My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

It is August 15th in the eighth year of the calendar year at the end of the wasteland.

An auspicious day that should be loved by all Chinese people suddenly has a different meaning.

There are still seven days left before the disaster Crimson Storm, and the major territories that have been holding back on announcing the news have finally begun to publicize it.

The disaster lasted nearly three months, and a series of associated disasters such as lack of drinking water, severe heat waves, reduced land production, lack of rations, etc. instantly brought chaos to the entire New World.

In just three days, dozens of tiny territories that had previously been able to barely survive declared bankruptcy, leaving people empty.

At the same time, those small and medium-sized territories were also filled with lingering despair, which quickly spread.

Among them, the territory near Changlong Xianjiang is not bad, and the most basic order can be maintained, and personnel are arranged to take turns to collect and store water.

However, in some territories located inland, there are no rivers passing through them at all, and they can only find ways to borrow water from surrounding territories.

However.

Although water is free, the cost of transportation is terrifyingly high.

After the lords of these territories calculated the cost of transporting water, the surplus food in the territory after the disaster, and the cost of invading other territories.

Immediately, before the Yusanjia territory released the mutual non-attack agreement, the real chaos had begun.

Tianyuan Territory, Baoyu County.

In a four-story building that was built in less than seven days, Sumo stood by the window and stared blankly at the vibrant Baoyu New City in the distance.

Suddenly, there was a sound from behind, and two men with slightly pale faces walked in, and he came back to his senses.

"Director Shi, how is today's progress?"

"Today's progress is pretty good. After the design work has simplified another round of secondary requirements, the progress of the virtual sand table simulation has been advanced to about fifty minutes. With further integration, the time can be greatly shortened!" Left The skinny Shi Zhan grinned and smiled.

Sumo nodded.

"Director Shi has to worry about it. We have to compress the time to half an hour as soon as possible. Time waits for no one."

"Of course I know this. We have already transferred another 300 people from the main warehouse to assist. We will have three days at most to ensure that we complete the goal." Shi Zhan replied gently.

As one of the three directors of Tianyuan Think Tank, he is best at urban cluster architectural design and development.

The reason why Tianyuan Territory has been able to develop in such an orderly manner in terms of city division over the years, Shi Zhan's contribution cannot be ignored.

Picking up the key points, Sumo asked about some specific design requirements, the time proportion of types, and the status of testers.

After communicating all the progress and results of the past two days, he nodded slightly and watched the two of them leave.

This building is the first branch of Tianyuan Think Tank put into production in Baoyu County, and the cost is not small.

The reason why Chen Shenhui agreed to set it up here was because it valued the future development potential of Baoyu County.

If all goes well, within a year or two, the scale of this place will definitely catch up with Hope City, and maybe it will be transformed into Baoyu City.

After staying in the building and looking around for a while, Sumo slowly walked down the building and walked all the way to the Zizai Group's headquarters.

It was still late May when we arrived at this ruins, but in the blink of an eye it was already close to late August.

If you look at it as a refugee, what he has been able to do in just three months is simply an incredible miracle.

However, walking on the many streets that have been greatly changed, I looked at the many buildings rising around and the busy construction sites.

What Sumo could feel was an out-of-place sense of alienation.

This feeling is strange, but very real.

His emotions told him that Baoyu County could have such changes today. As the manager here, his contribution must not be ignored.

The people of Baoyu County now love and admire him, and even educate their children to follow his example.

With these people developing well, Tianyuan Territory will definitely be able to return to the top territories in the future.

But reason told him all the time that his time in this ruins was only less than nine months.

After nine months, no matter how the Tianyuan territory in this world develops in the future, the possibility of him coming back is extremely slim.

Friends here, friends here, will become passers-by in memory.

The more ties there are, the harder it is to get out of it, and the easier it is to fall into endless nostalgia.

"No wonder the game requires memory deletion. Everything here is so real, it doesn't look like a simulated world at all."

"It's like developing in another wasteland in parallel time and space. Everyone has their own thoughts!"

After returning to the laboratory in the station to sit down in deep thought, Somo's mind still hadn't come around.

Look at the authenticity of the ruins world from a dialectical perspective.

If it is fake, it is very simple. It can be regarded as the Truman World simulated by the game using some means. Everyone uses the remaining information from the past to push forward and continue.

