption, even if they are in the deep sea, disaster relief will not help.

"Perhaps the game closed the world chat channel because my influence in the human race is getting higher and higher."

"If I can still speak, this vote will be meaningless."

"As long as I raise my arms, the voting results will naturally change based on my thoughts."

The current location of the Hope is not far from the New World.

Return to the main deck.

Looking far away, Somo could vaguely see the outline of the land.

Walking along this outline, in about ten hours, you will reach the sea boarding point closest to the selected location.

Go up from this place.

Based on everyone’s strength and the pioneer title bonus they can get when logging into the New World for the first time.

In a day and a half, you can travel through and arrive at the transferred territory.

"Brother, are we going ashore soon?"

Leaning on the bow of the boat, Su Mo had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but Su Chan's playful voice came from behind him.

Turning his head, Sumo had a look of endearment on his face.

"Yes, we are about to go ashore."

Su Chan was pleasantly surprised: "Wow, wouldn't it be possible to build houses, farm, and build our own city?"

"By the way, we can also open a large pasture. Then I will come to graze the animals and keep them fat and strong!"

"If my parents come over and see how awesome you are now, they will definitely be very happy!"

between words.

Su Chan is full of hope for the future.

Her words made Su Mo startled, and the messy thoughts in his mind suddenly dissipated.

Once upon a time, Sumo was famous for his plans for his own territory and the future of the wasteland.

He wanted a strong city wall that could withstand any creatures that would sneak up at night.

Technology that wants to develop rapidly can continue to bring hope to people in the end of the world.

I want to have hundreds of acres of fertile farmland. In autumn, the waves of wheat are rolling and the smell of harvest is everywhere.

If you want a pasture, animals can walk leisurely in it, and everyone can drink enough milk and eggs.

I want the building to rise from the ground so that everyone no longer has to suffer from severe cold and heat.

If you want to have a full warehouse of weapons, you don’t need to look at anyone’s face.

But I don’t know when.

At Su Chan's words, Su Mo suddenly came back to his senses.

My original intentions and goals have changed!

Sitting at his desk every day and lying down every night, his mind was filled with thoughts on how to arm-wrestle with aliens and how to fight the game.

How to scheming and fighting for greater benefits for the territory.

Attack, invasion, defense, counter-invasion.

Even in terms of learning knowledge, Sumo can't help but prefer technologies that can quickly put into combat.

Even standing on the bow of the ship just now, all he was thinking about was how to improve the base's combat effectiveness faster and how to fight these alien races.

correct?

Looking at Su Chan's face, Su Mo asked himself.

Then, the answer automatically popped into his mind.

"Okay, when we go to the territory, I will build you a large pasture and build houses for everyone. We will have fertile fields and strong city walls."

"When the time comes, we will let everyone sleep peacefully and wake up happy!"

He nodded solemnly.

There was a rare seriousness in Sumo's eyes!

And his seriousness also caused a snicker to appear on Su Chan's face.

"Then we have an agreement!"

"It's a deal!"

Six o'clock in the afternoon.

Sumo, who was sitting in the conference room, opened the game panel on time and entered the flickering disaster voting panel.

Different from the panic before, now his mentality has been completely adjusted.

And the next head.

More than a dozen management members, as well as Su Deben, had different attitudes.

Some people's faces were full of uncontrollable anxiety and panic.

Some people look calm, but in fact their whole body is shaking as if they have Parkinson's disease.

Even Chen Shen swallowed hard at this time, and veins popped up on his nervous arms.

Arrive in the New World immediately.

The first disaster completely determined the development route choice and the level of tension of everyone in Hope Village.

Except for Su Deben, who was controlling the robot's body, and Su Mo, who was sitting firmly in the middle, no one could treat it with a normal heart at this moment.

Gradually, as time passed, everyone went inside to take a look.

The exclamations sounded on time as expected.

Zhang Long: "Oh my god, why do I feel like the disaster has reached another level? This is too scary. No matter which one of the three disasters comes first, it will be a severe test for us."

Liu Neng: "There are still 23 days until the next disaster. Even if we go to the territory, the remaining time cannot exceed 20 days at most. How can we survive the disaster in such a short time?"

Qi Qin: "In the weather of minus 40 degrees, is this game crazy? Or does he think we are rough-skinned aliens who can run on the ground in ice and snow?"

Chen Shen: "It's not simple. Look at the other two disasters. How do I feel that this disaster seems to be aimed at us? The choices are all aimed at limiting the development of our humanity."

According to the previous trailer of the game.

There are three types of disasters in the new disaster method: large, medium and small. Human beings need to use a referendum to decide the order of the three disasters.

The disaster interval is decreasing.

If you choose a small disaster, the second disaster will come on the 7th day after everyone votes.

If you choose a medium disaster, the rest period is 14 days.

The most severe large-scale disaster has the longest rest period, a total of 28 days.

A rest period lasts for seventy-seven forty-nine days!

According to the principle of selection, given the current human situation, the first option must be to start with a small disaster and extend the development time as much as possible.

By the way, enough corresponding materials will be accumulated to deal with the subsequent large and medium disasters.

This is the most scientific and reasonable method, which can reduce casualties to the greatest extent.

It's a pity that the devil is as high as one foot and the road is as high as one foot.

The game that set this rule obviously took this into consideration and gave a honey trap with "poison" hidden in it.

Perfectly dividing the New World and the humans in the deep sea.

[The start time for disaster voting is 35 minutes]

[All players please read the following voting rules carefully. Once the rules are violated, the punishment will be without any opportunity to appeal]

[First, in principle, this voting is absolutely fair and impartial. Participants are only all humans. All aliens and other creatures are not allowed to participate in any form of manipulation. Once other creatures are involved in the following methods: restricting human voting, forcing humans to vote, inducing humans to vote and other illegal activities, they will be directly wiped out, and participating humans will also lose subsequent voting opportunities, and the game panel and game-related functions will be permanently disabled]

[Second, in this voting, each adult human will receive a fixed vote, and each minor human will receive a fixed half vote. No regrets or modifications can be made after voting. The confirmation is deemed to be over]

[Third, the airdrop rules have been changed. Specific changes will be announced after the disaster starts]

[Fourth, changes to disaster resistance rules, specific changes will be announced after the disaster starts]

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[The right to interpret all rules rests with the game, and we will notify everyone of any subsequent changes]

[Codename: 001, this third voting disaster:]

[Minor Disaster: Storm (Unlocked)]

[Disaster description]: Rain is the spirit of all things. In a storm, living things can better feel the way forward.

[Disaster Scope: Global]

[Disaster magnitude: New World: 800 mm of precipitation in a single day, level 10 winds; Deep Sea: 6,000 mm of precipitation in a single day, level 12 winds]

[Disaster time: 72 hours]

[Medium Disaster: Heavy Snowfall (Unlocked)]

[Disaster description]: Auspicious snow heralds a good year. This snow brings not only the extinction of living things, but also the hope of spring.

[Disaster Scope: Global]

[Disaster magnitude: New World: 500 mm of snowfall on the first day, decreasing in sequence, temperature: -20 degrees; Deep Sea: 1,000 mm of snowfall on a single day, temperature: -25 degrees]

[Disaster time: 168 hours]

[Catastrophe: Ultra-low temperature (unlocked)]

[Disaster Description]: Under extreme cold, only by experiencing the test of survival can we better understand the preciousness of life.

[Disaster Scope: Global]

[Disaster magnitude: New World: temperature -40 degrees Celsius; deep sea; temperature -65 degrees Celsius]

[Disaster time: 120 hours]