But if it is true, what kind of space is this? What means does the game use to accomplish all this?

Is there really a so-called fourth-dimensional time law that affects all of this, and creatures that control the fourth dimension can play with time at will?

Then why has this world never heard of life outside the solar system, or the involvement of life from other places in the vast universe?

Just humans, and some extraordinary creatures with magical abilities but limited by the game?

"that door"

The door he had seen through the frosted glass flashed in his mind, and Sumo suddenly felt a little palpitating in his heart.

Somehow, the answer to all the known information was connected, telling him that he could get the answer just by entering this door.

But there is another voice calling loudly. It is not strong enough. What is waiting behind the door may not be the answer but death.

"The alien races in this ruins have been suppressed by humans to the point of near extinction, and the so-called gods have still not appeared. In addition, I have never heard of other ruins in the world of ruins. Regardless of where this place is, those who can do it at any time Peeping, spying, and descending gods will definitely not be seen.”

"If you can't see it, it means there is room for secret operations. Just like the props I used here, they can still be restored when they go to the outside world."

"Just in terms of pros and cons, this ruin space is absolutely beneficial to mankind. As long as you can complete the mission, you can easily obtain future technology, and you can also get massive game rewards to develop the main wasteland."

"So"

It can be traced back to the true intention of establishing the ruins, as well as the tasks and rewards in the game that are completely different from the outside world.

Coupled with the conjectures that Sea God Jiang Chu once expressed, and the methods given to him to test.

If the alien races from the outside come frequently, it is to destroy the living space of mankind and forcibly make it more difficult for everyone to survive.

So what is the meaning of existence and the original intention of these magical ruins that only humans can enter?

Thinking of this, Sumo's thoughts came to an abrupt halt. Reason told him that even if he could figure out a few clues if he continued to think about it, it would be in vain.

The mysterious system clearly knew this, but the reason for not telling him was the same as now.

It's just that the time has not come yet, the strength is not enough, and he cannot bear the consequences of knowing the truth.

"It seems that my current understanding is completely inconsistent with my strength, which has restricted too much development."

"As a result, I even started to be hesitant and timid."

Click the button on the side of the main experimental table, and the table will split from the middle, sending hundreds of unfinished parts up.

Looking at these parts, Sumo's mind slowly calmed down, and the irritability of staying in the laboratory for a long time these days began to fade away.

I have never devoted so much time to an extremely boring research. As a result, within only two months, inner demons have already emerged.

Now, after thinking about it all, I realize that all the troubles come from lack of strength.

Everything seemed to fall into place.

"There is only one last week left. When I finish building the Daily Armor, the real opportunity for this ruins will be officially opened!"

"I want to collect the locations of all the famous underground research bases in the past eight years, return to the real wasteland and lead people there first, and seize all opportunities for development in one fell swoop."

"I want to collect all valuable technologies, bring them back to the territory, and create an unrivaled heritage."

"The fun has just begun!"

On August 22, the eighth year of the calendar year at the end of the wasteland, the Crimson Storm series of disasters, which lasted for seventy-eight consecutive days, officially began.

On the day of the disaster, the southern area where the Central Territory of the New World was crowded was silent, and no chaos could be seen.

But everyone with a discerning eye knows that the current calm is just an illusion before the storm, and real chaos may break out at any time.

Sure enough, it was just late at night on the second day of the disaster.

A fuse battle that could spread to the entire Southern District broke out violently.

At two o'clock in the morning, the war group composed of three small territories of the Golden Bell Society, the Ultimate Sect, and the Broken Mountain Alliance secretly reached some agreements, and relied on insiders to enter the medium-sized territory near the tributary of the Changlong Xianjiang River. Red sun territory.

Judging from the book, the strength of the two is extremely different. The former's three territories have a combined population of just over 20,000, while the latter's permanent population is 80,000. There is a gap of about ten times in the territory's guard strength. .

But what everyone expected was that the battle had just begun. At only 6 o'clock in the morning, the Chiri Territory announced its total surrender.

Lord Snow Julius and his Akari family were executed in the territory's capital, Akari City, in front of tens of thousands of people.

The other resources of the entire territory were naturally divided among the war groups composed of the three small territories.

Such an obvious act of aggression would have extremely bad consequences, but what concerned everyone the most was the attitude of the Yusan Family Territory, which had made a mutual non-attack agreement.

In the past, any territory that touched this rule was met with extremely violent counterattacks, and no one could survive.

But this time, just after nine o'clock in the morning, after hearing that the Yusanjia territory only gave a strong condemnation in a radio message for this kind of aggression.

Those suppressed battles in the dark completely broke out!

Those who have a grudge seek revenge, those who have a grievance complain about it, those who are short of water grab water, and those who are short of food grab food.

After the rules became ambiguous, each territory was afraid that it would fall behind others and lose this excellent development opportunity.

At the same time, they are even more afraid that those territories that were at odds with each other in the past will take action first and catch themselves off guard.

And it was during such a fight that I discovered that there were actually large territories behind many small territories.

The first battle between the large territories finally started on the sixth day after the disaster struck.

The Dravade Party and the Rigsner Society from the western part of the New World, two territories with fundamental conflicts in their fundamental doctrines, suddenly came to blows.

The two sides mobilized tens of thousands of troops and collided brazenly on the border line of their territories.

Whether it is true or false, strong or weak, under the previous rules, the weak can still disguise themselves as the strong through small means.

But when this real war broke out, all the cleverness was in vain.

In just two days, President Rigsner marched in, used a variety of new weapons to defeat the Dravade Party, and occupied most of the opponent's territory.

Realizing that the situation was over, Lamb Nelson, the lord and pope of the sect, fled overnight with his cronies and family members, leaving only an excuse of illness to delay the situation.

When the people below the territory discovered that their lord was not really sick, but had fled to the Golden Eagle to apply for asylum.

This war has come to an end, so quickly that no one expected it.

In just four days, a large territory with nearly a million people changed its course, becoming an important chapter in the history of the wasteland.

But at this time, other large territories were belatedly aware of it, and everyone began to feel in danger.

In the past, they hoped that the constraints of the rules would be lifted soon, so that they would have the opportunity to take action on the medium-sized and small territories below that they had been coveting for a long time.

But when there were really no rules this time, and the tragedy of the Dravade Party was ahead of them, they couldn't help but panic.

Because the enemies at this time are not the small and medium-sized territories that they usually bully at will. Those large territories that are the same size or even larger than them are the real source of threats!

The era of scolding has finally come to an end, and the era of fists has officially entered the wasteland stage.

In the future, the "elegant and easy-going" communication style will become a thing of the past, and fighting if you are not convinced will become the mainstream of the new generation.

Of course, it is precisely because of this change in thinking that the entire wasteland pattern has also undergone tremendous changes.

The first thing to bear the brunt was the territory ranking that seemed reasonable before. It began to change almost every day.

Every day, there are territories whose defeat ranking plummets, and even disappears from the territory rankings.

Every day, new territories are established, and their rankings soar due to their proven achievements.

The real wave started to recede and it became clear who was swimming naked.

At this time, ordinary people in the New World suddenly discovered that the truly powerful territories were actually very low-key.

The Qixing Mountains, a large territory ranked 112, usually remains quiet, but was invaded by Xunfeng Mansion, ranked 79 next door.

They didn't even use the main force to go up. They beat the opponent until they were running away, and they lost a lot of supplies before they were able to stop.

The 84th-ranked Neon Guild Territory has 80% women, so it looks weak in combat effectiveness.

But after encountering the 47th-ranked Sun Covering Flag, these people showed everyone what tactical crushing means in one battle.

More and more, the fig leaf of a large territory has been torn off, and its true strength has begun to be exposed.

What surprised everyone the most was the rumored decline of the Tianyuan Territory.

On the last day of August, it suddenly reached the top ten territories in the New World with unrivaled momentum, ranking sixth.

At first, many people were surprised and questioned that the improvement of 24 rankings was not accompanied by the results.

Without a record, how could the Tianyuan Territory prove that it was worthy of being the sixth human territory?

But then, in just one day, an unprecedented shock spread throughout the New World, even the glory of the Yusan Family was obscured at this moment.

Tianyuan Port!

A new term, a new definition.

An arrogant gesture that was so crazy that it silenced all other large territories around it.

Silence has said everything!